Bao Xiaobao looked at him in surprise, how could this person taste so strange?

Kissing without brushing her teeth early in the morning, she hates it, okay?

Fu Nansen continued to use his slow speed to walk up to Bao Xiaobao, and brushed his teeth under her somewhat frightened gaze.

While brushing, he said, "It seems to be quite convenient~"

Bao Xiaobao hurriedly washed his face, and then he was about to go out with his notebook, but at this time, Xiaohuajuan was holding a steamed bun in his hand, and while eating, he looked at Bao Xiaobao in the room and Fu Nansen who came out.

"Baba said before that this room can only be used to get in."

"Baba said that his room can only be slept in numb~"

"It turns out that it's really Ma Ma~"

Bao Xiaobao twitched the corners of his mouth, unexpectedly looked at the little flower roll that swaggered in, and then walked over and grabbed his ear and shouted, "Fu Zhexi!" Who taught you to say these things?! ”

Xiaohuajuan smiled and looked at Bao Xiaobao happily: "Ma Ma, it was Baba who asked me to say this~"

Bag Packet: ......

Sure enough, the son of a human spirit is still a human spirit!

Seeing Bao Xiaobao's face with a complicated expression, Xiaohuajuan handed the half-eaten steamed bun to Bao Xiaobao, "Ma Ma, I have to eat in the morning~"

After Fu Nansen finished washing, he walked out with a cold face.

Then he looked at Xiao Huajuan sternly: "Baba told you that you went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner, who asked you to bring it up?" ”

Xiaohuajuan pouted, looked at Bao Xiaobao aggrievedly, and then hugged her thigh and said, "Ma Ma, Baba yells at me again~"

Bao Xiaobao turned to look at Fu Nansen, and then decisively took half of the steamed bun from the small flower roll and took a bite!

The chef of the male god's house is really not a fictitious one! Even the white-flour steamed buns are so delicious!

Then she shook her head arrogantly while chewing, made a grimace at Fu Nansen, and ran downstairs with the little flower roll in her arms.

Xiaohuajuan kissed her face: "Ma Ma, you are so good~"

Bao Xiaobao's smile froze for a second, but it was immediately melted by the warm smile of a little angel.

She looked at him and laughed slowly.

Will there come a time when he will know who his mother is?

At that time, would he still call himself like this, affectionately?

This father and son, like a water-friendly dye, seeped into her cotton shirt without paying attention.

Monotonous and boring white, mixed with lively colors.

In the past gray years, there has never been such a relaxed and pleasant bag.

She wanted to be selfish enough to keep it all for herself.

But she couldn't escape her demons.

But even in that entanglement, she still has nostalgia for him.

It doesn't matter if it's this little thing, or the old thing behind him.

It seems that she is gradually approaching her life.

Bao Xiaobao resists getting and is also afraid of losing.

"Mama, aren't you happy?"

Xiaohanamai looked at her, and then kissed her, Bao Xiaobao was still silent, and then he kissed her again.

After kissing her a few times, Xiaohanamaki found that Ma Ma was still sullen, and then looked at her aggrievedly and pouted.

It took a while for Bao Xiaobao to react, and then looked at Xiaohanamaki and smiled.

But the long-term loss in his eyes and the joy that covered up the loss at this moment were all seen by Grandma Fu, who was walking towards her.

"Nansen up, is it up?"

Grandma Fu walked over and wanted to lead the little flower roll.

Bao Xiaobao put down the small flower roll and completely put away the emotions in his eyes.

"Oh, Grandma, he's up—"