Chapter 1162

Youyou opened his eyes, and his confused eyes gradually turned to Qingming. When he saw the small meat ball sitting on his chest, Rong Yan held his forehead with one hand: "Rong Xiaoshuai, tell me why I don't sit in a good bed, but I have to sit on my father!"

"Let me play with you." The little guy said reluctantly. He sat on his chest with two small short legs. It was very comfortable.

"Go down." Rongyan closed his eyes and didn't want to say more.

"No." The refusal was neat and crisp.

Rong Shao opened his eyes, stretched out his long arm, grabbed him and moved the small meat ball from his chest to the bedside. He said angrily, "come downstairs with me. Dad doesn't have time to play with you."

Unexpectedly, he was despised. The little guy was very unhappy and puffed his mouth, "you're sick."

"So?" Rong Shao picked his eyebrow.

The little guy made a dizzy movement, then climbed onto him with hands and feet, sat down, and carved his small face with a serious expression, "Shuai Shuai wants to take care of you."

"Oh..." Rong Shao chuckled, "you little arms and short legs, can you take care of me?"

After sipping his ruddy little mouth, Xiaoshuai simply stopped talking, plopped, lay directly on him, closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

Anyway, Ma Ma said to accompany ba ba. He is accompanying him now.

"Hello, Rong Xiaoshuai." Rong Shaoshi pointed his head.

The handsome little hand patted him away.

"Hehe... He has a big temper." Rong Shao was funny and patted his little ass, "go downstairs and play with your mother. Don't follow me. Do you hear me?"

The little guy turned his head to one side and groaned angrily, "handsome didn't hear!"

Rongshao picked him up again and put him by the bed. The little guy sat up and stared at him angrily with his dark and pure eyes. Rongshao stretched out his long legs and put them on his belly, so he slowly pushed him to the end of the bed. "If you don't want to be infected by the virus, you'll hurry downstairs."

"I don't want it." He climbed up again with both hands and feet.

"Gee, I said you are so disobedient, why are you so disobedient?" Rong Shao pushed again.

Xiaoshuai simply grabbed his feet, and the fleshy fingers began to tickle the soles of his feet. Rong Shao was really ticklish. He wanted to kick him away, but he was afraid of hurting him. He wanted to take his feet back, but he was hugged by the little boy. For a moment, he couldn't help laughing.

The little guy continued to scratch proudly, and Rong Shao threatened: "Rong Xiaoshuai, let go! Let go if you don't want to be kicked out of bed!"

Xiaoshuai:“（ ˇ?ˇ )”

Rong Shao: "ha... Ha ha... Xiaoshuai, you let go..."

Xiaoshuai: "~ \ (≥ ▽≤) / ~"

Rong Shao: "little rabbit, you asked for it!"

Luo Anning was carrying white porridge. In the corridor, he heard laughter from the bedroom. The father and son

The door was not closed tightly. When I opened the door, I saw the big bed The ground was in a mess, and the quilt fell to the ground. The father and son were in a mess. Xiaoshuai was held in his arms by Rongyan and scratched vigorously. The little guy giggled and laughed.

"I said you two..."

Rongyan stopped, but only for a moment: "peace, you're here."

The little guy laughed so much that his stomach hurt. As soon as he saw Luo Anning, he spoiled for help: "numb, help... Giggle, giggle..."

Put the porridge on the bedside table, fell to Anning and sat down by the bed. Looking at the father and son who were playing hard, he said with a smile: "well, stop it, Rongyan."

Rongshao stopped and hummed proudly, "for your mother's face, let you go first."