When Jinyang was giving Bao Rui a bath, Bao Rui thought of the typo "who" in the text "I don't care about anyone" that he sent to Lin Shen at the beginning. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, so he sat in the children's bathtub.
Inside, looking at Jin Yang who was applying shampoo on his head, he asked: "Dad, there was a typo in the first WeChat message I sent to Sister Shen Shen. Do you think it will affect my feelings in Sister Shen's heart?"
impression?"
Jin Yang was already annoyed by Lin Shen tonight. Now she heard her son mention her name again, so she rubbed Bao Rui's head with her hands a little harder. The foam of the shower gel splashed everywhere, and she accidentally splashed on her face.
Touching his lips, Jin Yang frowned and said to his son in a bad tone: "I don't know."
When Bo Rui heard what Jin Yang said, he suddenly became nervous. He looked at Jin Yang's face with a particularly cautious expression: "Dad, tell me, a typo will make me deeply impressed in my sister's mind."
How much less?"
The less he wanted to hear the word "deep", the more his son kept these two words in every sentence. Jinyang's face darkened, he simply ignored his son and accelerated the action of bathing him.
Bo Rui's face was distressed and silent for a while. When Jinyang wiped his body, he couldn't help but speak again and said as if to comfort himself: "Dad, in fact, there shouldn't be many impression points lost. If it were much less
, Sister Shen Shen won’t chat with me anymore, right?”
Jin Yang swung the bath towel in his hand at the shelf beside him, picked up his son, strode out of the bathroom, walked to the bed, and threw his son onto his children's bed with a cold tone.
Said: "Bo Rui, it's time for you to sleep!"
"Dad, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you." Bo Rui was still struggling with the issue of whether the harm caused by the typo in his sister's mind was serious or not, so he continued: "Dad, you have lived longer than me.
, I know a lot of women, my brain should be more convenient here, and I will be a little smarter than me, so tell me, what should I do to improve the bad feeling my typo caused in my sister's heart?"
What does it mean to be so smart...Jin Yang snorted lightly, not bothering to argue with his son, and directly picked up the quilt.
However, Bo Rui continued to urge her like a chatterbox without mercy: "Dad, hurry up and tell me, I'm very anxious! This concerns the lifelong happiness of sister Shen Shen and I!"
Jin Yang's face completely darkened, and he glanced at Bao Rui, who was staring at his body. His lower body was as soft as a thumb. Jin Yang couldn't help but mock his son in his heart. Lifelong happiness, you can be as hard as you are.
I can’t get up, can you give it now?
"Dad, tell me!" Bo Rui continued urging impatiently.
Jin Yang was a little impatient after being urged this time. He glared at Bo Rui fiercely and said in an angry tone: "Bo Rui, regarding this kind of issue about women, I think more with my lower body than my upper body!"
Bo Rui opened his eyes wide in an instant, looked at his father, and exclaimed: "Wow, Dad, do you always use your lower body to think about problems?"
Jin Yang's face turned dark instantly, he threw the quilt on his son's body, then turned off the light switch, leaving only a sleep light, and said reprimandingly to his son: "Sleep
