Chapter 452

Fortunately, she is not the only one who is tired. Although she is still excited on her face, you can see that she is tired.

Although it's true that the little guy is not afraid, after all, his age is just four years old.

Not to mention that she is still recovering from a serious illness, and her physical quality can't keep up.

When I played before, I was full of vitality. I didn't even have much rest in the middle. Even the adult, Chang Cong, couldn't stand it, let alone the child.

Although the majority of them are often scared by congee

After all, the little guy is not in a hurry to continue playing. He climbs to the chair, and the whole person is lying on his legs. Obviously, he is also resting.

"It's so fun, but xiaoconghua is so tired now..."

The little boy's tender voice told her sister porridge that she felt tired.

Listen to the content of the little guy's words clearly, Chang Cong is about to cry out. My God, this little guy finally starts to feel tired!

It's good to know you're tired. At least you can have a rest.

Although she prefers to hear the little guy say that she wants to go back, it is obviously impossible.

Because just sitting straight into the sky when the little guy is still energetic with her, what to play, often porridge has not remember.

In a word, there are still many things I want to play. It's impossible for her to leave now.

Although this cognition made Chang Cong quite heartache, she felt very happy to have a rest now!

Some greedy enjoy the hard won rest time, mouth still quietly persuasion: "you are just sick, can't be too tired, let's have a rest to play?"

Chang porridge pondered the wording and said, after that, he seemed to feel that something was not right, and continued to add: "anyway, it's still a long time, and I'm not in a hurry to play, right?"

Often porridge looked at the sky, they came in the morning, now it is afternoon time, in the middle often porridge tough pull small guy, three people simply eat a meal.

Otherwise, according to the little guy's crazy play, he would not even eat.

The rest of the time, with the little guy in a variety of facilities inside the shuttle, the little guy really had a good time, this month's depressing time, all make up for.

Chang Cong sighed. Why did he agree to the request of the little guy to the playground.

But imagine that the little guy's pitiful look, holding his coquetry posture, often porridge unpromising thought, if again, I'm afraid I will still choose to agree.

She closed her eyes in pain. She didn't have the heart to refuse this little guy!

Chang Cong murmured in his heart, take more rest. It's better to stick to it until dark. If you don't play much, you should be sleepy. Then you can go back.

I can finally be liberated.

I don't want to kill her for the second time. I feel that after today, she will have a shadow on the playground.

You know, she used to think the playground was a romantic and interesting place.

After today, I'm afraid this idea will disappear completely

"Good, Xiao Conghua and Cong Cong sister have a rest together! We'll play together later! "

The little guy agreed to her sister's suggestion without refutation. Anyway, there is still a long time to play. Xiaoconghua thought happily.

Chang Cong: sure enough, this little guy doesn't want to leave.

Besides, she won't mind if she doesn't work with her!

But Chang Cong didn't answer again. It's meaningless to continue to tangle with the little guy at this inexplicable point.

Of course, the most important thing is that she really has no strength

And the little guy is not the same, although people are lying on the legs of often porridge, but the mouth is not stop.

"Before only Baba with shallot flowers to play, this is the first time, with porridge sister to play together!"

Little guy seems to think of something happy, eyebrows and eyes with a smile, big eyes full of vision.

This time out with her sister conghou, Xiao Conghua is happy from the bottom of her heart.

Feng Tingmo should be able to feel the difference of Xiao Conghua's performance. He has brought the little guy here to play in the past, but the little guy has never been as excited as this time.

Before she was tightly attached to Feng Tingmo, but this time it was different. The little guy almost stuck to Chang Cong's side all the way, and didn't even give Feng Tingmo a small look.

Because before, she only had Dad

To the amusement park, almost all parents with their children to play, a happy family of three.

Before, Xiao Conghua had asked Feng Tingmo naively why other children all had a mother, but she didn't, she only had a father.

Feng Tingmo has no way to answer this question. I don't know if the little guy knows anything. Since then, she has never asked this question again.

But when she came back to the amusement park, she stopped looking around and just went to play what she wanted to play.

Fengting doesn't understand, but he has no way, he can't catch that woman.

But this time it's different. This time it's not her and her father, and her favorite sister porridge.

Congee sister in xiaoconghua's side, xiaoconghua seems to realize what is the mother's feeling, she also has someone to accompany!

Just in front of a family of three, the mother is carefully wiping the sweat on the head for the little boy, the father stood watching, it looks very warm.

This time, the little guy didn't show his envious eyes as before. Instead, he laughed sweetly. His head rubbed against his legs and his little hand grasped his hand tightly.

This time, it's different. She has congee sister, and xiaoconghua smiles more brightly.

Chang Cong didn't say anything for a while. As early as the beginning of the little guy's words, Chang Cong opened his eyes and became conscious instantly.

There seems to be something wrong with the tone of the little guy's voice.

The time she spent with the little guy has made her most aware of the little guy's mood changes.

Almost as soon as the little guy's mood changes, she can feel it instantly, just like the resonance can be produced in the dark, which can be directly conveyed to her heart.

Although the little guy's words just now didn't sound inappropriate, Chang Cong's subconscious heart trembled and moved slightly.

This kind of feeling is very wonderful, often porridge porridge even can't say what this is for.

Because there is no definite connection between her and the little guy.