Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Little Tang Mu hugged him from behind. The little man could only hold his legs, so he stuck behind him and said in a small voice, "brother, you helped me take off before."

She wanted to cheat: "the baby won't."

He ignored her, drained the water and sat by the bathtub.

Xiao Tang Mu flattened his mouth and wanted to cry. Although she fooled around with him, she knew his temper. At this time, she didn't dare to do anything more.

He took off his clothes, jumped down with a big head and small body, and deliberately splashed some water on him. It was a small revenge.

How could he not know her little thought?

Tang Nianchen picked up the bath and deliberately used some strength to rub it for her. Xiao Tang Mu cried, "pain, pain... Help..."

"Are you splashing?" He reached out and pinched her little face and pulled it out

Xiao Tang Mu was pulled to wail by him and shouted, "Oh... I don't dare..."

He just let it go. He took a good bath for her, and she was obedient. In a moment, she leaned over to him, rubbed her little head on his arm, and gently called her brother.

His heart was soft. He touched her little head and felt that he was taking his daughter.

After a while, his face changed, "P shares come here and wash clean."

She was obedient. The noble young master Tang was doing the work of waiting on people, but her heart was soft.

He thought that if she didn't grow up well, he could spoil her all the time without facing all kinds of subtle changes in their relationship.

He can't imagine her growing into a big girl. He has to help her take a bath and coax her to sleep. He refuses in his heart. Now, it's just right.

The little guy looked up at him with a small face and a small voice. "It's ready."

He was a little absent-minded. Then he wiped the little girl's body and kissed her, "take you back."

He dressed her in a white bathrobe with a baby elephant, changed himself into a pure white one, and cleaned up his bedroom and bathroom. He likes to be meticulous.

Lying in bed, the little man took the initiative to climb up to him. His small head was placed on his shoulder. He reached out and touched it. In his other hand, he took a fairy tale book and opened it to her. Although it was childish, Tang Mu narrowed his eyes every time he listened, as if he enjoyed it.

He thought, little girls probably like it!

Later, he knew that Tang Mu didn't like it, but he liked watching her listen to stories, watching the little stars in her eyes, watching her laugh, and the way she depended on herself.

Later, he no longer had her on his shoulder. When he saw her, she no longer smiled at him and no longer called him brother. When he became brother Nianchen, he felt some pain in his heart. He wanted her to take the stethoscope to him again to hear if he was ill, but at that time, she was no longer the little girl who put her toys in his bedroom.

"Did the princess and the prince finally get together?" Xiao Tang Mu half squinted and asked softly.

He smiled and closed the book: "yes, go to bed. It's late."

"No!" Her little body moved to this side: "brother, you talk for a while, I want to hear Cinderella..."

He smiled: "I've heard it more than ten times. Do you still want to hear it?"

For a long time, she didn't respond. He bowed his head and laughed. The little girl who wanted to listen to the story had fallen asleep, fragrant and drooling at the corners of her mouth