C40 Little Guy

The man symbolically grabbed the little girl and pressed her on his leg. He knocked on her leg twice, making the little kid grunt in pain. Then he rolled around on Shui Se's leg, yelling for his dad to tell him a story and sleep.

Picking up the child into his arms, Shui Se got up and walked towards the bed. "Listen to me. After Uncle Shi has finished bathing, I will wash Shuicao for nothing and tell him a story, okay?"

"En, alright. Little Grass listens to Father the most, hehe." The little fellow who had been thrown onto the bed sat cross-legged like a little old man, his smiling eyes half-moon.

"Little thing …" Shui Se pinched his son's fat cheek, then turned around to make a bed, wanting to see if he could pull out a blanket to cover him on the sofa. Shui Se pinched his son's fat cheek, then turned around to make a bed, wanting to see if he could pull out a blanket to cover him on the sofa.

As he lowered his head to ponder over it, he said to his son, who was still sitting on the bed, "This little grass is the most obedient. Learn to take off your clothes. I'll wash them for you in a bit."

"Shui Se, can you help turn over a pair of underwear in my bag?" Before he could finish his sentence, Han Mushi's shout came through the sound of water flowing through the frosted glass door.

"Oh." Putting down the work in his hands, Shui Se turned around to look for Han Mushi's suitcase, put it down, pulled it open and asked: "In which side? "Above and below?"

"Next, lower left corner, give me that white one." It was an indescribable joy, and Han Mushi, who had a foaming brain, felt that the one guarding outside the house was his son and his wife.

Unfortunately, Han Mushi's beautiful dream didn't come true, and the one that carelessly admired him wasn't Shui Se, but Shuicao, who held onto his white underwear.

"Ugh …" Han Mushi, who was throwing a bunch of birds in the air, felt extremely awkward.

Douding blinked his black grape-like eyes. It seemed like he had never seen such a coquettish Shi Uncard before. It's so scary, Shi Uncard must have been possessed, right?

"Uncle, underwear." The little guy moved forward a little, then stretched out his hand. Why did it seem like he was holding the white flag as if he was surrendering?

"Be good and go." Taking the underwear, Han Mushi patted Shuicao's face lovingly. It wasn't that Shui Se was disappointed, he was also very disappointed with the Douding in front of him. Look, he was very filial.

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The moment he turned around, Han Mushi really thought that he was seeing things. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw brat move his legs and open his underwear to look down at himself in a ridiculous and indecent manner. What was this kid doing?

It was like playing a game. Originally, the little guy had already forgotten about it, but today, seeing Han Mushi's big bird was reminded of the incident where he saw Quan San's big bird on the train. Moreover, he was curious about the thin white line on Han Mushi's belly.

Just as he was about to run over and ask for the details, Shui Se's voice came from outside: "Xiao Hui, is the grass ready? Come out and drink the milk. "

"Oh, oh, oh. Daddy is here." Bada Bada. The little guy sprinted out in his disposable slippers.

Han Mushi smiled as he watched Xiao Budian's disappearing figure. After almost a quarter of an hour, Han Mushi, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, left while wiping his wet hair, trying his best to act natural and easygoing.

As soon as his long legs stepped out of the bathroom that was gradually dispersing, Han Mushi saw a warm scene. Lil 'Thing was cozily leaning against Shui Se's chest as he drank large mouthfuls of milk, his small mouth was stained with white milk, while Shui Se was smiling with his head lowered and his hand was rubbing the child's head.

"And the little thing is sticking to your daddy here again? "Hehe." The man's gaze was gentle as he slowly approached the man and woman who were sitting on the bed.

Shui Se took off the milk cup that was emptied by Shuicao and put it on the bedside. He stood up and ran towards the bathroom with the water grass in his arms while wearing only a small pair of underwear. When he saw the almost naked Han Mushi, his eyes flashed and he lowered his head. "You should go to sleep now since you're tired. I still need to bathe Lil Thing."

"Yes." Han Mushi turned around and faced Shui Se's retreating back. He suddenly felt that the words were unusually swollen.

Therefore, no matter how tired he was, he still couldn't fall asleep. The sounds of father and son playing in the bathroom filled his ears, and the more he listened, the more itchy his heart became.

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"Alalalal Barabala, I love you ~ ~ ~"