Chapter 392: don't hug my mom
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Around four in the morning, a certain child rolled over and opened his eyes.
This time, I was awakened by the urge to urinate.
Indistinctly, he slapped his father's face with a slap:
"Dad, pee."
Fu Jiyan was completely awake when he was slapped by his son. Fortunately, the slap was not very strong.
He sat up, wrapped his arms around him, hugged the little man, got out of bed, and walked out of the room lightly.
The kid is confused:
"Dad, can you pee?" he asked aloud.
Really can't hold back.
Fu Jiyan was agitated all over his body:
"Wait, it's not here yet."
The speed of my feet increased instantly, and I stepped into the bathroom in a few steps:
"Okay, you can pee."
After a while, it was finally over.
The child also yawned a lot, closing his eyes the whole time.
Possibly, as soon as he finished urinating, he dreamed of Duke Zhou again.
The corners of Fu Jiyan's mouth twitched, but it was hard to say anything at the moment. The main thing was that no one could hear it.
After flushing the toilet and washing his hands, he returned to the room with the little boy who was sleeping like a pig.
However, this time, he threw the child directly at the foot of the other end, but he got into the bed and hugged his wife in his arms, pressing his legs on it, like an octopus.
Su Zhixiao subconsciously pushed:
"Get out of the way, it's hot." He murmured.
It's a pity that someone only thought the wind was blowing by his ears, and there was no loosening at all.
......
About an hour and a half later, the child who was still at the end of the bed really woke up this time. He sat up and looked around.
When he found out that he was sleeping here alone, his little face collapsed.
Then, crawled back to the front.
Seeing that his father was actually holding his mother, the child's possessiveness came out instantly.
"This is my mother, let go! Let go!"
Fu Jiyan opened his eyes and saw his son was pulling him:
"Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?"
The child paused for a while, and directly laid his entire body on his dad:
"Dad, you can hold the porridge, not mother."
hiss
"Go on, and, do you think who wants to hug you?"
dislike.
The little boy was lying on his stomach, he just couldn't get down, and even shook his head:
"No less, no more, you're not allowed to hug my mother anyway!"
cut.
"Fu Zhizhou, make it clear, your mother is my daughter-in-law, and I hug my daughter-in-law, it's only natural, understand?"
"don't know!"
I really don't understand.
He stroked his forehead:
"I'm playing the piano to a cow?
Get off! "
"don't want."
"Want to be beaten?"
Humph.
"Dad, if you beat the porridge and porridge, I will tell the great grandfather and the uncle, and let the great grandfather and the uncle beat you hard!"
hey yo!
Do you still know how to threaten your father at a young age?
That's the ancestral thing.
The little boy hummed a few times, and then suddenly said:
"Dad, get up quickly, porridge has something to do today."
"What's up?"
As he spoke, he took the phone on the bedside table and checked the time.
Very good, it's only more than five o'clock, and it's not even six o'clock!
This little brat really needs to be cleaned up.
Don't you know that his father is very angry when he wakes up?
The child lies on his father:
"My friend's birthday is today, and I want to give him a present."
Fu Jiyan yawned:
"What does this have to do with getting up early? Go down and don't disturb Lao Tzu's sleep."
"Dad, don't go to bed, get up quickly, or we won't be able to catch up with time."
"It's still early."