Chang Mian secretly took a deep breath and met Chang Shang's eyes again, a subtle feeling quietly flowing between the two.
This feeling was really wonderful, until his chest suddenly got some water stains.
A stream of water from a small spring came over, catching him off guard.
Chang Chang suddenly opened her eyes wide, screamed, quickly put on her pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.
Chang Mian, on the other hand, sat motionless on the bed, letting his son urinate on him. The corners of his mouth were always curved, and then he patted his son on the head, "You little thing..."
"Kekeke..."
Little Cheche, who had done bad things, had no intention of repenting at all. Instead, he laughed even more happily as if his prank had succeeded.
Chang Shang walked out of the bathroom with a dry towel, supported the bed with one hand, and naturally moved over to help him wipe it. While wiping it, she looked at the cheerfully smiling little Cheche: "Naughty boy."
"Kekeke..."
Little Cheche's small red mouth was flat and she shouted happily again: "Dad...Mom..."
I don't know if he understands the meaning of the words "mom and dad". Maybe he just learned to pronounce them for the first time and found it fun, so he kept calling them over and over again.
"Did he call daddy or mommy first?"
Chang Mian suddenly asked.
Chang Chang sat quietly watching the father and son play, and thought for a while: "I think I called mom first."
"No, why did I remember to call daddy first?"
"Mom." Chang Shang thought about it again and seemed to be sure, and she was very happy about it: "He called mom first."
"No," Chang Mian frowned, "I remember he called me daddy first, and then mommy."
"It's mom."
"That's dad."
…
The two of them actually argued about this for half an hour. In the end, no one compromised. They both insisted that Che'er's first call was for him, and Che'er probably had enough sleep during the day and was crawling around on the bed.
, particularly active.
None of the three people seemed to be able to sleep tonight.
It wasn't until little Cheche was tired from playing and fell on the bed carelessly and fell asleep again that Chang Shang yawned. Chang Mian looked at his wife and then at the child: "Let's sleep too."
Too sleepy.
Chang Shang nodded.
There were three of them, with Che'er sleeping in the middle. Chang Mian naturally held his wife and children in his arms, and then turned off the lights.
Even if they close their eyes, Che'er's heavenly voice is still echoing in their minds. Even if they fall asleep, there is a smile and satisfaction on their lips that only parents can experience.
Early the next morning, little Cheche was still the first to wake up. As soon as he woke up, he would be restless on the bed, crawling around, calling his parents again, and sometimes stepping on his father's face with his little feet.
, I find it very interesting...
Chang Mian was woken up by his son, but Chang Shang slept very deeply, as if he had not had a peaceful sleep for a long time.
Chang Mian slowly carried her son to pee, then went downstairs to make a cup of milk powder for her son, adjusted the temperature and gave it to Che'er to drink.
After a lot of tossing, he carried Che'er back to the bed again, and lay quietly on his side. He took a bunch of small toys and placed them in front of Che'er to play with Che'er.
Outside the window, the early morning sunlight slipped in through the curtains, exuding warmth. From time to time, there was the sound of birds chirping, but it didn't feel noisy at all, but felt comfortable.