After Qin Anan asked, Ruila belatedly realized that her brother had a sullen face.

"Brother, why are you unhappy? If you don't like taking pictures, then I won't force you to take pictures next time." Ruila held her brother's arm with her little hand and coaxed him.

Xiaohan didn't want his mother to be affected by Jin Ronger's incident.

Because Fu Shiting said he would blackmail Jin Ronger.

"Taking pictures is a bit tiring." Xiaohan casually made an excuse, "It's more boring than going shopping."

He doesn't like shopping, but if he compares taking photos with shopping, he would rather go shopping.

Shopping is at least a breath of fresh air outside, while taking photos is boring in the studio.

"I didn't take a nap today, and I'm really a little tired. Next time I take a family photo, mom will choose a time when the weather is nice, so that I can go outside and shoot the location, which won't be so boring." Qin An'an finished promising her son and said with a smile, "I thought you

Dad made you angry! I took pictures with Rila at that time, and I saw that you two were alone for a while."

Xiaohan almost couldn't help but complain.

At this time, Fu Shiting walked to the bathroom door: "What are you talking about in there? Are you talking bad about me?"

He felt a little guilty, afraid that Xiaohan would snitch on Qin An'an.

Of course, even if this matter was told to Qin Anan, he would not be afraid.

At most, I need to explain it to Qin Anan again.

"What are you saying bad things about?" Qin Anan walked out, "If you haven't done anything bad, you don't have to worry about us saying bad things about you. Are you guilty?"

He shook his head: "You took the child in to wash his hands, and you didn't ask me to wash my hands."

"You are such a big person, do you still need me to shout to wash your hands?" She couldn't laugh or cry. "And the bathroom can't accommodate so many of us at once."

She walked out and saw that the two children were still in the bathroom, so she whispered to Fu Shiting: "I saw that Xiaohan was not very happy, so I asked him if he had a conflict with you."

Fu Shiting raised his eyebrows: "How did he answer?"

"He said taking pictures was too tiring, but I think he was mostly perfunctory with me. I've taken pictures with him before, and he was quite happy. It's impossible that he suddenly doesn't like taking pictures."

"Maybe it's because of me!" Fu Shiting said the reason, "The photographer wanted me to take a photo with him, and he was very unhappy."

"But he refused, we didn't force him." Qin An'an still didn't understand her son's emotional change, "Maybe he is really tired! He studies late every night now, and I'm really worried that his body can't bear it."

Fu Shiting knew why his son was unhappy, so he was not worried about his physical problems.

"Let's go have dinner first! I'm a little hungry."

"Well, I'm hungry too." Qin Anan pulled his arm over and looked at his watch, "It's already past seven o'clock, no wonder I'm so hungry."

After dinner, it became completely dark outside.

Three children playing with toys in the toy area.

Mainly Xiaohan and Ruila were playing. Ziqiu was still too young, so he could only hold his own little toy and watch his brothers and sisters play with curiosity.

Qin Anan took her mobile phone and searched for various gifts online.

She was preparing Spring Festival gifts for her children, but she had a headache and didn’t know what to give.

"Shi Ting, what are you going to give the children?"

"Are you starting to pick now?"

"Well, it's okay to be idle anyway."

"I will give toys to Ziqiu, jewelry to Ruila, and I haven't thought of a gift for Xiaohan yet," Fu Shiting answered.

"Hahaha, I also have a headache and don't know what to give Xiaohan."


Chapter completed!