Chapter 1799

Little son of a generation:!!

Anmu:!!

All of you

After the birthday party, xiaoshizi goes to sleep every day, and he has to be accompanied by Anmu. He washes and goes to bed early, and then waits for his fragrant mother to come and tell him a story.

But I didn't expect that the one who came in today was dad?

Feng Xiao, wrapped in a bath towel and coughed, came over with a stiff face. His tall body was sitting on the edge of the little prince's bed, almost occupying the whole bed.

The little Shizi watched him with a story book and flipped it over there. Then he threw it to the side, "these are all too childish!"

Little son of a generation:!! Although he is also a high IQ, but he is only four years old this year, OK!

Usually listening to stories is to relax and get into sleep.

But fengxiao is like this today

Feng Xiao looked at the little son's face. At last, he turned his eyes and said, "your mother is pregnant. I'll come to sleep with you later. Let's not tell these fairy tales without nutrition. Let's make a quick mental turn."

Little prince

As a result, a father with a small son of the world together to use their brains, two people to do a sharp brain turn.

Then, one of them waited for three hours in his bedroom, but he didn't see Anmu when Feng Xiao came back. He put on his clothes and went to the next door. When he opened the door, he saw two people sitting on the crib.

"No, no, no!" the little prince was saying

Feng Xiao frowned, "it may be like this."

"It's just wrong!" Xiaoshizi pointed to the answer in the book to Feng Xiao, "you see, it's written like this."

Feng Xiao glanced at it, then his face was not red and his heart didn't jump. He said, "there must be multiple answers. Just like we do things, we should diversify. We can't stick to one answer. Do you understand?"

The little prince nodded in a muddle.

Standing at the door of the Anmu smoked the corner of his mouth: Hello, are you coaxing your son to sleep? More and more spirit for Mao xiaoshizi!

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xiaoshizi is very depressed and super depressed.

Since the mother was pregnant with a baby, the father did not go to work, every day to the mother can not do this, can not do that on the ground, blocking their mother and son to meet.

Xiaoshizi likes his mother very much, but does his mother not like himself?

This day, early in the morning, when xiaoshizi woke up, he felt a little pain in his head. He held out xiaopang's hand and touched his forehead. Then he found that

Xiaoshizi jumped out of bed excitedly and ran out, "Mom, mom..."

Anmu, who is preparing breakfast downstairs, hears the sound and looks up to see the little son of the world galloping forward. He thinks something is wrong. He stands still and looks at him running over.

After the little son of the world ran over, he stood in front of her and looked up at her, "Mom, mom, I have a fever!"

Now, you can let your mother take care of yourself?

I remember that when I was a child, my mother took care of her when she had a fever.

Anmu was really worried. He went over and put out his hand to touch his forehead. "It's a little hot as expected."

Then he took his little hand and said, "let's go upstairs and have a good rest. Today's kindergarten is not going. My mother will accompany you."

The little son of a generation's eyes were almost luminous.

But just then As soon as they turned their heads, they found the tall fengxiao standing there, just like a wall, which made the little prince's good mood disappear in a moment.

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