Song Nanchen's eyes widened, his eyes full of incredulity.

This child is also too well-behaved, he doesn't need to be taken care of by others when he washes, eats and bathes, and he doesn't need to be said by others, so he goes obediently.

I really want to visit her parents.

Ask her parents for advice on how to educate their children.

In order to educate children to be as well-behaved and sensible as Xiao Fubao.

After washing, Xiao Fubao obediently put away the toothbrush and toothcup, jumped down from the chair and put the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and got up to look at Song Nanchen.

"Uncle, where did Fu Bao sleep today?"

Song Nanchen came back to his senses at this time, pointed to the single bed behind the sofa seat and said, "You just sleep here, is it okay to sleep alone?" Or do you want to sleep with your uncle?"

Before Song Nanchen finished speaking, Xiao Fubao had already climbed into bed and obediently covered the quilt by himself.

"It's okay, Fu Bao can sleep by himself!"

Song Nanchen: "."

Although it is a very bad thing to compare your own children with other people's children.

But he still can't help but sigh that Xiao Fubao's tutor is really good, and the child is really well-behaved.

"Then I'll turn off the lights and turn off the stream? Say goodnight to the audience."

"Good night~"

[The little baby is so well-behaved! Good night baby~】

[My desire to steal the child is getting stronger and stronger, good night baby~]

[Good night, little baby~]

Maybe it's because I slept too much during the day, or maybe it's because it's the first time I've slept with someone else, and I don't have Sang Wanzhou by my side.

Xiao Fubao is still very energetic until now.

It was quiet at night.

In order to prevent Song Nanchen from making noise, she sat up lightly and quietly opened the corner of the curtain to look out.

As far as the eye could see, it was endless darkness, except for a street lamp at intervals of 10 meters to remind her that the car was moving forward.

The sound of a car was whispering in my ears.

Xiao Fubao stared at the night scene outside for a long time.

I don't know if my parents are watching Fubao's live broadcast.

Did they recognize Fu Baolai?

Fu Bao really wanted to ask them.

Why don't you want Fubao.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Song Nanchen's voice suddenly came out of the darkness.

Scared Xiao Fubao.

Song Nanchen got out of bed and walked to her side and sat down.

"Isn't it unaccustomed to sleeping alone?"

The faint street lamp outside the window shone into the RV and shone on the cute side face of Xiao Fubao.

She shook her head and said, "No."

"Are you homesick, then?"

Xiao Fubao stopped talking.

Obviously, she didn't think about home when she was at her brother's.

Why is she not only unable to sleep without her brother, but also homesick all the time?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Nanchen knew that he had guessed correctly.

What they have always seen is Xiao Fubao's obedient, cute and sensible side, and they often forget that she is just a 6-year-old girl.

It's right to be homesick.

Then it's not normal to be sensible.

He turned on the lights that circled around the top of the bed, and the blinding light made both of them squint.

Then he took out a fairy tale book from the locker.

"Would it be okay for your uncle to tell you a story? When she couldn't sleep at night, her uncle would tell her stories, and she would fall asleep after listening to them."

"Story?"

Xiao Fubao blinked.

She'd never heard a story before.

"Okay!"

"Then you lie down obediently, cover the quilt, and your uncle will tell you a story, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiao Fubao obediently lay down and covered the quilt.