Wang Wenyu's family didn't return to the base until it was already dark, and after dinner, Wang Wenyu went to report to his eldest brother about today's day, while Wen Luming took the little fat man to wash and sleep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Wang Wenyu came back, Wen Luming was whispering a fairy tale to the little fat man rolling around on the bed with a thin quilt.

When Wang Wenyu just opened the door and walked in, the little fat man found that when he saw that it was his father, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he was very energetic, where was the sleepiness in his eyes? It was probably a day of sleep, so at this time, I heard that Lu Ming was reading for a long time and was also alive.

"Daddy!" He shouted at Wang Wenyu with a smile on his face, pulled away the quilt that wrapped his round body in a mess, sat up with a grunt, and crawled towards Wang Wenyu on the bed.

Wang Wenyu caught the little guy who was as heavy as a small ball of meat, kissed him on the face, and said, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

The little fat man smiled crookedly, kissed his dear father, and said, "Tell a story!" He replied to his father's words. Wen Luming looked helplessly at the little fat man who was making trouble on his father, and said: "He slept enough during the day, and now he doesn't want to sleep, I told him a story for a long time, and he turned out to be more awake than me." ”

Wang Wenyu chuckled, patted the little guy's fleshy little buttocks, sent him back to the bedside, smelled Luming's side, put it down, and said, "If you can't sleep, then play with your mother." "I'm leaving.

The little fat man quickly grabbed Wang Wenyu's fingers, raised his little head, looked at him with black grape-like eyes, and said, "Play!" Father! "It means that I don't want my dad to leave, and I want my dad to play with him.

Wang Wenyu scratched his little belly, which was wearing little pajamas and exposed because of the turmoil, and the little fat man suddenly burst into laughter, and his whole body trembled, and his whole fleshy little body shrank up, like a cute white ball.

He hugged Wang Wenyu's big hand that scratched his stomach with both hands, and wanted to stop the action of the big hand, but he was scratched harder by the big hand, and he couldn't stop laughing, and the little fat hand didn't have the strength to grab Wang Wenyu's hand, so Wang Wenyu took the opportunity to pull out his hand and said to the little fat man who was rolling on the bed with a smile: "I'll play with you when I go back after taking a shower." ”

Wang Wenyu, who finally got out of his son's entanglement, took a battle bath and soon returned to the big bed.

The little fat man was still lying on the big bed, clutching the small quilt and rolling from one side of the bed to the other. Wen Luming leaned on the head of the bed to read the story to him, but the little guy looked towards the ceiling as if he was studying the ceiling, his eyes rolled wildly, and he didn't know whether he was listening or not.

Wang Wenyu walked to the side of the big bed, picked up the little fat man like a little meat worm that couldn't stop, and then he sat down on the bed himself and put the little fat man into his arms.

The little fat man was immediately energetic, and he had to pull him to play a bedtime game with himself - "bed climbing competition", this game father and son have been playing for a long time, and they are not tired of playing.

This bedtime game, as the name suggests, is to climb from one end of the bed to the other, and whoever loses will have to do a push-up.

Yes, push-ups are Wang Wenyu's little fat man, this special forces leader, even playing with his son, also used his method of training his group of big men to the game.

Of course, it may also be that he doesn't know how ordinary fathers play with their sons, so he can only follow his rules.

This paralyzed soldier, who never seemed to have a childhood playfulness period, and went directly from childhood to adolescence, did not even know how to punish his son if he won or lost a game.

He only knew that if his soldiers lost, the training would be doubled, and running, stretching, and push-ups would be the punishment. But his son has only learned to walk for a long time, and only push-ups seem to be more suitable for little fat people.

Running is also possible, but it is inconvenient in a small room, and there is no condition for pulling exercises, so you can only use push-ups to punish the loser of the game.

Of course, the little fat man is not yet two years old, and it is not standard to do push-ups, but now it is okay to have a look, and the real thing can be later.

The father and son knelt at the head of the bed together, with a serious expression on their faces, looking up at the front slightly, Wang Wenyu saw that the little fat man was ready to move, so he ordered: "Begin!" ”

So two naïve men, one big and one small, crawled to the end of the bed, and the little fat man really couldn't fight his father because of his age disadvantage and figure.

Wang Wenyu didn't let him, but just adjusted his speed a little faster than the little fat man, which aroused his competitive spirit, and caused the little fat man to fight with Wang Wenyu and wanted to surpass him.

Wen Luming was speechless and watched the father and son play this childish game with a heartfelt face, after the little fat man lost, he skillfully raised his little knees and put them into a push-up position, obviously he knew that he had lost, so he was obediently punished.

But his white and tender, soft lotus-like little fat arms, where can he have any strength to support his fleshy little body?

So in order to let him stand up, Wang Wenyu had to lift it on his small belly with one hand to help him share a little weight of his body.

"Let's get started." Wang Wenyu said to the little fat man.

So the little fat man trembled and bent his two little fat arms, and pressed his little body down, the little arms and calves were not strong, and he couldn't support his own weight, and he was about to lie on the bed almost all at once. Fortunately, Wang Wenyu's hand was still on his little belly, so he didn't fall down.

Since he didn't fall, the little fat man still had to use the strength of his two hands and two feet to prop up his body. The little fat man shook his hands, and with the help of his father, he finally completed the action successfully.

As soon as he finished doing this push-up, the little fat man suddenly lay on the bed panting, and his little face was red because of his strength.

After doing this serious bedtime game, the little fat man learned from his father's little face and suddenly broke the work, after he rested, he turned over and lay on his back, looked at Wang Wenyu lying next to him and said with a smile: "Come again!" ”

The child control king asked the fish, so he had to sacrifice his life to play a bed-crawling game with his son all night, until the little fat man was exhausted, and then he put the energetic fat son to sleep.

As soon as the fat son who was exhausted fell asleep, Father Wang, who had not yet exhausted his energy, shifted his mind from his son to his son's mother.

But it's so late today, and it's not good to throw the sleeping son to Wang Wence again. But as long as a man has the desire to eat meat, there is no problem in the world that is difficult for him. (To be continued.) )