Seeing the father and son making a fuss while taking a shower, Mu Wanqing leaned against the doorframe, feeling a thousand kinds of feelings in her heart, but the clearest one was satisfaction.
She had never seen her son so naughty. He sat in the bathtub and splashed water on Yang Mufan. Then Yang Mufan got angry and reached out to tickle him. He giggled non-stop, his eyes filled with joy.
They both smiled. In the past, when she helped him bathe, he was afraid of causing trouble to her, so he was always well-behaved.
How could it be like now?
The bathroom was filled with laughter and laughter.
Happiness and joy, like sadness, are contagious.
At this moment, Mu Wanqing deeply realized how happy her son was, everything a child should have.
And she had to praise: Yang Mufan is really good at taking care of others.
Perhaps it has something to do with his childhood experience, so he is not like a rich and noble man like Nan Juefeng, who is so rich that he knows nothing but women, sports cars, and work.
He took good care of An An, meticulously, skillfully and comprehensively.
Very careful and meticulous.
"Yang Mu'an, let me tell you, it's enough to make a fuss, just mean it, and you splashed water all over me. Isn't that a lack of practice?!" Yang Mufan wiped the water on his face and said angrily.
explain.
Yang Muan, who was sitting naked in the bathtub, was not at all frightened by the threats. With her small hands, she still stroked the water vigorously and splashed Yang Mufan on her body.
Every time I see my uncle being so drunk that he can't open his eyes, his laughter is extremely loud.
Yang Mufan got angry, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped directly into the bathtub without even taking off his slippers: a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and poured water on Yang Muan desperately.
Mu Wanqing stood by the door, watching the father and son splashing around, covering the entire floor with water, snow-white foam, the walls, and the ceiling.
She couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
The son is acting up, why does Yang Mufan behave like a child?!
When they had fun, she became miserable.
She could already imagine how miserable she was kneeling on the ground, wiping the floor and walls with a rag.
Let them play for a while, Mu Wanqing jumped out to stop them: "Okay, An'an, don't make trouble with uncle, wash off the bubbles on your body quickly, and then put on clothes. Don't catch a cold."
Mu Wanqing walked in, took the shower and started to rinse her son.
Yang Mu'an, who was having fun, jumped out of the bathtub with her butt naked, and then hugged Mu Wanqing's thigh with a smile.
Mu Wanqing avoided it with agility and scolded: "Yang Mu'an, mom tells you: that's enough. Your uncle is covered in water, and now you want to get mom wet, right?! You little scoundrel, just stand still."
, don’t move. You have soiled mom’s clothes, but you have to wash them yourself.”
When Yang Muan heard that he was asked to wash his clothes, he didn't dare to make a fuss. He immediately stood upright and let his mother take a shower for him.
