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"Daddy, why is your Dingding so hot?"

"Nonsense, as small as you, can you still be born?" Song's father is very satisfied with his majesty.

“…… I was born in Mommy's stomach The implication is that it has nothing to do with dad.

"Well, dad put you in Mommy's stomach."

"Eh? How can it be stuffed? "

"You'll know when you grow up."

"Can I plug it when I grow up?" Xiaobaozi is more curious, dad is a man, he is also a man, and he can certainly squeeze out a cute xiaobaozi like himself.

"Then you have to find a wife first." How to plug without a wife?

"Can't you find a little sister?"

"No way!" Someone has a black face. Smelly boy, I want to find my little sister. How many women can I find in the railway when I grow up?

"You have to find a wife?" Xiaobaozi is very aggrieved. People only like Xiaomei

"Smelly boy, how dare you look for me?"

"All right!"

Song Qingcheng stood at the door, unable to laugh or cry. Especially when she heard that baozi wanted to find a little sister, she almost burst out laughing.

But

Is song's father giving children universal education courses ahead of time?

Is it too early?!

So, this question has to stop.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Mommy song, is that you?" The sweet voice of the bun came.

“……” Who else can we have without her? This family also can't find a fourth person, "bath towel I hang on the door for you, take it by yourself."

Song Qingcheng then retreated.

Feeling that they were almost ready to wash, she was outside to observe when they would come out; when they came out, she immediately hid in the kitchen to avoid bumping into them.

……

On the other side.

Ji Zhengting took a good bath and came out with his children wrapped in bath towel.

Because the bath towels at home are all used by song Qingcheng and children, so they are all lovely wind, the color is pink and blue, and the size is small.

at the moment, Piggy's blue bath towel is surrounded by a man's strong rocker. It's not funny.

Song Qingcheng is hiding in the kitchen, looking at them. But The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the bath towel on someone's waist might fall off at any time

Before this idea came down, I saw someone's bath towel slip down his waist

Song Qingcheng gasped and covered his mouth for fear of being heard. A pair of fist like eyes are staring at someone's perfect texture lines And

Hot eyes!

It's so hot!

When she came back, her heart was still beating.

She won't have corns tomorrow, will she?

Ji Zhengting didn't react much when his bath towel fell on the ground, because it was what he expected. However, a strange voice, let his feet pause.

Yu Guang at the end of his eyes glanced in the direction of the kitchen. The kitchen light didn't turn on, but with the light shining in from outside, you can see a shadow.

Song Qingcheng's angle, you can see the people outside, see him standing still, breathing screen.

Did he find himself peeping?

If so

Song Qingcheng, you can really open the window and jump down!

Just as she was about to go crazy, the people outside the door disappeared.

Huh?

Is she thinking too much?

She was a little uneasy. She went out to have a look and made sure that someone had gone in before she dared to come out. But don't want to, just came out, a breath just relaxed half, the room darted out of the personal shadow.

She shrank back in with fright.

"Mommy, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Xiaobaozi stood there blinking and asked her.

“……” Song Qingcheng trembled at the corner of his mouth when asked, "er Look at the boiling water, Mommy The little guy, as if afraid that his father didn't know she had just peeked in the kitchen, asked so loudly.

Really don't live!

"Oh." Xiaobaozi didn't think much and believed, "then Mommy should take a bath quickly. I'll wait for you to sleep with Daddy."

"No, you go to bed first. I have some clothes to wash." Song Qingcheng makes excuses. If she sleeps with their father and son, she won't be able to sleep that night.

"Isn't there a washing machine?"

"The washing machine is a waste of water." Song Qingcheng continued to make excuses. When did this little bun talk so much?!

"Well, Mommy is really mean."

“……” It's just that I'm going to live, OK?

But now she's making excuses.

……

Song Qingcheng dawdles, hoping that when she comes out of the bath, the big one and the small one on the bed have already slept as well as the two pigs.She looked at the time.

Well, it's been an hour. The room seems to be quiet for a while. I must have fallen asleep.

She stretched, yawned and was sleepy.

Turn off the light outside and walk slowly towards the room. Fearing that she would startle the people inside, she stepped very lightly.

Open the door

"Mommy, why did you wash so long?" Xiaobaozi saw her at the door and sat up from the bed. Next to him, the man leans on the head of the bed, holding a story book in his hand, and his eyes are also cast.

“……” What happened? Song Qingcheng was confused for a long time, "you Why haven't you slept yet? "

It's clear that there is nothing at all.

"Waiting for mommy to sleep, of course." Xiaobaozi lifted the quilt and patted on the empty position in the middle, "Mommy sleeps in the middle today. I'm more protective of Mommy than dad. "

Song Qingcheng wants his eyes to disappear.

Sleeping in a bed with him has already made her crazy enough, and let her sleep in the middle Sleep next to him

God, she's going crazy!

"No, no, no, I'll just sleep on the sofa outside." After that, song Qingcheng rushed to close the door again.

However, before she could close the door, Baozi had already said, "sleep on the sofa, and Daddy would take Mommy back. Mommy just wants daddy to hold her, right? "

Little baozi, like an ancient spirit, pointed at her badly.

Song Qingcheng was really wronged. Who wants him to bring himself back? Who wants a hug?

"This bed is too small to squeeze so many people. I still like to sleep on the sofa." Song Qingcheng later realized that he had to find a thick dress to change the sofa, otherwise he would be frozen.

"But Mommy slept soundly last time. She couldn't wake up." Baozi, it's a fight with mommy song.

“……” Smelly boy, your mother has a grudge against you?!

Song Qingcheng stares at his son. But found that someone is determined by themselves, and What's that look in his eyes?

Provocation? Scorn?

Think she's afraid to go to bed?

Yes, that's what it means!

Song Qingcheng bit his lip, pulled up the wardrobe, went to the bed, pinched his waist with both hands and said to the steamed stuffed bun, "song, are you sure you want to sleep outside?"