After wiping it, it seemed that it was not clean enough, and raised the child's own hand to wipe it. He repeatedly competed with the saliva on his clothes, raised the little guy's hand, and wiped his own clothes. An adult will not feel embarrassed to pit his son like this. The steamed stuffed bun is so big. Naturally, he doesn't understand anything. He is obedient to his manipulation. From beginning to end, he just grins at him sweetly. The smile is innocent, as if you don't know the world at all. I can't see it anymore“ What are you doing? " He took the little hand of the steamed stuffed bun, spread out his little palm, and carefully wiped it for him. Bao Bai glanced at Pei Chengxi behind him and comforted his son, "baby, we don't care about your daddy. Daddy is the most childish. We call it generosity!" Pei Chengxi was caught. He smoked from the corner of his eye and touched his nose in embarrassment. The steamed stuffed bun still smiled sweetly from beginning to end. Obediently, he let Sha Xingbao wipe it for himself. He wiped his hands clean and stuffed them back into his warm sleeves. He thought it was over. The small steamed stuffed bun was like a steamed stuffed bun, even if it was Keng by Pei Chengxi. Unexpectedly, he took the child from Pei Chengxi's hand and was ready to hold the child forward. When xiaobaozi and Pei Chengxi brushed themselves, he suddenly waved his little hand. The fleshy arm greeted Pei Chengxi's close handsome face, "pa Da", and there was a slight sound in the air. Pei Chengxi's face was in the middle. The slap of a child for several months is soft and painless, but the voice is crisp and particularly loud. A few seconds of silence in the garden. Floxacin Bao stared at the small steamed stuffed bun's still raised hand, and then looked at Pei Chengxi's face. He couldn't believe what had happened. Pei Chengxi was stiff, his face still kept turning to the small steamed stuffed bun. He was stunned for a few seconds. After returning to his senses, the corners of his eyes jumped hard. Is the boy paying him back now? How old is it that you don't let yourself suffer? It seems not easy for such a big child to start. Pei Chengxi rubbed his handsome face, which seemed to be bitten by insects, and glanced coolly at the steamed stuffed bun. Little steamed stuffed bun didn't know if he was aware of what he had done. His arm, which had been raised before, was stared at by him and dropped down. With a small grin, he reappeared his signature sweet smile and smiled innocently at Pei Chengxi. His face changed quickly, the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and his smile seemed to be flattering. Pei Chengxi narrowed his eyes and swept his eyes on him like a scanner. He stared at his face and looked again. He couldn't believe what he saw. The child is now less than half a year old. For such a young child, Pei Chengxi clearly knows that it is impossible to really understand the meaning of the word "return". However, the little steamed stuffed bun's previous behavior and his present smile really made him think so. Pei Chengxi is a little speechless. His son is only so old. Naturally, it is impossible to argue with him“ Yes, it will be promising when you grow up. " His big hand rubbed his furry head. Pei Chengxi took Sha Xingbao's shoulder in his arm and went to his villa with his mother and son. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.