Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Huo Hanxiao, "..."

Looking at the cute little guy in my arms, I was not angry at all.

But looking at the wet clothes, Huo Hanxiao is speechless.

"Little bastard, you are so drooling It's really your mother's

Jiang Fanxing, "..."

"How can you make your face full of saliva?" Looking at his little son actually called his face saliva, Huo Hanxiao although some can't laugh or cry, but also feel very funny.

He had never brought such a small child. He thought it would be very hard, but he never thought it would be so interesting.

Although hard, but very happy.

In front of this small, soft lump, lying on his body, gnawing his fingers, even peed himself, he felt very happy.

The little star has no fear, stretched out the little finger to clap heavily on father's face.

But this is the most powerful point. Huo Hanxiao said that it is insignificant.

"Little bastard, you're the only one who dares to hit dad in the face like this." He pinched his face.

little guy is as like as two peas.

Huo Hanxiao's heart is surrounded by honey.

Jiang Fanxing holds xiaoxingchen, "xiaoxingchen, dad is angry."

Xiaoxingchen just blinks his big eyes and continues to spit bubbles. He seems to like this little action very much. When he is alone, he will spit constantly. After spitting, he will wipe his face with his hand.

Xiaoxingkong disliked him several times and wanted to correct his bad habit, but there was no way at all.

"Why don't you kiss dad? Mom tells you, when dad is angry, just give him a kiss. "

Huo Hanxiao was going to change clothes. After hearing Jiang Fanxing's words, he stopped and put his cheek together. "Come on, kiss dad."

Xiaoxingchen didn't know if he understood. He first flattened his mouth, then stretched out his soft fingers and patted his father's face.

Huo Hanxiao immediately made a very angry appearance, ferocious, "kiss your father quickly, or your father will beat your ass."

Small star blinked big eyes, staring at Dad's handsome face for a few seconds, then turned his head and buried his face in his mother's neck nest, leaving a butt to his father.

Huo Hanxiao chuckled, "little villain."

Poop, poop, poop.

Huo Hanxiao, "..."

Jiang Fanxing's eyes curved with a smile, "Oh, our little star stinks."

Little star doesn't understand, but she is very happy.

In my mother's arms, shaking two small arms.

The little bell on my arm makes the sound of a bell. It's very nice.

"I'll come and change by the way." Huo Hanxiao hugs Xiaoxing and says.

"OK, change his diaper and clothes."

"Good."

Huo Hanxiao went upstairs with the little star in his arms.

After a while, the little starry sky came in again covered with mud and rushed into her mother's arms.

"Mom, mom."

"Hey, my little ancestor, what's the matter with you?"

"Mom, I just fell into the mud. I fished it out."

"Oh? When did we have a puddle in our house? " Jiang Fanxing asked.

The little guy scratched his head. "Mom, can you help me change my clothes quickly?"

"You're almost five years old. You have to change yourself."

"Oh, all right." The little guy jumped from his mother's arms and ran back to the room.

Looking at the happy figure of the little guy and the mud footprints left on the ground, the corner of Jiang Fanxing's mouth rises involuntarily.

Beloved husband, two healthy children, she feels very happy.