Leaning over, Yu Siqiao kissed her on the face and said, "Dry your hair before you go to sleep." ”

Mo Shu muttered, "Sleepy ......"

Yu Siqiao picked her up and said, "Wipe it dry and go to sleep." ”

Mo Shu reluctantly was picked up, closed his eyes, and let him wipe his hair for him.

Yu Siqiao picked up the towel next to her, and while slowly wiping her hair, suddenly something flashed in her palm.

Then, it was as if a cloud of heat was coming out.

Yu Siqiao was startled and immediately withdrew his hand.

Then, the heat from his hand quickly disappeared.

Yu Siqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to help Mo Shu wipe his hair.

But suddenly, the heat in the palm of his hand quietly surged up again.

Yu Siqiao was startled, and then, he noticed that the woman's head in his palm moved, and said, "What is hot, so comfortable." ”

Yu Siqiao hesitated, "Are you comfortable?" ”

Mo Shu answered lazily.

Yu Siqiao looked down at his hand and tentatively roamed Mo Shu's head.

Suddenly, I found that Mo Shu's head, which was still wet just now, instantly emitted a piece of water vapor, which dried up a lot in an instant.

Yu Siqiao touched the heat in his hand to make sure that it would not burn people, so he slowly dried Mo Shu's hair.

Mo Shu fell asleep again unconsciously, and this time, breathing evenly, it was so comfortable that he twisted in his arms.

My hair was drier than expected.

It's all dry, and it feels hot.

Yu Siqiao was a little surprised, and looked at his palm, the white light had long since disappeared.

The warm feeling is still lingering in the palms of his hands, and even on Mo Shu's hair, there is still this residual warmth.

The temperature is scorching.

Yu Siqiao touched her hair, gently laid her on the bed, and helped her cover her with the quilt.

And himself, Yu Siqiao sat on the edge of the bed, leaned on the head of the bed, looked at his palms, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Woo!" The sound of milk in the small milk tank came from the side of the small bed.

Yu Siqiao looked over and saw that it was a large jar lying on the edge of the small bed, looking through the railing.

There were still traces of saliva drying up on his face, and when he saw Yu Siqiao looking at it, he shook with joy.

The little jar was still asleep, probably when he heard the sound of the big jar, the little body turned to the side, and kicked him in disgust.

With that kick down, the big jar's smile instantly fell, and his chubby face seemed to be very dissatisfied, frowning and shouting in protest.

The little jar ignored him, gave him a small buttocks, and went back to sleep.

Yu Siqiao chuckled lightly and said in a low voice, "Sleep." ”

The big jar looked at Yu Siqiao, who changed from lying on his stomach to lying down, raising his little hands and feet, and playing with himself.

Yu Siqiao looked at him for a while, then lay down and closed his eyes.

A dreamless night.

When Mo Shu woke up, he noticed that his body was cold.

Rolling up the quilt, Mo Shu closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Suddenly, the chilly feeling came again.

Under the quilt, there are soft meat balls slowly climbing up.

The little milk pot crept up from the quilt and grinned when she saw her mother.

Mo Shu closed his eyes and reached out to grab him.

The little immediately screamed and laughed, and was so happy.

Mo Shu was in a lot of energy for a while, and couldn't help laughing, hugged the little milk pot in his arms, kissed it, and said, "Brother? ”