"Baby, you go to bed first, Mommy wants to take a bath!"

Xia Zhi squats down and touches his face.

The baby kisses her son on the face.

"Well!"

Leng Yicheng turns around and goes to the big bed with a pillow in one hand and a baby bear in the other.

Roududu's little body tried to climb up.

Summer solstice looks funny.

"Throw the pillow up first, and then climb up again."

Leng Yicheng laughs. She can't climb up the big bed. She throws all her pillows up and then climbs up.

"Mommy's bed is too high!"

Every time he climbs for half a day.

She laughed, turned to look at the cold, "you go out first!"

After looking at her in the cold, he walked out of the bathroom and closed the door to her.

"Daddy, when did you change the bed to be shorter?"

Looking up at the little guy sitting on the bed in the cold, a green fluffy dinosaur pajamas, lovely to death.

"Why? The height is just right! "

He went over and sat down on the side of the bed, reclining with his head on his arm, one long leg hanging on the side of the bed and the other bent.

He raised his hand and pinched his son's face.

Soft eyes.

"I can't even climb up!"

"When you get a little higher, you can climb!"

It's cold.

"But it's not growing so fast now!"

Leng Yicheng pouts his mouth. Seeing that he is in a good mood, he blinks.

He jumped over and slept on his stomach in the cold.

"Well? Daddy, you've drunk a lot of wine. It stinks! "

"Stink, you still rely on me?"

The cold weather pulled the tail off the back of his clothes.

"Hee hee

Leng Yicheng turned over and rode on his stomach, "Daddy, are you drunk?"

You must be drunk to talk so well.

Cold day picked next sword eyebrow, the Feng Mou is wearing the powder powder of smile to stare at the small fellow.

His facial features are like him, and the summer solstice looks between his eyebrows and eyes.

Genetics is a powerful thing.

His heart is full.

"Do I look drunk?"

"Like!" Leng Yicheng nodded.

How do you think of daddy? It's like that.

Cold days hook hook the corner of the mouth, rub the next son's hair, "how to say?"

"Because Daddy is playing with me now!"

Cold day a Zheng, to son smile eyes, sighed.

"Is daddy usually very strict with you?"

"Well..." Leng Yi Cheng scratched his head and aimed at him. He immediately counseled lengtian's shrewd eyes.

He giggled, jumped on it, held the face of the cold weather, and kissed him on the face.

"Not severe!"

"Well!" Cold weather is still satisfied, touched the son's head, soft voice way: "Daddy is not strict with you, after you will grow crooked!"

Leng Yicheng spat out his tongue, "not severe!"

Except sometimes it's a little fierce.

Don't let him stick to Mommy.

"Daddy, do you still have a bath?"

"Wash

"But if you drink, you will catch a cold easily in the bath!"

In cold weather, my heart is warm. This boy still cares about him.

"Daddy will wash it later!"

"Have you had your wake-up drink yet?"

Leng Yicheng sits up, nests in his arms and blinks at him.

"Not yet!"

On a cold day, I will watch the little guy and chat with my son.

"When Mommy comes out, I'll let her cook a bowl for you!"

"Good!"

Leng Yicheng is still a little strange. He is so easy to talk tonight, not as usual.

"Daddy, do you have something on your mind?"

"What's on daddy's mind?"

Cold weather to see his son's doubts, funny.

"You're not used to Daddy talking to you like that?"

Cold Yi Cheng Leng next, nod, "is a little bit!"

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