Song Nanchen's mouth was about to close in surprise.

The little princess who had difficulty getting up and sleeping was coaxed to sleep by Xiao Fubao so easily.

It's incredible.

"You put her to sleep?" Song Nanchen deliberately lowered his voice and asked.

Xiao Fubao nodded: "Yes! Fu Bao thought that Fu Bao and Xiao Cotton Jacket would sleep together today, and Little Cotton Jacket said that she had to listen to stories to sleep, so Fu Bao read stories and coaxed her to sleep."

Song Nanchen's mouth opened wider.

What kind of fairy baby is this?

That's a bit too good.

Obviously he is still depressed, but he still takes care of children who are older than him first.

It's incredible.

He was even more determined to visit Xiao Fubao's mother after the recording of the show.

I must ask her for advice on how to educate children.

In this regard, I am still too far behind.

Sang Wanzhou took the sleeping bag and put it beside him, pointed to the sleeping bag and said, "Come in, it's a little cold tonight, it's warmer to sleep here."

Seeing this, Song Nanchen looked at the other sleeping bag: "Can you lend us that sleeping bag?" I want the little padded jacket to lie down in it too."

Sang Wanzhou nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

Song Nanchen unfolded the sleeping bag and carefully carried Song Shengsheng into the sleeping bag.

Then he turned off the light on the top of the tent, lay down beside her, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Xiao Fubao got up very early as usual, but the sharp-eyed audience found out that she didn't seem to have any energy.

[What's wrong with the little baby? Why don't you seem to have any energy? 】

[That's right, according to weekdays, she will definitely greet us first in good spirits, but today she went to wash up directly. 】

[Did it happen after it was broadcast yesterday?] 】

Soon they knew what had happened after yesterday's broadcast.

There is no small fish family.

[It turned out that it was because Xiao Yu'er was gone, the little baby was so low, too, she and Xiao Yu'er were best friends, and when her friend left, of course she would be sad. 】

[It's all the parents' fault, but what's the child's fault? They don't understand anything. 】

[Poor Xiao Yu'er was also affected by her parents, and I don't know if it will affect her growth. 】

Among them, there are inevitably some sunspots with rhythm in the live broadcast room, saying that Xiaoyuer's approach to Xiao Fubao itself has a purpose, and the relationship between the two little cubs is the relationship of plastic sisters.

The wall fell and everyone pushed it.

The entire live broadcast room scolded at once.

Xiao Fubao was listless all day, and several people all felt that the atmosphere that had been very happy before was gone in an instant, but became a little dull.

Pistachio stopped talking.

Several other people took her to the sea and to the jungle to explore, but there was no way to mobilize her enthusiasm.

Sang Wanzhou had no choice but to take off the shoes of the two, pull up the trousers, and take her barefoot to the beach.

The waves gently lapped ashore, and the icy water covered half of Xiao Fubao's calves.

When the sea receded, the sand under her feet was carried away by the seawater, and there was an inexplicable strange feeling.

She loved it.

My attention was immediately drawn to my feet, and my mood was much better.

Sang Wanzhou quietly led her by the side, not realizing that a palm-sized crab had been washed to his feet by the sea.

The crab raised its pincers towards his calf and slammed it over.

"Sss Sang Wanzhou was caught defenselessly by a pair of pliers, and gasped in pain.