Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Seeing the father and son making a fuss while taking a bath, Mu Wanqing leaned against the door frame, although there were thousands of feelings in her heart, the clearest thing was satisfaction.

She had never seen her son so mischievous, sitting in the bathtub, pouring water on Admiral Fan desperately, and then Admiral Fan was annoyed, and stretched out his hand to tickle him, while he was "giggling" non-stop, his eyes filled with joy They all laughed together. In the past, when she helped him take a bath, he was afraid of causing trouble to her, so he was always obedient.

How can it be like now.

The bathroom was filled with laughter and laughter.

Happiness and joy, like sadness, are contagious.

At this moment, Mu Wanqing deeply realized how happy her son was, everything that belonged to a child.

And she had to praise: Admire Fan is really good at taking care of people.

Maybe it has something to do with his childhood experience, so he is not like Nan Juefeng, a wealthy and noble son who is so expensive that he knows nothing except women, sports cars, and work.

He took care of An'an meticulously, handily, and thoughtfully.

Very careful and meticulous.

"Yang Mu'an, let me tell you, it's enough to make a fuss, just make fun of it, and you've splashed water all over my body, isn't it lacking in training?" explain.

Yang Muan, who was sitting naked in the bathtub, was not intimidated at all, and her small hands were still paddling water vigorously, splashing on Yang Mufan's body.

Every time I saw my uncle was blinded by his pouring, his laughter was extremely loud.

Angry, Yang Mufan rolled up his sleeves, didn't even take off his slippers, and went straight into the bathtub: an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, and poured water on Yang Muan's body desperately.

Mu Wanqing stood by the door, watching their father and son splashing around, covering the entire floor with water, snow-white foam, walls, and ceiling.

She couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

The son is messing around, why does Admiral Fan do the same thing as the child? !

When they had a good time, she would be sad.

She could already imagine how miserable it was to kneel on the ground and wipe the floor and walls with a rag.

Letting them play for a while, Mu Wanqing jumped out to stop her: "Alright, An'an, don't quarrel with uncle. Hurry up and wash off the bubbles on your body, and then put on your clothes. Don't catch a cold."

Mu Wanqing walked in, took the shower and was about to wash her son.

Yang Mu'an, who was having fun, jumped out of the bathtub with her buttocks big and bare, and then hugged Mu Wanqing's thigh with a smile.

Mu Wanqing swiftly dodged it, and scolded: "Jiang Mu'an, mother told you: that's enough. I made my uncle covered in water, and now I want to wet my mother again, don't you?! You little villain, stand up obediently , don’t move. You soiled mother’s clothes, but you have to wash them yourself.”

When Yang Muan heard that he was asked to do the laundry, she didn't dare to make a fuss, and immediately stood upright, letting her mother take a shower for herself.

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Three in the morning.

Autumn thunder rolled.

Mu Wanqing was woken up by the earth-shattering thunder and the frightened crying of Admiral An.

She sat up reflexively, wanting to climb onto the hospital bed to comfort her son.

However, she was not allowed to take any action, and a black figure sat on the bed one step ahead of her.