Prime Minister's Farming Wife

Not to mention the name of Fu Jun, fuduoduo felt that the child was very ill, and even jiutoujiao came out.

"How to fall into the devil's land? How did the nine headed Jiaos almost eat it? " She said with a smile.

Speaking Kung Fu, the maids have poured the hot water into the bath bucket. Fuduo takes him into the bath bucket, tries the water temperature, and thinks it's almost the same, so he puts him in.

As soon as xiaobaozi entered the warm bath bucket, he immediately narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Alas..." He sighed a long time, and his face was very serious. "Mother, you don't know and it's not surprising that you haven't been back for so many years. Now the devil's land is in a mess. The nine headed Jiaos guarding the entrance of the devil's land are even more arrogant. Most of the other people who break into the devil's land will be eaten by it."

Fuduo felt like listening to the story, nodded, "Oh, so powerful."

"Yes, who let it get the love of my uncle? If I hadn't reported to my family and attracted the protection of experts, it would be a piece of shit of jiutoujiao now!" Xiaobaozi breathed and slapped on the water.

Fuduoduo couldn't help laughing again, and his face was splashed with some water, which was very good-looking.

She pinched the pretty tip of her nose and said in a soft voice, "children's talk should be civilized. What kind of shit can't be mentioned, you know?"

“……” Small steamed stuffed bun congealed eyebrows to think next, nod, "got it."

"Well, that's right." Fuduo has little in mind.

In the small room, there was a dense mist. Fuduo carefully bathed the little guy, and he fell a lot of Mud.

"Good guy, how long has it been since I took a bath..." Fortune make complaints about mud and Tucao.

Xiaobaozi: "several years."

Fuduo gave him the action of rubbing mud. He couldn't help but stare, "how long?"

"It must have been years." "It doesn't matter," xiaobaozi replied, "anyway, I haven't taken a bath since I came out to find you."

Fuduoduo

When she didn't say hello.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the moon is gradually hidden in the dark clouds, the originally bright earth is gradually darkened a little, it seems more quiet.

Fuduo took the pajama guy out of the room, "steamed stuffed bun, be careful of the threshold."

Xiaobaozi raised his foot and crossed the threshold.

Just washed the little guy is more white and tender than when he first saw him, a pair of grape like black eyes dribble around, soft hair spread behind his head, and his body is also fragrant, like a white and lovely porcelain doll.

A figure stood in the courtyard.

Fuduoduo narrowed his eyes. He could not help laughing. "Why are you still standing here?"

"Waiting for you." Shen Xu answered in a low voice.

When he answered Fuduo's words, he raised his foot and walked towards Fuduo, casting his deep and unpredictable eyes on the little man led by Fuduo.

Baozi looks up at Shen Xu.

Xu is the reason why Shen Xu reprimanded him. With a trace of respect in his eyes, he really looks like a son who was beaten by Laozi.

"Father." Small steamed stuffed bun see Shen Xu has been staring at him, Nuo Nuo called a sentence.

This voice, father, is to please as much as possible.

Shen Xu's face was a little serious, and he couldn't see any emotion. His jaw line collapsed into a straight line. He nodded his head and said, "HMM

Fuduoduo

Well, this man really takes him as the father of steamed stuffed bun.