"An Zichen!" Bao Weiwei had no choice but to amplify some voices and shouted.

However, An Zichen's little pot friend usually hears the most is that others call him "Chenchen", so for the title in Bao Weiwei's mouth, he didn't realize that she was calling herself, so the movements in his hands would not stop because of this title at all.

"Tang Xuanli, hurry up and stop him!" Bao Weiwei was helpless, and hurriedly turned to Tang Xuanli, who was standing aside.

Tang Xuanli was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he still obediently pressed An Zichen's little arm.

Bao Weiwei finally had a little more time to breathe, straightened her somewhat wet hair a little, and then moved her muscles and bones, if she wasn't rude, he really didn't know why the flowers were so red!

"Tang Xuanli, you keep pressing him, I'll give him a bath." Bao Weiwei said and took out a baby-specific shower gel from the side, and then squeezed it in the palm of her hand.

And An Zichen didn't seem to feel that Bao Weiwei was already in a somewhat irritable mood at all, and still swayed his little thick legs happily, although his arm was pressed, his legs were still free.

"Chenchen, be honest with me, or I'll let you be here alone." Bao Weiwei said with a vicious look.

An Zichen's little pot friend turned a deaf ear, but it can also be understood that he didn't understand it at all. Although he is relatively intelligent, he is only a little more than a year old after all, how can he be asked of so much.

Bao Weiwei didn't really care about a little kid, she just casually vented her current depressed mood, and saw the little guy looking at her with black grape-like eyes all the time, her heart softened suddenly.

Gently scrubbed An Zichen's body with his hands, his body was white and tender, if it weren't for Bao's mother's love of cleanliness, there would be no need to bathe him so often. But it's strange to say, children don't like to take a bath very much, every time they take a bath, it's the same as killing pigs, but An Zichen likes it very much.

Washing the little guy from head to toe with shower gel, Bao Weiwei began to rinse him with clean water, while Bao Weiwei was not paying attention, Tang Xuanli gently held the bird between An Zichen's little pot friend's legs with one hand, and then said with some disgust: "It's so small." ”

An Zichen seemed to be able to feel Tang Xuanli's contempt for himself in his words, or that An Zichen's little pot friend had the dignity of being a man since he was a child, so his little thick leg directly kicked Tang Xuanli in the face, but he was young and had no strength in his leg at all.

"Hey, Tang Xuanli, what are you doing!" Bao Weiwei turned around and saw An Zichen kicking Tang Xuanli in the face, although she was a little worried about whether Tang Xuanli would be kicked and injured, but she was more concerned about what Tang Xuanli did to An Zichen now, after all, if there was really nothing, An Zichen would rarely do such an action.

"Nothing!" Tang Xuanli naturally wouldn't admit what she had just done, with water droplets on her face, she looked at Bao Weiwei very innocently.

"Hmph, don't always go behind my back on the children, if I see it one day, see if I don't clean you up!" Bao Weiwei glanced at Tang Xuanli.

And when Tang Xuanli heard Bao Weiwei say this, a little excitement flashed on her face, and she asked excitedly: "Weiwei, how are you going to clean me up?" ”

Bao Weiwei looked at Tang Xuanli silently for a while with her neurotic eyes, and then said faintly: "Tang Xuanli, do you know what it means to clean up?" ”

"Isn't it SM?" Tang Xuanli looked at Bao Weiwei suspiciously, and then looked shy: "Although it will be a little rude, if the object is Weiwei, I will try to bear it!" ”

Bao Weiwei suddenly felt a mouthful of hot blood surging up, and then directly picked up a handful of An Zichen's bath water and splashed it directly on Tang Xuanli's face: "Where are your thoughts staying!" Bao Weiwei has always felt that Tang Xuanli has been in China for more than three years, except for the earliest year, he often made jokes in Chinese, and in the days to come, his Chinese level has been very good! But why would he distort and interpret such a normal word like this!

"Isn't that what it means, what does that mean?" Tang Xuanli looked at Bao Weiwei in a daze, looking very dazed.

"Hmph, I still want to ask you, where did you understand that meaning from now!" Bao Weiwei glared at Tang Xuanli angrily, shouldn't he often watch some strange movies behind her back!

"I don't know, but I subconsciously understood it." Tang Xuanli didn't realize that there was anything wrong with such an explanation.

"You are really ......" Bao Weiwei didn't know what to say about Tang Xuanli, and finally said helplessly: "If you don't understand in the future, you can come and ask me, if you are in front of other girls, it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings." ”

"Oh." Tang Xuanli nodded as if she didn't understand, and then looked at Bao Weiwei with a strong desire to learn: "That Weiwei, what does this clean up mean!" ”

"To put it simply, it's ......" Bao Weiwei suddenly stuttered, because she found that she didn't have a good sentence to explain this word now, but now Tang Xuanli was still looking at her expectantly, and finally she finally organized the language in her heart, and said a little slowly: "Simply put, it means to beat you and say a few words to you, of course, this meaning is applicable to my sentence just now, if you say tidying up the house, it means tidying up the house." ”

"Uh-oh." Tang Xuanli finally nodded in understanding, and then continued to look at Bao Weiwei very curiously and asked: "Then in the novel, those men said to women, see that I can't go to bed to clean you up, what does it mean to clean up here, is it also the meaning of beating?" Tang Xuanli said this, with a hint of sympathy in his tone, "Weiwei, don't worry, whether it's under the bed or on the bed in the future, I won't clean you up!" ”

Bao Weiwei felt that the word powerlessness was no longer enough to describe her current mood, she tried to keep her tone within the normal range, although the smile on her face was a little hideous, but it was acceptable, Bao Weiwei tried to pat her face to make the smile more natural, and then asked softly: "Tang Xuanli, what kind of novel do you usually read?" ”

"It's the president, and then mommy running away with the ball, or something." Tang Xuanli didn't seem to hear the emotions in Bao Weiwei's words, and said very honestly.

When Bao Weiwei heard this, she suddenly looked up to the sky in her heart and roared, the old lady hated Taiwan!