When Chengcheng saw her pretending to be stupid and still happy, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Why is this boy so naughty tonight?
"Dad, dad..."
Chengcheng suddenly looked towards the door, and when she saw Fu Yanye at the door, he looked like he was about to cry with a sullen face. After a few seconds, he suddenly danced and said the word like a machine gun in his mouth.
Zhuo Jian followed his line of sight and saw Fu Yanye lowering his head and kicking the trash can to the wall, and said, "I'm afraid you'll use it at night."
"Oh, thank you."
Zhuo Jian said blankly, and then looked at her son a little uncomfortably.
"Dad, dad..."
Chengcheng started beeping again and spitting out.
Zhuo Jian thought about the time when he called daddy, and she couldn't help but look at his butt again. It must not be the case this time. She subconsciously sniffed again. Of course, it was a very polite kind, and she didn't smell it.
You can breathe a sigh of relief after tasting it.
Fu Yanye came over and asked her, "Why isn't he sleeping yet?"
"Maybe it's because I slept too much during the day."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye looked down at her: "Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? Isn't it okay to accompany him like this?"
"It doesn't matter."
Zhuo Jian waved a bell in front of his eyes, grabbing his attention.
Chengcheng stared at her again and reached out to grab the bell in her hand. She put it back slightly, but Chengcheng not only couldn't catch it, but also knocked it forward directly onto the bed.
Zhuo Jian was startled, but when she saw that he was still laughing, she immediately started laughing too: "Baby, you are very naughty."
baby?
snort!
Fu Yanye was listening to the soft and waxy baby, you are so naughty, and felt that he was only angry.
Chengcheng raised her head to look at Fu Yanye again, and tried to raise her hands, but failed.
After Zhuo Jian found out that her son wanted to find him, she felt a little lonely, but she still couldn't help but look up at him: "My son seems to want to be hugged by you."
Fu Yanye glanced at Chengcheng with disgust, then looked down at her: "How about I go give him a bath?"
"ah?"
"Let's go."
Fu Yanye said and lifted him up from the bed.
Children should dislike that posture very much, but Chengcheng doesn't. Her two little feet touch each other, her toes are bent, and she can do whatever he wants.
In the end, it was even better to put it in the water. I was so happy.
There are many little yellow ducks and colorful toys in the water.
As soon as the child entered the water, he seemed to be much more energetic.
Fu Yanye stood next to the bathtub and watched him play, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuo Jian frowned unconsciously. Could it be that he disliked that his son had just defecated, so he took him into the bathtub and soaked him?
this......
Zhuo Jian gave him a look that she couldn't stand. It wasn't until he washed Chengcheng clean and wrapped him in a bath towel that she took him out.
At that time, she thought to herself, it was really too exaggerated. It was not like he didn't want to take a shower every time, so why would he dislike a little angel on earth?
Later, she lay down in it and coaxed her. She wanted Chengcheng to lie down too, and she fell asleep just as she lay down.
But Chengcheng didn't. Fu Yanye knelt down by the bed to play with him. He became more and more excited and was not sleepy at all. Zhuo Jian, on the other hand, still held a bell in his hand and hit his eyelids several times, just like that
Fell asleep.
Chengcheng turned to look at her, and then couldn't help but look at Fu Yanye again and muttered: "Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma"
