Chapter 304

He turned his head and relied on Han Xiaoye. He changed his attitude towards his father and laughed like a little sunflower. "I want to wash with mommy."

"Do your own business." Fu Zhiyan frowned and raised him seriously. "The water has been put away for you. Go upstairs and wash yourself."

"No, I want to wash with mommy." Fu Xiaomao struggled, "I'm only three years old, aren't you afraid I'll fall?"

Han Xiaoye also thinks it's too dangerous to take a bath when he is three years old. In case he falls down, what should he do when he bumps? She stood up and reached for Fu's kitten. "Little uncle, I'll take the kitten to wash."

Fu Xiaomao's eyes brightened.

Fu Zhiyan calm face, temple suddenly jumped several times, thin lips pursed into a straight line, "no, I take him to wash."

With that, regardless of the tumult in my arms, I went upstairs.

In the bathroom on the second floor, the water in the bathtub is steaming with smoke. With a click, the door was locked. Fu Zhiyan put down the little guy in his arms and took down his bath milk from the cupboard without expression

Fu Xiaomao, who originally wanted to wash incense with his mother, saw that she was hopeless and not noisy. He jumped down and quickly took off his clothes and trousers, muttering, "bad temper, low EQ, no sunshine..."

Although his voice was small, no matter how loud the bathroom was, Fu Zhiyan heard all he said clearly. Eagle Falcon's Danfeng eyes suddenly narrowed and said coldly, "just now your grandmother called and asked if you were here. I will send you back to your grandmother's house tomorrow, and remember to apologize to your grandmother. Besides, your uncle said that he would train you well. "

cut from the same cloth

"I'm not talking to you."

So there's no room for resistance? Fu Xiaomao was in a panic, her eyes were red, and she growled angrily, "Fu Zhiyan, you are bad, you are too bad!"

He pointed to the bad man and said that he didn't change his expression at all. He scooped some warm water and rushed on him. Then he squeezed some bath milk out of the bottle, lifted his little hand and rubbed it on, "wipe it yourself."

Fu Xiaomao was angry and refused to wipe it.

Fu Zhiyan frowned, cold Phoenix eyes flashed by helpless. He squatted down and quietly wiped the bath milk off Fu Xiaomao's body. His deep facial features, reflected by the warm light, had a rare softness. When he had smeared all the bubbles on xiaodouding, he scooped some water and rushed on Fu Xiaomao. He asked without hesitation, "Fu Muye, is your grandmother good to you?"

Fu Xiaomao didn't want to pay attention to him, but he said, "better than you to me. Anyway, you are the worst to me. You don't like me and don't love me."

Fu Zhiyan ignored what he said behind him and said in a serious and low voice, "since you are good to you, why do you run out today to make her worry even if you don't say it?"

“……”

"How old are you?"

Fu Xiaomao lowered her head, staring at her little feet, stuffy, "three years old."

Fu Zhiyan washed his little butt clean, took the baby body lotion and poured it in his hand, coldly, "three years old should be sensible, at least should understand what is right and what is wrong. Do you think you did the right thing today? "

Fu Xiaomao shriveled under the mouth, a little uncomfortable, "No."

"Should you go and apologize to grandma and uncle?"

Although very do not want to admit, but he still difficult mouth, "should."

The next second, he raised his head again, indignant, "Daddy, you should also apologize to me, obviously mommy likes me best, but you lied to me that mommy doesn't like me."

It's really bad.

Mommy obviously doesn't like him, so he brings his lovely self, big villain!

Fu Zhiyan's eyes did not blink. He calmly smeared runti Lu on his little ass. Danfeng's eyes were dim. "I like many kinds of things."

"..." so?

"One kind of love doesn't mean all of it."

"What do you mean?" Fu Xiaomao thought it was too profound and didn't understand.

Like is like? Why are there so many kinds of likes?

"It means that her favorite is just an emotional favorite. In another type of emotion, she may not like it

The favorite of hooligans is their family love. In addition to family love, people also have friendship and love.

Fu Xiaomao was stunned, but his electric cerebellar pouch melon automatically translated his father's words into "don't be proud, your mother doesn't like you much." his steamed stuffed bun face turned into bitter gourd, and he decided to retaliate, "anyway, there is always a kind of like, or the most like. Daddy, Mommy doesn't like you, but she says she likes kittens best

"Is it?" Fu Zhiyan indifferently took the customized bathrobe on the shelf and put it on for him.

Fu Xiaomao continued to work hard, eyes turned and announced, "I'm going to sleep with mommy tonight!"

He was afraid that Fu Zhiyan would catch him back, but he ran to the place where he couldn't catch him, and then raised his chin complacently, "Mommy is mine tonight."

This time Fu Zhiyan didn't stop him, only glanced at him, "are you weaned?"

Are you weaned?

Are you weaned?

Fu Xiaomao was suddenly stabbed in the small heart, the face of the small proud almost can not hang up, he was hard to bite his teeth, very wronged in the heart, how can my father ask, can happily grow up?

……

In order to prove that he has been weaned, Fu Xiaomao hesitated for a long time and chose to go back to his bedroom alone. Before leaving, he still poked his little hand and looked back in three steps, "Mommy, I'm gone. Don't think about me."

As soon as his voice fell, he regretted it again. After a while, he changed his words decisively. "You'd better miss me. You'd better dream about kittens."

Han Xiaoye, who just came up and didn't know what was going on in the bathroom, couldn't bear to keep looking back and saying, "would the kitten sleep with mommy tonight?"

"Really?" man So the kittens have to sleep by themselves

"Er..." the three-year-old baby in a bathrobe said that she was a man, and could not disobey any more. Han Xiaoye suddenly had an impulse to laugh, but she held back her face, "OK."

Why didn't Mommy keep him? Without praising him for his good man, Fu Xiaomao went back to his room like frost beat eggplant