Please note that this time it is not a fake cry of "Uh uh". At this time, little Cheng'en has taken the initiative to crawl in front of his father, raised his little head in grievance and looked at his bad parents, crying very sadly.
"Boo~boo~boo~, what are you saying about your little guy being jealous every day? This is my husband, okay, not yours."
In front of her precious daughter, Zhien pouted her little mouth cutely and deliberately kissed her man's handsome side face three times.
"Woooo~~."
Faced with such an obvious provocative behavior from his mother, little Cheng'en sadly lay down on the big bed. He no longer made any unnecessary movements, just kept his mouth closed and cried.
With this little look, he was just preparing to save his energy and cry to her heart to express his sadness.
"It's ready, go back and wash up quickly!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity when his precious daughter was lying on the bed crying, Chenghao neatly picked up the white cotton-padded jacket at hand, and while dressing the little guy who was no longer resisting, he took the time to turn to face the little guy who was still lying on his back, leaning on it.
The woman who wanted to come down said.
"Mo! The principle of driving people away when you have finished using them doesn't work."
Zhien grabbed her man's face and pulled it, and Zhien pouted in dissatisfaction.
"Zhien, you are a mother too, why don't you come and dress the little one."
Chenghao didn't refute the use theory said by his own woman, but paused in his hand that was dressing the little guy, and looked directly at the beautiful little face so close with a gentle smile.
"I don't care anyway, hurry up and get little Enbao dressed and carry me back to the bathroom."
She tilted her head with a guilty conscience to avoid her man's gaze. Zhien moved her petite body and climbed up again, until a pair of slender short legs wrapped in pajamas, but still full of elasticity, firmly locked her man's arms.
The waist just stopped.
Suppressing the urge to carry the person on his back and take a political lesson, Chenghao simply continued to dress his little baby carefully, but his deep eyes flickered from time to time, obviously planning something.
"Huh~, okay."
Looking at the baby girl in his hands, whose cries gradually subsided, she had put on clean and beautiful clothes, and transformed into a snow elf in the cold winter of Seoul, Chenghao clapped his hands with great satisfaction.
"Honey, I'm ready."
After waiting for a long time, seeing that her man had finally taken care of his precious daughter, Zhien stretched out her little hand and pointed cutely in the direction of the bathroom, making a departure gesture.
"Na na! I got it." He responded cooperatively, a smirk flashed in Chenghao's eyes, and amidst Zhien's exclamation, he suddenly sped up and ran towards the bathroom.
Immediately afterwards, we went from crying to sobbing, but little Chengen kept his round eyes open and paid attention to the movements of his parents.
I saw my father turning around and passing the corner, just as he was about to enter the bathroom, he suddenly freed up a hand and knocked hard on the wall cabinet beside him without leaving any trace, making a crisp "Boom!" sound.
"Zhien, are you okay? You didn't knock your head!"
Anxiously, he placed Zhien on his back on the ground. With a worried and guilty look on his face, Chenghao turned around and stretched out his hand, gently rubbing the back of the head of the woman who was stunned and completely unresponsive.
"………………."
Zhien, who was still laughing at first, was immediately confused by the series of actions of his man, and his little face was filled with silly question mark expressions.
But the crisp sound just now, coupled with the worried and guilty expression on her man's face and the big hand stroking the back of his head, seemed to tell her what happened.
This made her raise her little hands to cover the back of her head in cooperation, and suddenly she began to feel a dull pain in her head.
"Does it hurt? Zhien, I'm sorry."
Looking at his wife who didn't notice anything strange at all, but cooperated to cover her little head, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face, Chenghao continued to deliberately emphasize the false fact that his silly woman had just hit her little head.
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"Ouch~." Under Chenghao's deliberate misleading, Zhi En, who had no idea, only felt that the pain in his little head was getting more and more painful. He frowned and jumped twice in pain. He screamed in pain and covered his little head.
He slowly fell to the ground.
"Daughter-in-law~." Seeing that nothing happened at home, but her reaction was as if she had a hole in her head, Chenghao suppressed the smile that surged in his heart, and quickly bent down with a serious look on his face.
My own woman fell into my arms.
"Ouch~ My husband hurts... it hurts..."
Being held in her husband's arms, Zhien felt as if her little head was going to explode. She guessed that she would at least bleed. She sobbed in grievance and sought comfort like her own man.
"Pfft~." When Zhien lowered his little head and pointed at the falsely injured back of his head, asking himself to help rub it, Chenghao finally couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Be good, it's okay. There's no bleeding. You'll be fine soon." It was just a moment. In order not to arouse suspicion, Chenghao quickly recovered and reached out his hand in cooperation, ready to rub his woman's non-existent vagina.
Injury.
"Oh~, husband, please remember to be gentle."
As if she was afraid that her man would become too powerful, Zhien pitifully raised her little head and warned her man worriedly.
"Okay." He nodded calmly, and after his wife lowered her head again, Chenghao chuckled silently.
When he looked at his precious daughter who was lying on the bed and turned her head to look here curiously. She was completely attracted by the series of magical reactions of her silly mother and stopped crying, she couldn't help but blink at the little guy.
"Press~." After receiving the signal from his father, little Cheng'en turned over angrily, seemingly because he was still angry, and did not want to talk to these "god"-like parents.
She has learned a lot today. Can she still play like this? Besides, her mother seems a bit silly.
Early in the morning, there was first the sad cry of the little guy in the bedroom, followed by Zhien's sobbing. How could such a noisy sound not be heard by Li Jongxun, Uncle Myungcheng and Zhimei.
"Dong dong!" Two knocks on the door came, and Uncle Mingcheng gently pushed open the half-closed bedroom. With a messy hair on his head, he looked like he had just gotten up from the bed, and his head was concerned.
He came in and asked, "What happened?"
"Yes???????, I heard it just now."
Following Uncle Mingcheng, Li Zhongxun's head with a panda eye also cautiously poked his head in.
In fact, there was one thing that Li Zhongxun didn't say, and that was that he was the first one to be attracted by the news, and it was he who called Uncle Mingcheng here.
As for the reason, he was worried that his brother-in-law would really quarrel with his sister because of what he said. He was really worried and anxious, so he dragged his father over to play forward.
"Abba, I'm fine. I just hit my head a little bit."
Seeing that his father was attracted to him, Zhien endured the inexplicable pain coming from the back of his head and hurriedly raised his little hand and waved to show that he was fine.
She didn't want her father to misunderstand something, which would be bad.
So, my ancestors will not deceive me if I marry my daughter or throw water away.