Zhibao looked at his father's nervous appearance, but he was very satisfied.

At least it proves that Dad is nervous!

Zhibao looked at the meat bun and beckoned, saying, "If you really roll down, your head will get into your stomach." ”

"Huh? Isn't that a turtle? Meat buns still don't make turtles, meat buns still like to make meat buns. After saying that, he got up and shook his little short legs and walked down the stairs by holding on to the handle.

Lan Lichuan's hanging heart finally landed properly.

Zhibao picked up the things on the ground and pulled Lan Lichuan to sit down on the sofa. Skillfully, he took out cotton swabs and iodine wine from the medicine box to disinfect Lan Lichuan's fingers.

The meat bun was intently handed to Zhibao medical swab on the side. He also pouted his pink lips and breathed softly. While frowning and watching, he comforted Lan Lichuan and said, "Dad, bear with it, the meat bun won't hurt." ”

The softest part of my heart is like being hit hard with foam, it doesn't hurt, but it's itchy, very moving, but more, it's uncomfortable.

Zhibao's movements are very skillful, and the meat buns cooperate well on the side. It looks like I've done this many times.

After his hands were dried in iodine wine, the meat bag graciously handed the gauze to Zhibao.

After Zhibao helped him bandage his hands, he told him like an adult: "Dad's wound can't be wet, you know?" ”

He nodded cooperatively.

If there was someone next to him, he would know how gentle Lan Lichuan's eyes were at this time.

He lovingly touched the heads of Zhibao and Meatbun and asked, "Who taught you this?" ”

"No one!" Meat Bao said: "Mommy is stupid, she always hurts and cuts her fingers." Isn't it? ”

The meat bun stabbed Zhibao's arm. Zhibao nodded and looked at Lan Lichuan and said: "Chenchen is a little stupid. But a lot of the time it's still smart. ”

Well! Be sure to praise the merits of dust, so that dad will like dusty more.

At least that's what Zhibao thought.

But the meat bun couldn't wait to say, "Where is Mommy smart?" Mommy always cuts vegetables to her fingers. And it was wrapped in a band-aid, and as a result, his fingers almost supulated. Later, Zhibao still found Tang's father to learn the bandaging! Dad Tang also said that the meat bun is with the beautiful little nurse! Because the meat bun helped! ”

"......" Zhibao glanced at the meat bun with disgust, it seems that people who are not smart are not only dusty, but his sister seems to be very stupid!

Dad and Dad Tang are rivals in love, and of course Dad doesn't like to mention Dad Tang.

So in order to divert Lan Lichuan's attention, Zhibao said: "Actually, Chenchen is quite smart occasionally. ”

"Yes, yes!" Meatball happily looked at his father and said, "Otherwise, how could Mommy give birth to such a smart child as Zhibao!" ”

Lan Lichuan was amused by the two eccentric children, this smile hung on his perfect facial features, so good-looking that people will not want to leave.

He curled the corners of his lips and asked Zhibao with a light smile: "Where is the stupidest place in the dust?" ”

"Cut the onion!" The meat bun took it with a mouthful. Before Zhibao could cover the mouth of the meat bun, he heard the meat bun excitedly and said, "Mommy is stupid." She said that she was afraid that if she cut the onion, she would shed tears, and if she cut it with her eyes closed, she would not shed tears. Then she closed her eyes and cut the onion, but she still shed tears. Why? Because stupid mommy cut her fingers, hahaha......"

"......" Zhibao covered his face, looking shameless to see Jiangdong's father, very upset.

This dust is in Dad's heart, the image is completely ruined, what if Dad doesn't like dust?

Zhibao stuffed the medicine box into the meat bun's hand, and said with a complicated expression: "Put this back." ”

"Oh!" The meat bun was in a good mood, twisting his little butt and carrying the small box upstairs.

When I walked to the staircase, I happened to see Ye Xiaochen, who was fried hairy.

Ye Xiaochen was frightened by what the meat bun had just thrown, and when he saw the meat bun at this time, it was like seeing a plague, and the cat hair all over his body stood up and coughed!!

"Meow~" Ye Xiaochen shouted as if demonstrating.

The courage has always been quite big, but he was so frightened that he ran away: "Zhibao Zhibao, this dog wants to bite me." I don't want to get the rabies vaccine!! ”

"......" Zhibao broke out in a cold sweat again, looked at the direction of the meat bun helplessly and said, "That's a cat ......"

Zhibao watched the meat bun go upstairs, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the meat bun.

Lan Lichuan looked at Zhibao's attentive appearance and asked softly, "Do you like to play with your mobile phone?" ”

Zhibao thought about it and nodded, otherwise he didn't know how to explain the behavior of holding his phone just now.

Lan Lichuan nodded and asked Zhibao: "Tell Dad, what kind of party do you want to hold on your birthday?" ”

"Party?" Zhibao looked at Lan Lichuan, "Is Dad going to throw a party for us?" ”

"Hmm." Lan Lichuan replied lightly, his deep eyes were full of love, and asked, "What was the party like before?" ”

"There was no party before. Dusty said, children should not be too extravagant. When I was three years old, Dusty took me and Meatbag to a big dinner, and she said that children must eat well to grow taller. When I was four years old, Chenchen took me and Meatbao to climb the mountain, and she said that children should have the perseverance to climb to the top of the mountain, so that they will not give up halfway in the future. When I was five years old, Dusty took me and Meatbun to the amusement park, and she said that children should have a happy childhood......"

The word 'memory' of memory has not yet been spoken! The meat bun fell directly into Lan Lichuan's arms, and then looked at his father excitedly, and said with sincerity: "Dad, my mommy is good, she can cook and wash clothes, and educate the baby." And the children born are very smart! Mommy is very popular, she also takes care of small animals, washes dishes, goes to work to earn money, and ......"

The meat bun threw a look of help at Zhibao, and his innocent big eyes looked very cute.

Zhibao looked at the meat bun with a little headache, he just sent a text message to ask the meat bun not to say bad things about dust, otherwise what if his father dislikes dust. But it didn't let her boast to death......

I was really defeated by the meat bun.

Before Zhibao could call the meat bun order, Ye Chenmeng's delicate voice came from the door: "It turns out that Mommy is so good in the heart of the meat bun!" Mommy was really touched. ”

"Coming back?" Lan Lichuan put his eyes on the slender figure by the door, and there was a little more deep love,

She smiled and nodded, walked over to the meat bun and sat down, looking at the meat bun with interest: "Come, tell me what other advantages Mommy has." ”

Is "......" thick-skinned?

Count it out!

"Mommy's biggest advantage is that she has a thick skin! In the past, in the UK, Mommy had the cheekiness to fight with the vice principal in order to let us go to school! And Mommy won! By the way, Mommy will also fight, and will protect me and Zhibao! The tone in which the meat bun spoke, it was called a pride.

said that Ye Chenmeng's delicate face was completely blackened.

Zhibao helplessly supported his forehead, he really didn't instruct the meat bun to do this.

"Meat bun, did you give birth to Black Mommy?" Ye Chenmeng wanted to cry and looked at the little meat bun without tears.

But I heard the little meat bun innocently ask: "Why Black Mommy?" Mommy is very white! ”

"Baby, you're very white. The whiteness of the little idiot! Ye Chenmeng reached out and rubbed the little face of the meat bun, crying and laughing.

If you want to say that Zhibao is the one who makes her worry about it on weekdays, then the meat bun is definitely the little one who causes trouble and happiness.

Zhibao couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled the meat bun and said, "Brother will tell you another bad joke, okay?" ”

Meat bun naively followed behind Zhibao again and nodded: "Okay, okay!" ”

"Once upon a time there was a man whose surname was cold and whose name was a joke. That's why everyone called him a bad joke......"

"Zhibao Zhibao, you told this joke!!" The meat bun looked at Zhibao very seriously.

Zhibao reached out and touched the head of the meat bun and comforted her: "Do you know why that person is called a cold joke?" ”

Meatloaf shook his head. looked at Zhibao curiously: "Why?" ”

"Because her mother loves to laugh, and his father loves to talk, so it's called a joke, and he was born in winter, so everyone calls him a cold joke."

"......" is really ...... What a cold joke. Ye Chenmeng turned his head to look at Lan Lichuan, and said with a very stiff smile: "What's that...... Actually, I'm very gentle sometimes. Nor do they fight very often......"

"When is the gentleest?" He hooked her chin and looked at her condescendingly, with a hint of teasing at the corners of his mouth.

Ye Chenmeng thought about it carefully and said, "A lot of times. ”

"For example?" He put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to himself. Close enough she could almost see his skin clearly. is obviously a man, but his skin is so good that women envy him.

She imitated him, hooked his chin, and said, "At this time, for example, I think I am quite gentle!" ”

Just provoking him like an old man, can it be considered gentle?

The man grabbed the woman's hand, pressed her on the sofa, looked at the woman's unpared appearance, hooked the corners of his lips wickedly, and said, "It's quite gentle at this time." ”

He put his big hand around her waist, bringing her closer to him.

She smiled and hooked his neck, and said in a rare bewitching voice: "That husband, do you want to see what I was like when I fought?" ”

"Don't be funny, Mrs. Lan, the way you are now, are you still planning to give me a set of free fighting?" He looked at the woman who was pressed under him, and felt a sense of superior satisfaction. It's like hugging this woman, hugging the world's sense of superiority.

"If you can't fight free fighting, you can still play Tai Chi!" After she finished speaking, she wanted to turn over and be the master, and she pressed the man under her, but she didn't expect the sofa to be too small, so she ......