Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

Sang Shijun's figure is really good to burst!

Think for a while, she will lie down on the shoulder of this strong body, Xia Bing's lip corners unconsciously show a smile.

You can't blame her for taking advantage of the tofu delivered to your door.

Xia Bing laughs in the heart for a while, which is ready to prepare for the game.

As soon as the host's voice started, Xia Bing fished a ping-pong ball from the frame, and then ran to Sang Shijun quickly and jumped on his shoulder.

Sang Shijun is very calm. Although he is walking fast in the water, his steps are not disordered at all. He is holding Xia Bing's arms, and his muscles are tight and strong.

Table tennis is very slippery, holding a little bit of force, there are a few squeezed out of the middle, fell into the pool.

The rule is that table tennis balls that fall into the pool cannot be picked up. Xia Bing can only sigh with regret.

To the opposite side of the pool, Xia Yanyou picked it up from Xia Bing's hand. Because his hand was too small, he dropped several table tennis balls.

Xia Bing's heart is a pity.

However, she was relieved to see that other families were no better than them.

Sang Shijun's eyes sank. When he came over with Xia Bing on his back again, he said, "Yan you, use your hat to install it."

Xia Bing's eyes suddenly brightened.

Yeah, the host didn't say you can't use tools.

She said excitedly, "yes, Yanyou, take off your hat and I'll put table tennis in your hat."

Xia Yanyou quickly took off his hat. In the big hat, Xia Bing's ping-pong ball was filled, and more than half of it was empty.

Back to the shore with table tennis, sang Shijun said to Xia Bing again: "use your skirt to install, can install more."

"Skirt?" Xia Bing Zheng Zheng Zheng, drooping eyes to see the skirt of the knee.

I have to say that the skirt of this swimsuit is really big. It's OK to use it to hold table tennis. At the moment of competition, it's not about being shy.

She believes that sang Shijun is also dedicated to the game, and has no other thoughts.

It's just

"How can you carry me with a skirt?"

"You'll know if you put it on."

Competition time is racing against time, Xia Bing has no spare time to ask sang Shijun.

With her trust in him, she spread out her skirt, packed dozens of table tennis balls in it, wrapped them up quickly, and then ran towards sang Shijun.

Before standing firm, sang Shijun grabbed her arm and held her up!

Xia Bing exclaimed and hugged the table tennis ball in her skirt.

By the time she regained consciousness, sang Shijun had already walked half of the swimming pool track.

It's more difficult to hold her horizontally than to carry her on her back.

Xia Bing is a little worried. In case he doesn't have the strength to release his hand, all the ping-pong balls he took this time will have to be invalid. He has to go back and take the ball again.

But she soon found out that she was really worried about unnecessary.

Sang Shijun's strong muscles are not in vain.

He played steadily, holding Xia Bing to the other side of the pool. Xia Bing quickly poured all the table tennis balls in her skirt into Xia Yanyou's hat.

This time, I can stand up to others several times.

Other families see it, and they copy it.

But no one has sang Shijun's strength.

They either couldn't walk halfway and let their wife fall into the swimming pool, or they just walked on and said nothing next time.

Only sang Shijun, holding Xia Bing in his arms during the whole process, is very stable.