Wu Jingfu took a deep breath on the sea, and then instructed Chen Xiaoli: "You stay well, I'll take a look." ”

Then he slammed a big breath of fresh air into his lungs and dived into the sea again.

But in the sea, where is the shadow of that car?

The air in his lungs was about to run out, Wu Jing didn't see Li Kang, but accidentally found Chen Xiaoli's shadow, she was diving deep like a headless fly regardless of it.

Hurriedly swam over to control Chen Xiaoli, Wu Jing forcibly brought her back to the water: "Calm down, calm down!" ”

Chen Xiaoli choked up and couldn't speak, his face was moist, and he couldn't tell whether it was salty sea water or bitter tears.

At this time, she felt that her heart sank to the bottom of the sea with the car.

As she watched the car get farther and farther away from her, she suddenly didn't want to lie to herself anymore.

Don't kid yourself, you obviously love him.

Wait, you don't want to lose him for a moment.

Repent, it's too late!

"Brother Kang!"

A little girl like a white ball rushed at a thin little boy like a cannonball.

"Baby!"

The little boy caught the little girl, but his body shook back so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

It's too heavy! But fortunately, I didn't flash my waist.

However, he didn't seem to care, and pinched the little girl's slightly dark gray face with pity and said, "Why is the face dirty, come, wash." ”

After saying that, he led the little girl to the faucet.

The tap water in winter was bitterly cold, and just testing the water temperature made the little boy shiver.

This cold water can't be used for the baby, and it will be frostbitten.

The little boy smiled and gently instructed: "Baby, wait for me to get you hot water." ”

Baba took the basin and towels to the kettle, opened it and found that there was only a small half pot of water inside.

The dean's mother went to do the New Year's goods, so she still has to leave such a little water for the baby to drink, but she can't wash her face.

The little boy thought for a moment, took most of the half bucket of water, and prepared to carry it to the kitchen.

"Huh, ha!" The two-word mantra has no effect, and the bucket does not move at all.

Secretly glanced at the little chubby dun'er, the little boy found that she was holding white radish-like fingers, looking at this scene curiously, very interested, but didn't seem to find his embarrassment.

The little boy secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and pretended to be like this, and then he put his hands on it again, and finally lifted the bucket and carried it in front of him.

With difficulty, he carried the bucket to the kitchen, and when he crossed the threshold, Hao Xuan tripped over.

"Hee-hee!" The little girl smiled.

The little boy's face was slightly red.

"Brother Kang's strength is so great!"

Belch! It's a compliment! The little boy looked at the girl in surprise.

Proudly flexing his muscles, the little boy continued to carry water to the kitchen.

Opening the lid of the pot and holding the scoop, the little boy stepped on a stool and poured water into the pot.

One scoop, two scoops, three scoops......

Hey? The water is gone.

Fortunately, it should be enough for the baby to wash his face. The little boy estimated in his heart.

Following the example of the dean's mother, the little boy tinkered with it for a long time, and finally lit the half-wet wood in the stove.

Puffs of smoke burst out of the stove and filled the kitchen in a matter of breaths.

The little boy bore the brunt of the blow, and his eyes were red and tearful because of the smoke.

He wiped it absently and prepared to get back to work.

"Ahem, ahem." At that moment, a cough sounded from the side.

The little boy looked back, and the little girl who was squatting at the door at some point choked on the cigarette and coughed repeatedly.

"Baby, go play in the yard, it's dirty here."

The little girl firmly refused: "No, I'm going to look at Brother Kang!" ”

Pursing his lips, the little boy didn't hold on. He has always been unable to refuse the baby.

Smoke, it seems that the firewood is too wet?

Thinking of the dean's occasional complaint, the little boy suddenly understood something.

Try to take the firewood added to the stove as much as possible, and when it is dry, there is a lot less smoke.

The crisp cough didn't sound anymore, and the little girl applauded happily as she watched his movements: "Brother Kang is so good~ I can cook!" ”

"Baby wants to eat my cooking?"

"Yes!"

Without further explanation, it was just boiling water, not cooking, and the little boy continued to do his work.

Fortunately, the dean put the firewood far enough away from the stove, fortunately the little boy was stable enough, and everything was decent, and the two mischievous children raised the firewood stove by themselves but did not light the kitchen, but really boiled a small half pot of water.

Turning off the heat and carefully scooping the boiling water into the basin, the little boy tried the temperature again.

"Hiss~" gasped, and the little boy grinned at his scalded teeth.

Cold water to hot water, hot water to cold water. The dean taught.

The little boy brought half a basin of hot water to the tap, and his thin little face was flushed with steaming heat.

After testing the temperature of the water while receiving it, and finally feeling that it was not hot, the little boy quickly turned off the faucet and put the towel around his neck into the basin to stir it hot.

"Come on, baby, come and wash your face."

"Okay!" The little girl jumped and ran over, she thought it was funny, she used to wash her face with the dean's mother, and it was the first time that Brother Kang washed it.

Following the example of the dean, the little boy wrung the towel and prepared to wipe the girl's face.

It's just that the people are small and the hands are small, and the towels are still wet and dripping.

"You're going to wet your baby's clothes, right?" The little boy paused, and then tried to wring the towel for a while, and finally the towel stopped dripping.

"Here, baby, put your face here."

The little girl obediently approached her face, looking at the little face that was close at hand, tender and elastic than egg white, the little boy was a little dazed.

Putting a half-dried towel over the girl's face, the little boy began to wipe it vigorously.

The little girl shook, but she didn't make a sound, she didn't dodge, and continued to raise her face bravely.

After wiping it for a while, the little boy took off the towel and found that the little girl's face was a little too blushing.

The little boy was not stupid, he realized something, and he understood it by rubbing his face with a towel with the same force.

The strength is too great, his face hurts, not to mention the baby's fine skin and tender meat?

Knowing that he had made a mistake, he apologized and said, "Baby, I'm sorry, it hurts......"

"Hee-hee!" The little girl smiled absently: "Brother Kang is so fun, I still have to wash my face~"

"Hmm!"

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the towel was already cold, he put it in the water again to heat it and wring it out again, and then put it on the little girl's face.

It's just that this time, the action is a hundred times lighter and more careful than just now?

Little by little, he wiped the stains off the little girl's face, put her hands in the basin and washed them carefully, and the little boy washed himself with the leftover water that the little girl had used.

It's just that after all, he is a child, and his own front placket is soaked with water.

Fortunately, the baby was not covered with water, the little boy rejoiced.

"Whoa!" The cold, thin little face was attacked, so soft.

"Thank you, Brother Kang!"

His cheeks were crimson, and the little boy touched his face and suddenly smiled.

"Poof!"

Chen Xiaoli suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sank into the black sea and disappeared.

……

Thank you to the big guy Nan Ying, for the provocative reward.

Tomorrow's copy.,Update in advance.,There's no manuscript saved.,Tomorrow it's fate.。