Song Qingcheng looked back at him, flattened his mouth and carried the child in. But before she put it on the bed, her movements stopped again.
"What if I didn't take a bath?" She asked him.
“……” Ji Zhengting pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to say: you ask me, who do I ask?
What's more, the child is sweating a lot today. If he doesn't take a bath, he will not sleep well and it's not hygienic.
"He's sweating a lot today." He was honest.
She can do it by herself.
"Then it must be washed. I hate sweating and not taking a bath Song Qingcheng heard the words, there is no doubt that made a decision. She sat on the bed and took off the coat from xiaobaozi. Then she was ready to undress xiaobaozi. "Come and help me."
Her tone was natural, like that of an ordinary couple. This feeling, let season Zhengting face gloomy is finally scattered.
He came over to help. He stretched out his hand and didn't know where to start.
It took song Qingcheng a long time to work hard, but he didn't feel comfortable. After all, she didn't help him undress when he was asleep, let alone take a bath.
"You hold him for me, I'll take him off." Song Qingcheng talks to him.
Ji Zhengting does as she says and holds the bun. In this way, song Qingcheng was much more convenient, and soon took off the last one. However, she was not in a hurry to finish, but planned to take off her pants.
"By the way, you can help me to drain the water first. I'll do it alone." Song Qingcheng picked up the bun, put it on the bed and took off his trousers.
Her movements are not very sharp, but in Ji Zhengting's eyes, they are very sharp.
Over the years, it has been practiced.
Ji Zhengting stood there, looking at it, absorbed in it, completely forgetting what she said just now.
Song Qingcheng took off xiaobaozi's coat and trousers and found that the tall shadow was still there. She turned her face and said, "Why are you still standing here?"
Did not hear her words, or did not understand, or Is it possible for you to call on the chief executive?
But
None of them!
She saw a complex emotion in his eyes. That kind of sentiment, she did not understand, but did not dare to explore too much, just quickly will look back.
Ji Zhengting was so reminded by her that he came back to himself. He went to the bathroom without saying anything.
Song Qingcheng heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and gradually became thoughtful.
His eyes are always lingering in my mind
As if she saw him three years ago. Every brief difference, his eyes are reluctant to give up, nostalgia. When walking, his eyes are full of dependence and satisfaction. Occasionally, when he sees a happy family of three, his eyes are full of admiration and yearning
Just now, his eyes seemed to carry all these emotions.
Is she thinking too much? Or Her delusion?
The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and her thoughts stopped. Ji Zhengting comes out of the bathroom and finds that the clothes on the child are just the same. He quietly looks at the woman who has stood up to take off her pants for the child.
Although she has hidden those emotions, what can't be hidden is that she was really thinking about something just now.
What was she thinking?
"Maybe you should come in and help me. I haven't bathed him like this alone." This is the first time that this has happened.
When Ji Zhengting comes back to himself, song Qingcheng has come in with her child in her arms. Just now still pretty face, heard her words, suddenly gloomy down, asked her, "who used to help you?"
“……” Song Qingcheng was stunned.
Obviously, the focus of their understanding is not on one line.
She just wanted to say that for the first time, she bathed her child while he was asleep. What he understood was that in the past, people helped her.
To put it simply, it is the "alone" in her words that causes contradiction.
Song Qingcheng realized that his choice of words led to misunderstanding. Of course, there was no need to explain. She didn't answer him and went into the bathroom with the baby in her arms.
Ji Zhengting's heart is full of fire, which will add fuel to the fire. He is very upset, so he didn't go in to help.
As soon as I turned around and started to walk, I heard a scream inside. Then there was a loud sound of water and a child's cough. He was startled and rushed in.
"What's the matter?" He asked nervously.
"If you don't help, the child will slip into the water and choke." This tone is absolutely complaining.
Ji Zhengting's mouth is in a straight line. I don't know if I'm angry with her or myself. But now it's clear that we can't joke about the safety of steamed stuffed buns.
He sat down on the edge of the bathtub, put out his big hand, and sat in mid air, completely not knowing where to start.
Xiaobaozi was choked just now. It will wake up a little. The long eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes in a daze. After a moment of blurring, a familiar face loomed in front of him."Mommy song..." Xiaobaozi was whispering. I just thought I was dreaming.
"Baby, Mommy is here. Be good. Mommy will give you a bath." When talking to children, her voice is soft and soft, like the spring rain that can melt people.
"Mommy, you don't want trouble, do you?" The pitiful appearance of the steamed stuffed bun is very distressing.
Song Qingcheng's tears whirled in her eyes. Her hands covered with bath gel washed clean in the water. Then she braved the child's cheek and said in a soft voice, "of course, Mommy won't bother. Trouble is Mommy's heart. Mommy will die without you, you know?"
"That's good..." Xiaobaozi sighed at ease.
"Good, sleep." Song Qingcheng's heart is about to be pulled up. She never thought that one day she would become the source of her children's unhappiness.
But what did she do wrong?
"I don't want to sleep," he said. When you wake up, Mommy's gone. "
"No, Mommy will always be there."
"But I want daddy to be there Xiaobaozi didn't know whether she was awake or not. Her hazy eyes just looked at her.
“……” Song Qingcheng had a bitter taste. Don't want to cheat the child, but can't answer the child's words, can only change the topic, "close your eyes, Mommy will give you hair wash."
Xiaobaozi didn't seem to wait until he agreed. He was disappointed. When he closed his eyes, he sighed dejectedly.
"Good, it'll be ready soon." Ji Zhengting timely voice, is to prove their existence, so that small steamed stuffed bun at ease. He reached out and helped to hold the brain bag of xiaobaozi so that song Qingcheng could help him with shampoo.
However, hearing his voice, xiaobaozi immediately opened his eyes, half lying body, almost to sit up.