"Bah, bah, bah~, when did our little baby wake up?"
First, he gave his baby a burst of love, then Chenghao stretched himself out and sat up, raised his hand to wipe the saliva on his face with his sleeve, and smiled as he held little Chengen, who was half a year old and could sit on his own, with a smile.
He picked her up and put her on the big bed.
Although he can already sit firmly on his own, our little Chengen obviously doesn't want to sit because it is boring and not fun at all.
So she slowly fell down in the direction of her father, struggled to hold up her upper body with her two little hands, and stared at her calves randomly, as if she wanted to get closer to her father.
But it's a pity that she can't do it because her short, fleshy legs don't have enough strength to support her crawling.
Although he couldn't climb, the smart little Cheng'en simply lay down and slowly rolled towards his father in difficult circles.
"That's great." Chenghao picked up the thermos cup beside the bed and was pouring milk. He happened to see his daughter rolling over smartly and couldn't help but praise him happily.
But in order to let the little guy get more exercise, he put down the bottle and stretched out his devil's hand.
Just when little Cheng'en was struggling to hold up his little body because he rolled next to his father, and wanted to open his cute little mouth and smile at his father, Chenghao had already picked up the little guy again and put the little guy
Put it back in its original place.
He thought it was his father playing with him. This time, our smart little Cheng'en became more skillful in rolling, and he rolled next to his father in a short while.
"Come again." Chenghao encouraged him as he placed his precious daughter back in her place again.
Continuing to roll, little Chengen came to his father's side again.
"Come again." He put the little guy back in his place again, and Chenghao looked at his baby with a smile on his face, looking forward to the little guy coming next time.
But this time, little Cheng'en did not roll towards his father. Instead, he raised his little head. After looking at his father for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth in aggrieved manner.
Obviously, the little guy finally realized at this time that his father was not playing with him, but he disliked him (?_?)...
"Uh, little Chengen, don't cry, daddy will hug you."
Seeing his daughter puckering her mouth in aggrievedness, something seemed to be wrong. Chenghao hurriedly put down the bottle and reached out to hug the little one.
After being picked up by his father, little Cheng'en's aggrieved look disappeared. Only then did the clouds turn and the sky cleared. Only then did his cute little face show a happy smile again.
"Okay, give it to our little Cheng'en."
Seeing that his precious daughter was back to being happy, Chenghao placed the little one on the big bed next to him again.
After testing the temperature, he put the bottle in the little guy's hand. He lay down again, took out his phone and played the "Alphabet" short video.
After getting the bottle, little Cheng'en couldn't wait to open her mouth, put the pacifier into her mouth, and while sucking, she kicked her white and tender feet dishonestly on her father's body.
"This guy is so funny."
While Chenghao was watching the funny video of Chinese H people in the video, he grabbed his daughter's little foot that was kicking on his chest, put it on his face, rubbed it, and kissed it again.
Facing his father's kiss, little Cheng'en retracted his little feet in a ticklish manner, freed up one of his little hands, and while holding the bottle to suck milk, he lifted up his little feet and started playing by himself.
Perhaps because he was too tired, or perhaps because he didn't want to play anymore, Xiao Chengen let go of his little hand holding the little foot, and with a "pop~", he slapped the little foot hard on his father's face.
The sudden attack caught Chenghao off guard while he was writing letters.
"Hiss~."
Raising his hand to touch the face that was photographed by the little feet, Chenghao retaliated by grabbing his daughter's white and tender little feet, opened his mouth and bit them gently twice.
Sure enough, under his father's retaliatory attack, little Cheng'en was so ticklish that he quickly retracted his little feet.
However, the good times did not last long. Not long after, that naughty little foot with no long memory was unknowingly placed on his father's face, and he kept staring at it as if provoking.
Being provoked by his daughter's little feet, Chenghao originally thought of ignoring it and continuing to watch the alphabet video, but suddenly he felt a slight sting on his face.
"Hey~, our little Cheng'en seems to need his nails trimmed."
Putting the phone aside, Chenghao sat up, stretched out his hands to hold his precious daughter's two little feet, looked down carefully, then put the little feet back on the bed, stood up and walked out of the bed, quickly
He came back with a child's nail clipper.
Squatting beside the bed, Chenghao lay his upper body on the bed, found a piece of his own clothes and spread it under his little feet. Taking advantage of his little Chengen's time to eat milk, he carefully held the naughty little feet and began to give the little one a hand in earnest.
Cut your nails.
Although the little guy was very uncooperative because he was ticklish, Chenghao finally completed the task carefully after spending a quarter of an hour.
At this time, the little guy just finished eating the milk and threw the bottle aside. The energetic little Cheng'en started rolling and playing alone on the big bed.
He would just raise his little head from time to time, open his beautiful big eyes, and take a look at his father. After making sure that his father was still there, he would continue to play with himself.
"Our little Cheng'en will play on the bed for a while while daddy goes to wash up and tidy up."
After picking up the bottle, Chenghao climbed onto the bed and looked down at his giggling daughter. After giving serious instructions, he kissed the little one and quickly got out of bed and walked towards the bedroom bathroom.
After soaking the bottle in hot water, Chenghao picked up his toothbrush and started to wash himself.
While he was washing, he didn't dare to close the door because he was afraid that his daughter wouldn't see him cry. From time to time, he would poke his head out and call out to his daughter so that little Cheng'en could see his father.
By the way, you can also take a look at the situation of your daughter. As long as the little guy rolls to the edge of the bed and shows signs of falling off the bed, he will quickly step forward and put the little guy back in the middle of the big bed. Only then will he return to the bed.
Continue washing in the bathroom.
In this way, after going back and forth several times, Chenghao finally finished washing up. After wiping off the water stains on his face, he walked out of the bathroom refreshed.
At this moment, the phone on the bed started to vibrate.
Returning to the bedside, looking at his daughter who unknowingly rolled to the bed again, Chenghao simply picked her up and put her in his arms. Then he picked up the phone next to him and pressed the button with a smile on his face.
Answer key.
"Ding dong! At eight o'clock in the morning Seoul time, respected Mr. Seung, artist IU is here to pick you up for work."
As soon as the call was connected, Zhien's funny, but still "unique" and pleasant voice came from the phone.