Fuduo didn't understand where Shen Xu was in a low mood. He quickly opened the topic and said several jokes in a row, only then he managed to amuse Shen Xu a little.
The two went back to the courtyard hand in hand.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw a vague, small figure standing in the middle of the courtyard.
Small steamed stuffed bun hands akimbo, standing in the hospital, staring at Shen Xu, eyes Shua once fixed frame in Shen Xu and Fuduo holding hands.
He raised his short leg and stepped forward with great momentum. He reached out to break Shen Xu's and Fuduo's hands together. As he gritted his teeth, he squeezed out words from his teeth and said, "how old are you? You have to hold hands when you go out. Are you ashamed of yourself?"
Fuduoduo
If she's not ashamed, she's not!
Shen Xu holds Fuduo's hand tightly. No matter how hard he tries, he just doesn't let go.
He's not going to let go at all.
The little guy even choked his milk, his face turned red, but he still couldn't pull a point. He glared at Shen Xu with his big watery eyes.
"You let go!" His voice was clear and his words were a bit of command.
Shen Xu light aimed at his eyes, eyes flow between not angry from Wei, with the elders born with a sense of oppression, he light lips is very pressure, way: "not loose."
"Let go!" Xiao Bao stamped his feet angrily.
"It's just not loose." Shen xuning looked down at the little guy on the ground, his lips slightly up, and even quite provocative way: "what can you do?"
Xiaobaozi suddenly choked, "you -"
"Oh?" Shen Xu's face suddenly a Li, the speech speed is faster, also serious a lot of, "who teaches you to dare to call you a word directly to me, from childhood is such?"
Small steamed stuffed bun touched Shen Xu's stern eyes, and his whole body suddenly trembled, but there was no sound.
"Father, father, don't be angry, son is obedient..." He slowly lowered his head, raised his hands, and saluted Shen Xu respectfully.
Between father and son, there is no need to say much, dignity and fear are born, only a look can be transmitted.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Fuduo patted Shen Xu on the back and angrily looked at him, "look what you scared the child into. Let's take it as soon as it's good. It's not someone else's father!"
Shen Xuwei was confused, "I -"
"what are you? Do you really think you're someone else's father? " Fuduoduobai gave him a look, bent down and took xiaobaozi's hand, coaxed: "you don't care about him, elder sister takes you to wash, after washing, go to bed, OK?"
Xiaobaozi immediately lifted his spirit and small head, nodded and said cleverly: "good."
"Good!" Fuduo smiles and pinches his little face. He leads him to the prepared room.
Stay where you are, Shen Xu alone.
Shen Xu looked at the big one and the small one in front of him. After a long time, he couldn't help sighing. He helped his forehead and shook his head helplessly.
In the room, the steamed stuffed bun is also very aggrieved.
"Tiannu says that my father loves me the most, but I don't think this father is good at all. When I was born, I abandoned him. Or I went through all kinds of hardships to find him and was almost eaten by jiutoujiao when I fell into the devil's land. In the end, he had to brush his father's prestige and let my face go away!" The little steamed stuffed buns nestled in Fodor's arms, and gave him many clothes to make complaints about his clothes.
Hearing this, fuduoduo couldn't help laughing.