Airborne Baby: President Husband Lives Next Door

Fireworks are beautiful. Cheng Qingyu likes them very much.

They didn't go home until more than nine o'clock.

It's time for Xiaobu to take a bath. Lu Jingyu went to Celina's house and brought Cheng Qingyu a change of clothes.

As soon as he came to his room, Cheng Qingyu immediately held the can of milk powder on the table.

He also took his favorite toy, the original G1 version of transformer Optimus Prime in 87.

He stopped holding Xiaobao. Xiaobao ran around the house and played his favorite Frisbee.

"Do you want milk?"

Cheng Qingyu nodded: "I drink it every night."

Lu Jingyu frowned.

He can't make milk. He sees a bottle on the table.

He also noticed the transformer Optimus Prime held by Cheng Qingyu.

He was so impressed with Optimus Prime that he couldn't forget it all his life.

Suddenly, Lu Jingyu couldn't help but have sad memories in his mind.

In an instant, his heart also wrenched.

He also has an original G1 version of transformers Optimus Prime in '87, but it's broken, rotten and can't spell it any more.

His relationship with his father will never go back.

It was his father's birthday present. It was his favorite toy and was smashed by his father himself.

It was also the first time that he saw his parents quarrel violently.

Because my father had an affair and had children with other women.

Also since then, his parents separated.

He doesn't have a complete home anymore!

……

Maybe it's because of his past, so he's very good to Cheng Qingyu.

Better than he thought.

Looking at Cheng Qingyu holding milk powder, Lu Jingyu took the bottle.

"Come on, let's go up."

"Xiaobao, gogogo!"

Cheng Qingyu called it. Xiaobao went out with them.

……

"Do you want to wash the incense for me? Can you?"

"It shouldn't be difficult for me. Try it."

Putting down the milk powder can and Optimus Prime, Cheng Qingyu followed Lu Jingyu to the bathroom.

"Your bathroom is so big, bigger than my room!"

"Take off your clothes!" Lu Jingyu opened the shower and specially pulled up his trousers.

Cheng Qingyu stood still and said, "don't you wash your hair before washing Xiangxiang? You hold me to wash."

Let him wash him?

Lu Jingyu tilted his lips.

"How do you wash if you don't take off your clothes?"

"My mommy doesn't wash my incense like this."

Ouch... I really have a lot of opinions!

Can let him help him take a bath, he has earned, but also dare to ask so much!

Lu Jingyu didn't hold him. The little guy pursed his lips. He just didn't take off his clothes.

There was a stalemate between big and small. Finally, Lu Jingyu compromised.

"Tell me, how does your mommy help you take a bath?"

"My mommy sits on a small stool and holds me to wash my hair first. I don't want water to run into my eyes and ears."

Where is there a small stool in his house?

And take a bath like this? He thought he was standing under the shower, standing and washing his head, and then took a bath.

Lu Jingyu was a little embarrassed. He still met the little one's requirements.

"Well, come here. I'll hold you and wash your hair."

Sitting by the bathtub, Lu Jingyu picked up Cheng Qingyu and washed his hair as he said.

When touching his little hands and feet, his smooth, tender and fleshy body, he inexplicably had an electric current, which was really like a father's feeling.

He really didn't have any temper on the day when he was alone with him.

……

During the day, Cheng Qingyu didn't want to stick to Mommy.

In the evening, he missed mommy so much, especially before going to bed. Even Bobby couldn't comfort him.

"I want mommy." the little guy cried.