Chapter 917

"The colder you get, the more you bully my daughter?" When Nian Xiaomu was about to reach out to hug Liu, he heard a faint voice coming from his ear.

"She bullied me."

“……”

Nian Xiaomu didn't know what his words meant. He just picked up Liu, and his palm was wet.

She looked down.

My crotch is wet.

I think it's careless to wet the bed.

Once again, I looked up, and my chest was also wet.

This

"Nian Xiaomu, now you know who was bullied?" The colder I am, the more I bite my teeth.

Early in the morning, he had a flood on his chest.

One of his carp sat up and found that it wasn't a flood at all. It was a small glutinous rice ball that was sleeping soundly. I don't know when it would lie on his chest and pee happily

After peeing, she woke up.

I found that I had done something wrong, and my strong desire for survival made her curl up into a ball and roll to the place I couldn't reach in a moment.

The next year, I stared at him.

No one spoke first, you look at me, I look at you.

A silent contest.

Liu now relies on Nian Xiaomu's arms, but he knows that his pants are wet, and he takes them off as soon as he puts his foot on them.

Naked, soft one, squatting in front of Nian Xiaomu to explain.

"Before I went to bed, I drank a cup of grandma's ～"

drooping little head. I really believed that I was wrong.

"Yu Yuehan, Liu Liu didn't mean it. You're so fierce and will scare her." In the first year of his life, mu Baodu carried Liu Liu into his arms and said.

It's normal for a three-year-old to pee occasionally.

Liu is already very good.

I usually get up and go to the bathroom by myself.

"Who told you I killed her?" Yu Yuehan reaches out and takes off his wet robe, glances at the face of Nian Xiaomu, and holds the naked little Sixie from her arms.

Go to the wardrobe, find a pair of small pants from inside and put them on for her.

Familiar with the movement, quite a father's posture.

It can be seen that before Nian Xiaomu appeared, he often took care of Liu Liu.

Seeing that he had not been scolded, the little nuomi Tuan son tooted his little mouth and leaned forward and gave him a slap on the face.

She ran downstairs with a small face, looking for the housekeeper to play.

Yu Yuehan stood in front of the wardrobe and saw the figure of Liu disappear at the door.

Tall body, a casual reclining to the door of the wardrobe, squinting at the young mu in bed.

He has taken off his wet Nightgown, with a smooth chest, strong chest muscles, sexy abdominal muscles, and

"Hiss --"

Nian Xiaomu forcefully pinched his thigh.

Early in the morning, seeing such a vivid picture, she was afraid of nosebleed.

"You're clean?" Young Mu asked suddenly.

The last time he was wet by Liu Liu's urine, he almost tore off his skin.

This time I was so calm.

Not only didn't get angry, but also changed his pants for Liu Liu.

"My daughter didn't mean it." More and more cold light lips.

Take the paper at the head of the bed and walk towards Nian Xiaomu, asking her to wipe the dry urine trace on her chest.

Nian Xiaomu: "..."

Just like this?

See the confusion of her eyes, more and more cold casual lips.

"Before you wake up, Liu promised me that he would not rob my mother for the next month."

Nian Xiaomu: "..."