A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 493 This feeling is dependence
The corners of Jiang Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and she stared at Lang Mo and his son speechlessly at Biao.

Dare these two people plan to artificially create a cold room?

It's chilly, and they don't think it's too cold to panic. I really don't know what is the competition between Langmo and Baozi?

"Lang Mo, can't you wipe Baozi's face with a cloth bag?" Jiang Qing rolled her eyes, unable to bear it and said.Going forward, took the cloth pocket beside the table, and carefully wiped the bun's face.

The joy is unbearable, and they all know Baozi's clean nature.Only Lang Mo didn't know, who made Bao Zi too lazy to move and talk, and when he was uncomfortable, he tried his best to imitate Lang Mo to cool off.At the beginning, they were also at a loss. They didn't know how to make the buns make the little temper awkward again?Later, after a long time, I gradually discovered that Baozi was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness.

"Huh?" Lang Mo frowned, staring at Baozi in bewilderment.

I don't understand the relationship between wiping your face and eating, the two are completely incompatible!
Jiang Qing gouged out Lang Mo's eyes, and said with a light smile, "Steamed buns like to be clean. If you feed him something that smears his face, how can he be happy? Do you really think everyone is crazy like wheat, eating everything and nothing? Picky." Not picky eaters, Xiaozi is good.

When Lang Mo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Staring at Baozi speechlessly for a moment, the spoon in his hand showed signs of being pinched, deformed and broken, and said coldly: "Nonsense!" After a long while, he spit out two words indifferently.

Jiang Qing shrugged her shoulders, gave Lang Mo a white look, and said, "I think it's better to be clean, so that you don't get dirty in the future, and it's hard to wash..." The clothes at home are all cleaned by Qing and her, and the linen is fine. If the animal fur clothes are troublesome, it doesn't matter if they can't be wrung out, they are heavy and difficult to wash, but the animal fur clothes are resistant to dirt, otherwise, just cleaning the clothes every day will make you half dead tired.

Qing nodded, and said with a smile: "That's right, look at that naughty Lang Rui! I really have a headache, but Baozi is well-behaved and sensible, knowing that he loves me and Jiang Qing." After speaking, he took the cloth pocket and wiped Xiaomaizi's mouth.This snack guy likes to make a fuss when he is full, and then he will sleep obediently.

No, Qing hurriedly got up and walked around the room with Xiao Xiaozi in his arms.

Jiang Qing took the spoon from Lang Mo's hand, fed it in twos and threes, and carefully wiped the bun's face clean.Baozi squinted his eyes, and the cold feeling disappeared from his body. He leaned against Jiang Qing's arms with his stomach full, and blinked his eyes halfway to fall asleep.Knowing that Jiang Qing and the others were going back to Taoyuan today, he and Xiaoxiaozi were so excited that they didn't sleep well all night, and they got up early in the morning to make a fuss.

Now, seeing Jiang Qing and the others came back, they naturally felt sleepy after eating and drinking.

However, Rao is so.

Baozi still didn't forget to stretch out his hand, and tightly grabbed Jiang Qing's clothes, he was not that idiot that Xiaoxiaozi was.Apart from eating and sleeping, my mind is full of mud, and I can't pretend to be anything else.

To prevent Jiang Qing from leaving them behind, Baozi decided not to let go of Jiang Qing's clothes.

As if aware of Baozi's dependence, Jiang Qing only felt sad, lowered her head and kissed the corner of Baozi's mouth, and said softly: "Sleep well, mom will always be with you!"

Hearing this, Baozi's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The wheat in Qing's arms over there also clamored for Jiang Qing to hug her.

Jiang Qing carefully sent Baozi to sleep on the shaker, covered her with a bedding, took Xiaoxiaozi and gently comforted her to sleep.Seeing the disturbed appearance of the two, Jiang Qing felt sore in her heart, very uncomfortable.

Gently touching Xiaomaizi's soft cheek with her hand, her child is smart and precocious, which is obviously a good thing, but she just feels regretful and helpless.

"They're fine, they're fine." Lang Mo held Jiang Qing's hand and said in a deep voice.

Feeling the firmness and warmth from Lang Mo's palm, Jiang Qing was startled, then nodded slowly, and said with a smile, "They are indeed very good!" Smiling, her dark eyes rippling with a gentle smile, reflecting Jiang Qing's It's getting softer and softer.

Staring at it, Wolf Mo suddenly felt insane!
He bowed his head and planned to kiss.

"Pa——" A soft sound woke up the two people who were immersed in ambiguity.

However, Xiaoxiao, who had fallen asleep, suddenly felt hot and stretched out his hand from the quilt, hitting Baozi on the face.The sleeping Baozi was beaten, frowned, twisted his body, squeezed the wheat out, and monopolized the entire bedding.

Xiaomaizi pouted, scratched a few times with his small hands, but couldn't find the bedding, and fell asleep hugging a corner of the bedding with his small body bent down.

"Puff!" Looking at the buns and wheat on the shaker, and at Lang Mo's dark and indifferent face, Jiang Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Let you do nonsense in front of the children..." Jiang Qing Qiao smiled, and gave Lang Mo a light look.

He bent over and carefully covered the two of them with the quilt again.

"The water in the kitchen should be hot, go take a bath." Jiang Qing turned around and took out the clothes from the closet, signaling to Lang Mo to take a bath first.After a while, I have to go to the altar square to have a banquet.

Lang Mo pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Together!"

Jiang Qing shook her head, sat by the rocking bed and stared at the sleeping children, and said softly, "You wash first, I'll stay with them here." After finishing speaking, she looked up at Langmo to let him see clearly Persistence in my own eyes.

Lang Mo was stunned for a moment, dissatisfied with taking his clothes and going to the bathroom to take a shower alone.

The bottom of my heart became more and more determined to send the two away. Jiang Qing was clearly his partner, but she was always thinking about others. What is this?
Jiang Qing smiled slightly, staring at Lang Mo's back, knowing that this man should be angry again!
As if remembering something, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Caressing the chest with hands, my heart slowly felt very comfortable.

This feeling...is dependent.

Knowing that he will always be by your side, you will act like a baby and ask for it.

that's nice!

The feeling of being so pampered by someone is like an addiction.

……

Gently touching the delicate cheeks of Baozi and Xiaomai with his hands, the satisfaction in his heart was even greater. Someone pampered him and had his own child.Feeling so impatient!For this reason, she desperately wanted to wait for this rare peace.

May the prosperous world be peaceful and the years be quiet.

However, this peace and tranquility all need them to create!
"Mom Baozi and Xiaoxiaozi love you!" Jiang Qing said softly, humming the familiar song softly.Hearing the familiar song, Baozi and Xiaomaizi slept more deeply on the rocker, dimples could not help but appear on their faces.

Jiang Qing reached out and poked the dimple on Baozi's left face.

This little dimple follows Lang Mo, although Lang Mo is usually serious, Jiang Qing knows that there is a dimple at the corner of Lang Mo's mouth on the left side of his face.Whenever he smiles, dimples appear, shallow, very cute!Even his whole body warmed up!

Lang Mo was in the bathroom, listening to the ballad in Jiang Qing's mouth, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He thought back to the song that Jiang Qing sang for him that time. Although Jiang Qing said that she sang out of tune, it was undoubtedly the most beautiful ballad in the world to his ears, and every word and every word struck his heart.

Soft and ethereal.

Any verbal description seems pale...

(End of this chapter)