"Mother."

Xiaobao had just taken a bath. He probably just wiped it casually and then slipped over. His white and chubby little body was only wearing a pair of cartoon underwear and a big fluffy blanket, which was tightly covered by two little hands.

Holding it, he ran in with his short legs.

Su Yue smiled, hugged him with a blanket, sat on the bed and wiped his hair: "Why don't you let daddy wipe your hair? You'll catch a cold."

Xiaobao sat in his mother's arms, holding his head high and squinting his eyes in enjoyment, smiling: "Let mom wipe it for me, and I want to sleep with mom."

"You are four years old and you still sleep with your mother. Are you ashamed?" Su Yue pinched his little face in a funny way.

Xiaobao snorted and pouted: "I'm not shy. I'm still young. Little Fatty is already six years old, and he still sleeps with his parents."

Xiaopang is his deskmate, the grandson of the political commissar Zhang’s family next door, and he usually plays the best with Xiaobao.

"Really." Su Yue held back her laughter and teased him with a surprised look.

"Really." Xiaobao nodded firmly, then covered his mouth and smiled secretly as if he remembered something, then leaned into Su Yue's ear and whispered: "Mom, let me tell you a secret, you can't

Tell others."

Su Yue raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice like him: "What's the secret? Mom promises not to tell anyone else."

Xiaobao stood up, put his arms around Su Yue's neck, and betrayed his teammates without hesitation: "Mom, let me tell you, Xiaopang is still drawing maps. I went to Grandpa Zhang's house to play, and I saw it all. Xiaobao

There is such a big area on the quilt.”

Drawing a map is, in layman's terms, bed-wetting.

Su Yue couldn't help but laugh, and patted his fleshy butt. She was not going to discuss the matter of the chubby bed-wetting with him. Children also want to save face.

She opened the quilt, put the naked little guy under the quilt, and said softly: "Okay, tomorrow mommy will take you out to play with your old man and grandpa. Go to sleep."

Xiaobao didn't want to sleep. He was very happy tonight. He held Su Yue's hand and kept blinking his eyes and said: "Mom, you haven't told me a story yet."

Su Yue had no choice but to take a storybook from the bedside table and read it to him. Maybe her voice had a good hypnotic effect. Only halfway through the story, the little guy became confused. He opened his mouth and yawned slowly, holding his hands.

The grip on Su Yue's clothes also loosened.

Su Yue smiled, closed the book, leaned forward and kissed his plump forehead, saying softly: "Go to sleep, baby, mom and dad will stay with you."

Early next morning

Early in the morning, Su Yue's standard biological clock woke her up on time, covered her son with the quilt that he had kicked off, and went out for a run with Wei Heng.

There was a light rain in the first half of last night, and it pattered on the windows. It was quite effective in helping me sleep, but it stopped in the second half of the night. Now when I opened the door, the moist air rushed in.

Su Yue was excited and couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on her arms. After the autumn rain and the cold, this time the light rain fell, and the cold air was coming.

"Wait a minute, put on a coat." Although he knew that Su Yue had special abilities, and the air-conditioning was nothing to Su Yue, Wei Heng still turned around and took two or two steps up the stairs with his long legs.

Su Yue didn't have time to stop him. After a while, Wei Heng came down with a thin shirt and jacket and helped Su Yue put it on without any explanation.
Chapter completed!