Chapter 1070 Am I Bad?
No one lifted his trousers up, and the trousers were uncomfortable hanging on his legs. In desperation, Xiaohan walked to the bedside.

He looked helplessly at his father on the bed with a determined expression on his face.

"Father!" Xiao Han didn't want to leave the room with his butt naked, so he could only turn to his father on the bed for help.

Ling Yuncheng didn't wake up immediately.

Xiaohan had no choice but to persevere and continue: "Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad..." Xiaohan recited all the modal particles he had learned all his life.

Finally, Emperor Tian paid off, and Ling Yuncheng was woken up.

The first thing she did after waking up was to turn her head to look at Lu Lingling.

Seeing no one next to him, he looked up.

"Father! The trousers fell off..." Xiaohan was too non-existent.

If he hadn't continued talking, Ling Yuncheng wouldn't have known where the voice that woke him up just now came from.

Xiaohan was too short, standing by the bed, Ling Yuncheng was lying down, his head could not be seen at all.

little man.

After hearing his son's clear voice, Ling Yuncheng turned sideways, sat by the bed, and looked at the child on the ground.

What is this picture in the morning?
"Why did you take off your trousers? You don't have to wear a shirt, but you have to wear trousers, or you'll be a hooligan!" Ling Yuncheng didn't know what happened, but thinking that his son didn't like to wear clothes, he thought that Xiaohan took off his trousers. willing to wear.

"The trousers are falling off!" Xiaohan continued to explain patiently.

It's not that he doesn't want to wear it, it's that the pants don't fit.

Ling Yuncheng originally planned to lift up his pants for him, but after hearing Xiaohan's tone and expression, he understood what the little guy meant.

So, don't mention it to him.

"Pull it up by yourself."

How embarrassing for a little man who can't even lift his pants.

Ling Yuncheng wants to train Xiaohan, starting today, learn to lift his pants.

"I can't pull it up..." Xiaohan reached out and touched the bottom of his trousers, but he didn't exert any force at all.

Just too lazy to bend down, although he is so small and has no waist.

"You didn't pull it, of course you can't do it...keep pulling it." Ling Yuncheng had some headaches at first, but now that he was facing his son, his attention was diverted.

"No!" Xiaohan yelled, his little eyebrows were furrowed, very domineering.

"Are you pulling?" Ling Yuncheng didn't fear him at all.

Daughters are meant to be pampered, but sons are not!
Even if Ling Yuncheng was a little bit aggressive towards Xiaohan and a little bit bad, that's justified!
The father and son stared at each other. In the end, Xiaohan turned around angrily, planning to find his mother to pull him naked.

"Mother……"

"Come back!" Ling Yuncheng quickly turned over and got off the bed, and caught Xiaohan back.

On one side, Xiaohan was forced to lift his pants by Ling Yuncheng in pain, on the other side, Zhuanzuan was reprimanded by Lu Lingling with tears in his eyes.

It turns out that this balloon is not playable.

In short, today is the good day for the siblings.

Lu Lingling returned to the bedroom after teaching Zuanzuan, and looked at the father and son who were fighting on the bed, thinking that Xiaohan woke up Ling Yuncheng to sleep.

So I walked over to take Xiaohan away.

"Xiaohan, Dad is very tired and needs to rest. Go and play with sister." Lu Lingling hugged Xiaohan directly and left the bedroom.

When Lu Lingling returned to the room, Ling Yuncheng had already woken up.

"Does your head still hurt?" Lu Lingling followed her to the bathroom.

"Yeah. Just now my son wanted me to put on his pants, but I didn't agree. My son is very wronged. Am I bad?" Ling Yuncheng thought of Xiaohan's face, feeling a little distressed.

But no regrets.

A life that is too smooth sailing cannot hone his character.

(End of this chapter)

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