"Don't laugh. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Li Yingqing's head remained motionless in his original posture, and a little Hao Ran faintly appeared on his face, "Think of a way." ”

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore, hahaha, I won't laugh right away, you wait......" Wen Jiu's laughter couldn't be suppressed for a while, and his speech was interrupted, with an obvious smile in every sentence.

When he was able to see the male protagonist like this, Wen Jiu felt that this trip was worth it!

It is at this time that Li Yingqing can still be seen like this, and the further the plot goes, the more he can perfectly hide his true emotions, not to mention wanting to see his helpless picture.

It's a rarity!

Wen Jiu suppressed her laughter as she took out her car keys and went to the car to get her bag.

When Li Yingqing saw Wen Jiu walking over with a bag that was both large and did not meet her usual preferences, she breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but think deeply.

Wen Jiu didn't expect Li Yingqing to observe so subtlely, and said to him with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "It's my fault, I took my son on the road today, and I only remembered to feed him, but I forgot to change the diaper." ”

Who would have thought that the little tiger had not "shhhhhh

It's not a good time!

The only one who dares to draw a map on the male protagonist is her son! As a child's mother, Wen Jiu is extremely proud.

Wen Jiu silently praised his son in his heart, and comforted Li Yingqing with a bit of ridicule in his mouth: "It's not dirty, the boy's urine repels evil spirits, but my son feels sorry for you." ”

This is your own son, anyone can dislike it, but you can't!

Wen Jiu had a smile on his face, and his eyes did read, "If you don't recognize it, you have to recognize it."

Who called his son his own?

Li Yingqing noticed Wen Jiu's small eyes, knowing that she had misunderstood, and looked at the mother and son even more helplessly, "I didn't dislike him." ”

He just had never dealt with such a situation before, and he was a little overwhelmed.

After the little tiger finished peeing, his buttocks felt uncomfortable, and he hummed a few times in Li Yingqing's arms, and his little buttocks twisted and twisted, and his limbs also swayed.

"He seems to be very uncomfortable......" Li Yingqing looked at Wen Jiu, and his eyes couldn't help but have a bit of "help" in his eyes.

Wen Jiu glanced at Li Yingqing with a smile, immediately took the little tiger from his arms, and finally returned to his red sports car with his son and bag.

Li Yingqing didn't care about the shirt where he was mapped by the little tiger, and just followed behind Wen Jiu stupidly.

Wen Jiu put the little tiger on the seat, let him lie down, and neatly held a clean diaper to help him change it. As for the diapers that were replaced, Wen Jiu casually threw them on the ground outside the car.

It's all the end of the world, forgive her for rubbing everywhere!

Wen Jiu didn't want to make any accidents just to find a trash can to throw garbage. When the end of the world is over, she must participate in the construction of the street environment. I just don't know when that one will come......

"Good son, he'll be fine soon!"

Wen Jiu didn't have something written in his mind, and the movements of his hands never stopped. After she helped the little tiger get on his diaper, she found a pair of clean pants to change into for him. When he was holding him into his arms, Wen Jiu noticed Li Yingqing, who was still wearing clothes wet with the little tiger's urine standing beside him.

The ass is dry and comfortable, and the little tiger who returned to Wen Jiu's arms smiled like a little Maitreya Buddha, and his fleshy little hands still pasted Wen Jiu's face from time to time, touching here and there, and he was curious about everything.

The little tiger was happy and "babbled" a few times, as if telling his satisfaction.

"I've brought some of your old clothes, and they're in the trunk of the trunk, so go and change them too."

Although the little tiger only drinks milk now, and the urine does not smell fishy, it is urine after all, and the child can't let his father wear this wet clothes all the time, and wait for the sun to dry it and continue to wear it.

"Hmm." Li Yingqing looked at Wen Jiu, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he walked towards the position of the trunk of the car.

Wen Jiu hurriedly freed his right hand, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the trunk so that Li Yingqing could go over and get something.

Li Yingqing took out the big silver tow box from the trunk and put it on the ground and opened it. Seeing the neatly stacked and sorted clothes in the box, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

"Wait!"

Just as Li Yingqing reached out and was about to get his clothes, Wen Jiu stopped him. The moment Li Yingqing raised his head, the discoloration in his eyes had disappeared cleanly.

"How?"

"Eh, you better wash your hands first, I have mineral water in the car......" Wen Jiu looked at Li Yingqing's hand, she actually didn't want to dislike her son's pee at all, really......

Li Yingqing looked at his hand, his eyes paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel helpless when he looked at Wen Jiu.

The little wife is still the same little wife, and she has changed a lot, but some things still haven't changed at all.

Maybe it's the mutation of the world, and with a child, she has to grow up.

When he looked at Wen Jiujiu for a long time, Li Yingqing couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

“？”

What kind of look did he look at, it felt weird......

I don't know what Li Yingqing suddenly made up in his brain, Wen Jiujiu suddenly felt goosebumps and wanted to dance.

"Ahh

As soon as Li Yingqing changed his clothes, Wen Jiu stuffed the little tiger into his arms again, and the reputation was "continue to cultivate feelings".

"I'm going to milk the little tiger, it's almost time for him to drink."

Wen Jiu looked at the little tiger again: "My son is obedient, kiss and kiss my father." ”

"Ahh

The little tiger blinked a few times, and his two little arms stretched out and stretched towards Wen Jiu, wishing that his little short hand was longer, wanting to reach his own numbness.

"Good job."

Wen Jiu leaned over and kissed the little tiger in Li Yingqing's arms, and was about to turn around mercilessly......

"Hiss-" Wen Jiu really wanted to cry without tears at this time, "My son is about to let go, my mother is dying of pain." ”

Good son, can you not drag your mother's hair......

The little tiger's hand is not big, and he just dragged his hair and lost it, and his hand strength is not small, and he holds it tightly. Just when she turned around suddenly, Wen Jiu's tears were ripped out by the little tiger.

"It's really painful, son, let go......"

Li Yingqing, who was holding the little tiger, saw this sudden situation, and he didn't know how to join this "war" for a while. A second ago, he looked at the mother and son with warm eyes, but in the blink of an eye, he was really made laughing and crying by the two of them.

In Wen Jiu's words, "Is this style of painting changing too fast?!" ”。

The good son who was cute one second ago is not filial the next second!

"Brother Ying, the car's oil has been refueled...... Zuo Xing had already noticed that Wen Jiujiu had come over with the child, but considering that his task had not been completed, he had not gone over to mix, and finally freed his hand, and saw the scene in front of him, "Brother Ying, what's going on?" ”

Why is Wen Jiujiu's woman's head in such a strange position?