Chapter 391: Keeping the empty boudoir alone, how can it be done?
He was picked up by his father's big hand and carried directly back to the next room, as if he threw a chicken on the big bed.
"Fu Zhizhou, why don't you call yourself a soul if you don't sleep at night?"
Actually disturbing your father's good deeds!
I need to clean up!
The little boy who rolled over on the big bed sat up straightly:
"Dad, what about mom?"
Still very persistent in looking for my mother.
Fu Jiyan rubbed his brows:
"Give you three seconds, go to sleep immediately."
I saw that the child was about to cry when he sniffed.
Fu Jiyan felt that this little brat was born to torture himself:
"Shut up, don't cry!"
I really want to throw it out.
The child was still very cowardly, and finally stopped the tears, crawled to the side of the bed, and hugged his dad:
"Dad"
Fu Jiyan involuntarily rubbed the back of his son's head a few times:
"It's late, go to bed."
"Dad sleeps with porridge, porridge is afraid."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of... dark."
hiss
"Fu Zhizhou, are you a little girl? Are you afraid of the dark?"
"Daddy Daddy"
At this time, Su Zhixiao came in:
"Fu Jiyan, don't be so cruel to my son!"
When the child heard his mother's voice, he instantly let go of his father's hand:
"Mother!"
Excited.
Su Zhixiao hugged his son who rushed over, and kissed the child's forehead:
"Baby, what's wrong?"
The child then narrated:
"Mom, I just woke up with porridge and porridge. It was so dark in the room that I was afraid of porridge and porridge, so I kept calling Dad and Mom."
cough.
Weird.
I didn't even hear my son calling me outside.
However, this can only be blamed on someone who insists on doing it!
Think of the study next door....
Whoops, so shy.
"Sorry, baby, mom didn't hear that."
As he spoke, he glared fiercely at the man standing beside him.
Gee.
Someone hummed inwardly, thinking:
Is it just cool to be alone?
After finally coaxing my son, I was thinking of taking a shower, but who knows, the child is holding on tightly and will not let go:
"Mom doesn't go, doesn't go."
I have no choice but to lie down with me for a while:
"Okay, if mom doesn't leave, would you like mom to accompany the baby to sleep?"
"Uh-huh."
It should be said that the children are still very coaxed and sleep really well.
After a while, he fell asleep again.
It was those hands that never let go of the clothes they were holding.
Forget it, go to sleep, wake up tomorrow morning and wash.
When the mother and son were sticking together, someone went to the bathroom, took a quick shower and came back, pulled the quilt and got into the bed.
"Wife, why are you so used to him?"
Su Zhixiao rolled his eyes:
"I was born!"
Born by myself, of course I am used to it.
cough.
Well, there is no way to refute this reason.
Seeing that the child was already sleeping soundly, someone's big hand began to be dishonest again.
Su Zhixiao quickly freed up his hand to grab:
"Stop it."
One hand was grabbed, and there was another hand, and continued to misbehave.
"Why?
I'm not enough! "
Ah.
"Shut up!" At the same time, he pinched someone again.
What is not enough?
That's what I just cleaned up next door...
Fortunately, the child didn't break in directly before, otherwise...
"Fu Jiyan, be honest, if you can't, just go to the living room by yourself."
Staying alone in an empty boudoir?
How does that work?
Finally got down to it.
"Okay, okay, don't bother you anymore, go to sleep."
Su Zhixiao breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really late, it was past twelve o'clock.