Chapter 44
In fact, the kid in Xia Tian was just fascinated by painting. He heard her when she knocked on the door for the first time, but since he was still naked and covered in various colors, he just painted directly on his body. The painting is the same.

He could only put away the paintings first, and then put on his clothes. When Charlene tapped the door for the fourth time, he tiptoed to open the door for her.

"Mum, you're back. What did you do? The baby thought you didn't want the baby anymore."

Without waiting for Charlene to speak, Xia Tian opened her big watery eyes, squeezed out two tears, and started to accuse first.

There were two tears on the pink and tender face, anyone who saw it would feel distressed to death, but who is Charlene, it's his mother, she knows what poop he pouts.

Charlene doesn't take that at all.

"Xia Tian, ​​come here, Mommy thinks it's necessary to have a good talk with you." Charlene walked into the room first and sat on the sofa.

"Mommy, I'm sleepy."

Xia Tian ran towards his small room as if oiling the soles of his feet.

Charlene hurriedly got up to chase, but was almost hit on the nose by the door.

"Xia-tian-tian, come out to my old lady, where did the paint on your face come from? Tell me, did you go to someone's stationery store and bought a box of 'Terrence Rembrandt' paint on credit? It's a long shot..."

Charlene was chirping outside the door, Xia Tian had already stripped herself naked, and then took a small mirror to take a look, ah, indeed, there was color on her face, she wiped it with her hands indiscriminately, and then got into bed.

He was already used to Charlene's Lion Roar, so he could sleep soundly and soundly in such a noisy environment.

Charlene's voice was almost hoarse when she shouted outside the door, but Xia Tian just turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly, and slept soundly.

"Stinky Boy"

Charlene concluded with these three words, then turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up and fell asleep.

The next morning, when the alarm rang for the first time, Charlene pressed it, and it rang again for the second time, she pressed it again, then buried her head in the quilt and continued to sleep. When the alarm rang for the third time, she Stretch out a hand from under the quilt, pick up the alarm clock, and then accurately throw the alarm clock in the shape of a dog's head into the trash can.

Now the world was finally quiet, she slept very soundly, and had a dream, but this dream was a little scary.

In fact, the dream was pretty beautiful at the beginning. She dreamed of a handsome man, a handsome man who made her drool, but she couldn't see the handsome man's face clearly. Some people might ask, since you didn't see the face, how do you know it's a beautiful man? Anyway She just felt that he was a handsome man.

The pretty boy is drawing very seriously, and what makes her most happy is that she is actually a model for the pretty boy, but she feels tired, always moving around like a monkey, and the pretty boy keeps saying: "Xiaofeng, don't move around, okay?" Okay? Really not a good model."

His voice is so magnetic, so warm, so beautiful.

But the little wind in his mouth?Who?
When Charlene was still curious, the beautiful man walked over. She was finally about to see his face clearly, so looking forward to it.

But when he approached, she actually saw a mask covering his face, she could only see his eyes as deep as swirls, and she was about to be sucked in at once.

"Ah, the masked man" Charlene exclaimed and woke up.

How could she dream of a masked man? She thought she was crazy.

(End of this chapter)

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