Li Shengnan took his daughter back to the house and took chicken cakes to make up for her stomach.

"Your aunt left before dawn, and your father sent it. Originally, I wanted to send the rabbit to your aunt to take back, but it was also in the soup, so your father brought the peach cake, chicken cake, and malt milk essence, and specially left two pieces for you. ”

Li Shengnan explained in a whisper that he was eating peach crisp and feeding his daughter saliva from time to time to save him from choking and panicking.

Song Ci's little head grew little by little, and his eyelids sank:

"I know. My aunt loves me, and I love my aunt. ”

She wanted to say something, but she was so sleepy that she took a bite of cake in her mouth, fell over, and fell asleep.

Li Shengnan was startled, and when he was sure that his daughter was just asleep, he hurriedly drank a large sip of water to suppress the shock.

"This kid, you can sleep whatever you say. It seems that the amount of alcohol has followed me, and I can't even smell a little alcohol, but fortunately I don't have an allergy to alcohol. ”

Li Shengnan woke up his daughter and spit out the things in her mouth, and simply rinsed her mouth before stuffing her under the quilt to sleep, saving food from choking into the trachea, which would be a big trouble.

"It's really the two of them, and they sleep in exactly the same position. ”

Li Shengnan looked at the two people who were in the same posture in an instant, just the kind of posture where they could sleep no matter how big the kang was, it was really very cola.

She smiled and pulled the thin quilt kicked away by the two of them to her armpits to cover her stomach, remembering the days before her daughter was pushed down by Song Hui and injured the back of her head two days ago, and she curled up into a shrimp without even sleeping, and felt that her daughter's free and uninhibited sleeping posture was pleasing to the eye.

In your own home, of course, how comfortable is how to come!

Soon the gong sounded outside, and the two men turned over in unison, pulled up the quilt and covered their heads and fell asleep.

Li Shengnan looked funny, stuffed the remaining peach cake into his mouth, and put the unfinished chicken cake into a plastic bag for his daughter and locked it in the cabinet, so he went out to work in a hurry.

Song Ci slept very deeply this night, and he didn't have a dream.

When she woke up again, she was confronted by her father's lazy face.

"Let's go, go to the crew. ”

Song Chunan made up for sleep, yawned, changed his daughter into clean clothes, tied her hair into a crooked little mustache, and carried her out.

The sun is three poles, and the white flowers in the yard are dazzling.

Song Ci squinted, adapted to the light, and was carried back to the house by his stupid father:

"I forgot to put a hat on you. ”

Re-equipped, the two set off again.

"How are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Song Chunan was still thinking about yesterday, and her daughter casually used her superpower to hunt, and asked worriedly.

Song Ci felt it seriously, looked up at the big locust tree with lush flowers and leaves above his head, hooked his fingers, and his spiritual power was entangled, and a branch hung down.

"Daddy, weave me another garland. ”

Song Chun'an was startled by his daughter's exposed hand, and hurriedly grabbed the end of the branch hanging in front of him, as if he had reached it.

Seeing that there was no one left and right, he glared at Hu Lai's daughter in fear:

"And disobedient! Didn't you tell you not to mess with that? What should I do if people see it?"

Song Ci smiled and stretched out her hand, and a bunch of white acacia flowers landed accurately in her palm.

She pinched the flower and sniffed the fragrance, mischievously pinned the flower behind her father's ear, and slapped it and said it looked good.

"Didn't I prove that I'm okay with my actions, and you don't believe me. ”

And if there is anyone around, she has already scouted it, and she will not show her stuffing.

Song Chun'an was so troubled by his daughter that it was more terrifying than asking the red armbands to drive out of the two miles in the morning.

His heart is still beating fast at this time, and he can reduce his life expectancy by a year.

"I believe it, can't I believe it? In the future, try not to talk directly, don't start directly, do you understand if the gentleman doesn't use his mouth?"

Song Ci casually continued:

"Don't make a noise if you can do it!"