He taught her to help him with her soft little hands

Afterwards

The Tang Dynasty was stunned. Then he thought of something. He leaned over his head, pecked on her red mouth and left a sentence: "wait for me for a while."

He went out of the room and quickly came in, carrying a tissue and a wet towel in his hand. He sat down beside her, took her hand and spread it on his leg.

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Lu silently glanced at him and was soon found by him. "If you want to see it, just look openly. I don't charge you money. Do you need to sneak?"

"Who, who is sneaking!" With a stiff neck and a stiff mouth, you should draw back the brush with small hands.

"Don't move!" Pressing her hand, the Tang Dynasty screwed down its eyebrows: "it's too dirty. Wipe it for you before moving."

Lu silently, who was said to be thinking of the center, shut up and stopped talking.

However, he still wondered how he knew she was dirty. She didn't say anything.

Looking at her eyes, her thoughts were written on her face. The Tang Dynasty said, "don't think about it. Just your IQ, you'd better keep it for use."

"Tang Dynasty, how dare you look down on my IQ?!"

"I don't despise it, but I can't see it at all. Why, do you have IQ?"

"You! You!!" Lu silently became angry. The smelly man dared to say that she had no IQ!

What a bully!

After the paper towel was wiped, she patiently wiped her tender little hands with a wet towel until all her fingers were wiped clean. After all this, the Tang Dynasty turned over, lay down beside her, and grabbed her tender and soft body with one hand and half buckled it in her arms.

The soft smile spread out: "OK, you have IQ. The one with the highest IQ belongs to you. Lu silent and not angry."

"Coax a three-year-old, you!" Without giving face, he slowly poked into the salty pig's hand in his pajamas.

Not once, but again.

The Tang Dynasty made unremitting efforts to wipe her off. While eating tofu, he muttered: "it's just a three-year-old child. I'll knock you out and fight back to your nest immediately. F Kang sleeps once, fights twice, sleeps once and earns once!"

If he is really a three-year-old child, does he need to pester her and stick to her like a bitter meat trick and a dog skin plaster?