The funniest time-travel in history: 囧囧's time-travel life

Chapter 91 Ouyang Shu was a color embryo when he was a child (3)

——Shu'er, look, how beautiful the flowers bloom!If Aunt Yan gave birth to a daughter in the future, she would definitely bring her to enjoy the flowers.

He didn't have time to say yes.

Thoughts are in a trance, another scene has been changed.

This time it was in a secluded mansion.

——Aunt Yan, what are you doing?
He saw a little boy with a face very similar to his own naughtily pushing away from the woman's room, and the woman who was taking a bath widened her almond eyes and turned her head. Seeing him, he was immediately relieved, but her face was as red as the dusk Caixia is flying.

——Shu'er, be good, Aunt Yan is washing her body, so Shu'er quickly close the door and go out.

The little boy didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all. Hearing that Aunt Yan, who had always been the gentlest and closest to him, drove him away, her pink lips were pouted for a long time. She refused to let him get close, but he insisted on getting close.

After closing the door, Da Jiji walked towards the naked woman clinging to the bathtub.

——Does Aunt Yan not like seeing Shu'er?
Seeing the woman shaking her head in denial, she calmed down, but still asked with a sullen face, ——Why did Aunt Yan chase Shuer away?

Hearing this, the woman couldn't laugh or cry.

Thinking that he is still young, I don't know how to explain to him the reason why men and women are different, and I also feel that this is not the right time to tell him this reason, hey, the arrogant child who has been spoiled since childhood, Anyway, I came in, so I didn't chase him away anymore, so I put on a soft face and coaxed - Aunt Yan is washing her body, there is Shuer here, it is inconvenient for Aunt Yan, Shuer is good, go to the side first, Aunt Yan washes her body. Well, let's play with Shu'er again, okay?

The little boy didn't know that the woman was shy, he just felt that the woman's face was delicate and pink, and she was many times prettier than usual.

Not convinced.

Not reconciled.

Imitating his father's usual serious look, with his arms folded, he looked down at the woman from above, he looked like an adult, but lacked confidence, but after a while, his heart softened under her embarrassing and pleading face.

Turning his head, he pointed to the chair beside him and said - I will sit there and wait for you.

——Good, good, good.

The woman looked excited as if she had been pardoned, one hand tightly grasped the edge of the bath bucket, three times in a row, and did not take a bath, the other hand stretched high, and reached for the direction of the screen.

Unexpectedly, the boy suddenly looked back and saw her struggling, so he stomped back without saying a word. Although he was short, he was more than enough to hold the robe hanging on the screen.

(End of this chapter)