Parents can't guess what stars are thinking. It's not that they are stupid, but that they are a little far away from the age of stars.

"Mom."

Stars seem to want to be good, eyes bright, like to cry.

Wenli was distressed in an instant, "what's the matter with the stars? Mother promised the star everything. The star is not sad. "

"Well!" Star a listen, mother so for him, then he should also be more biased to his mother. He "sorry" glanced at his father and made a difficult decision.

"Mom, don't take care of dad."

Huh? Han Ximing picks eyebrows. What makes her son make such a cruel decision!

"Hard, too hard." With that, Xing Xing drills into Han Ximing's arms. He was embarrassed to look at his father and felt sorry for him.

Wen Li was stunned, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop rising. Han Ximing holds the star in her arms and coaxes her son in turn, "the star is not sad. The star is right. Mother can't work too hard. Dad doesn't need mom to take care of him. Dad takes care of mom, OK

"Good, good." Xing Xing lies on Han Ximing's shoulder and whispers, "Dad, when Xing Xing grows up, Xing Xing will wash the sheets for you..."

Han Ximing

Is he old? Why can't he keep up with his son's thinking? Why does his son wash the sheets for him? Is the hang family down or the Han family down?

Han Ximing frowned and said.

"Don't worry, dad will leave you a good fortune."

So stars don't have to wash their own sheets.

The father and son are not on the same channel at all, but in the eyes of others, they are still chatting with each other. It's so kind and touching.

"Star, let's go."

Dibai took the star and got into the car. The star waved to his parents through the window.

Wen Li and Han Ximing watched until the car was no longer visible. Wen Li looked up at Han Ximing and said, "why do stars wash your sheets?"

Han Ximing Weizhang, by the way, Xiao Li can read and understand lip language. So, she knew what their father and son had just talked about. Han Ximing asked modestly, "I don't understand. Why?"

"Ha ha." Wen Li picks her eyebrows and can't help laughing. "Think for yourself. Let me give you a hint. Under what circumstances do you need to wash the sheets? "

This

Han Ximing slowed down for half a beat, but also thought of it. After thinking about it, the expression is wrong. He fiercely

turned around and couldn't drag his son back from the car! Son of a bitch, what are you thinking? How can you speculate about his old father!

Wen Li glared at him, "don't be unhappy. You raise the stars well and are filial."

This Han Ximing thinks that this is not a good compliment.

That night, Han Ximing stood at the door of Wenli room. Wen Li didn't let him in. Han Ximing was aggrieved, "Xiao Li, we are husband and wife."

Wen Li calmly looked at him, "yes, but marriage is what you mean." She pointed to the temple, "I don't remember you here. I don't think you have any deep feelings for me." She said very clearly, "that's why I left without a word. Don't you know all about it?"

Han Ximing said quietly, "Xiao Li, I..."

"Don't say anything." Wen Li said with a smile, "although I am like this now, I still have my judgment. I just want to comply with my feeling now. Is there any problem?"

Han Ximing lowers his head. He can't say there is a problem. Where does he have the qualification?

Until this moment, he had to admit that what happened to Xiao Li could not be solved just by treating her well. People have ideas, and Xiaoli is more special than ordinary girls.