Su Yan smiled and was chased all the way to the bathroom by the soft dumpling milk who fluttered down from the bed, and finally he grabbed the guy with one hand and sandwiched it under the armpit, and slapped the soft dumpling on the buttocks.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm going to take a shower, you go out first."

Soft and soft face flushed slightly, enough to cover his ass with his arm, and struggled with his short legs, "Soft and soft, it's my dad who bullied me, and you still beat my ass." ”

Su Yan began to play scoundrels, "I'm Dad, what's wrong with beating your ass?" ”

Soft Tuanzi shook his head, "No, no, no, Master hasn't beaten Soft Soft Fart, and Mu Shen's father hasn't beaten either, so you can't beat either." ”

Su Yan hooked his lips and laughed, "Then I'll be the first dad to beat your ass." ”

The soft dumplings are more angry, and the short legs are more happy.

"Okay, okay, it's too late to make a fuss for a while, do you still want to pick up your dad?"

Well, Soft thought that he was going to pick up Mu Shen's father soon, so he didn't bother with Su Yan's father.

Soft Tuanzi looked at the washing table that was much taller than herself, and she couldn't reach her toothcup and toothbrush on tiptoe, and finally she was deflated, staring at Su Yan who was holding her arms and watching a good show with her eyes on the side.

"I have to brush my teeth and wash my face, and my father has a wooden stool, so I can wash myself when I stand on it."

Su Yan pointed his finger on the soft ball and clicked zero, "Wait." ”

He really went out and put a stool for the soft to put under the washing table, and before the soft could climb up, he twisted the collar of the soft ball and carried the chicken to the top of the slugg.

The soft ball stomped on it, "Dad, the soft slippers haven't been kicked off yet." ”

Su Yan put his hands to his mouth and yawned, his eyelids drooping a little.

He lazily pulled out his toothbrush and brushed his teeth.

"It's okay, just wipe it later."

It's a sin to get up so early without acting.

While brushing his teeth, Su Yan was thinking about something in his mind, and planned to sleep well in the car later.

When I washed my face, there were some problems, as for the reason.

Because Su Yan wiped the foam of the facial cleanser on his face and wiped two handfuls of white beard on the face of a certain milk ball.

Soft immediately raised her fat hand and smeared it on Su Yan's face, and then the two collars were wet.

"Go out and change your clothes yourself, I'm going to take a shower." Carrying the soft dumpling to the door and putting it down, rubbing a handful of the soft dumpling's hairy head, Su Yan slammed the door mercilessly shut.

The soft ball glared at the closed door angrily, then ran back to open the closet.

Good guy, except for the soft two or three clothes, the entire big wardrobe is a mess and is stuffed with Su Yan's clothes.

"Wow...... Dad's wardrobe is so messy! "Mu Shen's father's wardrobe is tidy, half of it is hung with Mu Shen's father's clothes, and half of her clothes are hung, which looks good.

The soft dumpling sighed, and his face was so sad that he couldn't proof

I changed into the clothes I was going to wear today, then rolled up my sleeves, got into the closet and cleaned it up.

Tuanzi sat on the clean floor, with a bunch of brightly colored clothes of various styles in front of her, she grabbed a white shirt with her fat hand and slowly put it on the floor to tidy it up, and then began to fold it with a serious expression.

In the past, in the mountains, Master taught her to tidy up her clothes, and she folded them well, but her father's clothes were a little big, and they were a little slow to tidy up.

There was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Su Yan's lazy voice came out.

"Dango, what are you doing?"

didn't hear any movement outside, Su Yan shouted.

Softly heard the humming chirping, and shouted milkily inside.

"I'm sorting out the clothes for Su Yan's father, who doesn't like to be clean, and his father's wardrobe is messy, just like the garbage heap he sees softly."

Hmph, Dad doesn't like to be clean, soft and cute and clean.

There was a faint sound of slipping in the bathroom, Su Yan heard a soft answer, thinking about the pile of clothes in his closet, his fair face, which had always been thick-skinned, was rarely stained with a touch of red.

Putting the neatly folded clothes aside and putting them together, the soft ball shook his feet and pulled another one out of the pile of clothes.

"Ahem...... You don't need to clean up those things, and the maid at home will help me clean them up when the maid comes. ”

Soft Tuanzi pouted, "Lazy Dad, Mu Shen's father's clothes are all cleaned up by himself, and the soft ones are also cleaned up by Mu Shen's father, hum, Su Yan's father is such a big person, and he has to help you clean up softly, shame face." ”

Su Yan suddenly felt that he was being compared.

"Who's it, you put it away, I'll come out and clean it up myself later."

Su Yan hurriedly finished taking a shower, came out with wet hair, and what he saw was a soft ball sitting on the ground and helping him fold his clothes seriously, don't, fold it quite neatly.

Su Yan's old face was red, he didn't fold clothes at all, the clothes at home were all cleaned up by the maids, and the clothes outside relied on the assistant, and he had never done it himself.

Soft Tuanzi listened to the footsteps behind him, turned his head and saw that Su Yan's father was only wearing a bathrobe, and his wet hair was scattered on his clothes, he wiped it twice and threw the towel aside, and then walked over and sat down next to Soft Tuanzi.

"I'm with you, your father and I are very smart, isn't it just folding clothes, don't I know such a simple thing?"

He took a piece of clothing and began to fold it, but halfway through it, he was a little dumbfounded at the sight of what had become a ball and not a ball.

Su Yan, who was as smart as him and learned everything quickly, felt that he had encountered a problem at this moment.

sighed softly, stood up and pulled Su Yan, who didn't believe in evil and wanted to continue folding clothes.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to fight them today."

He didn't believe it, as a father, it was better to fold clothes than a five-year-old child.

"Dad, don't fold it, you blow dry your hair first, otherwise it will be uncomfortable if you catch a cold."

She's always worried about this dad.

Su Yan let out a sigh of relief, found a hair dryer, looked at the soft dumplings and asked, "Do you know how to blow your hair?" ”

nodded softly, "Yes, Mu Shen's father's hair is softly blown." ”

She's amazing.

Su Yan suddenly smiled with peach blossoms, and directly stuffed the hair dryer into his soft hand.

"Come, Danzi helps Dad blow his hair, I'm sleepy now and want to sleep."

Squishy "............"

"Dad is not allowed to sleep, his hair is wet and his head hurts when he sleeps."

Pulling Su Yan's hair and not letting him sleep, he softly turned on the hair dryer and buzzed him.

Listening to the sound of the hair dryer and the soft hands running between his hair felt like a massage, he wanted to sleep even more.

It's too early to wake up, sleepy.

Su Yan's hair is much more difficult to blow than Mu Shen's.

However, Su Yan's father's hair looks so good, it is so much longer than the soft one.