Chapter 990

"Get up!"

Cold day touched son's head, cold Yi Cheng happy nod, sit up, Ma Liu of slide down bed.

Cold days hook under the corner of the mouth, also sit up, see Leng Yicheng help pull the wheelchair, the radian of his mouth more deep a few minutes.

Good boy!

"Daddy, be careful, don't run into it!"

Leng Yicheng holds the armrest of the wheelchair. Although it doesn't work, it's very gratifying in cold weather.

"Well!" He answered, got into his wheelchair and drove straight to the bathroom.

Leng Yicheng trotted along and asked, "Daddy, do you want to brush your teeth now?"

On a cold day, he turned to his son and said, "when I pee, brush my teeth together!"

"Well!" Leng Yicheng nods happily.

Cold day smile, convenient next, just sit, cold Yi Cheng take the warm towel to come over to wipe his hand.

Then the little guy turned around, stepped on the stool, took down his toiletries and held them in his arms.

On a cold day, he put the towel away and gently raised his chin to signal Leng Yicheng to go back to his bedroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Leng Yicheng laughs and goes out first.

Cold days control the wheelchair to follow, Leng Yicheng walked a few steps, then looked back at him, saw that he followed, ran to open the door.

He holds the cold washing utensils in one hand and opens the door on tiptoe. He opens the door to let the cold go out and closes the door gently.

Looking at his son's careful action in cold weather, he said, "come on, go to your room and brush your teeth!"

"Hee hee

Leng Yicheng ran to the door of her room and opened it to let the cold weather in.

Father and son arrive at the bathroom of the little guy's room. The washbasin is designed according to the height of the little guy. It's very convenient to sit in a wheelchair on a cold day. They don't need to raise their hands and bend.

Leng Yicheng helped him squeeze the toothpaste in cold weather and accumulated water for him. Then he took a small electric toothbrush and began to brush his teeth.

Father and son, the same action, brushing teeth in the mirror.

From time to time, it seems that little Yicheng's eyes are turning at him.

In the cold, he glanced at his son's little action and hooked his mouth.

He leaned over to gargle, and Leng Yicheng followed him.

The father and son are synchronized.

"Daddy, how do you use this?"

Leng Yicheng takes his shaving cream and asks in a puzzled way.

Although he had seen it used in cold weather several times, he didn't use it. After all, he was not familiar with it.

On a cold day, he took it with a smile, daubed it on himself, took the razor from his son, and began to shave in front of the mirror.

"Oh, that's how it works..." Leng Yicheng murmured that he had nothing to do. He bent over to wash his face. "I'll wash my face first!"

"Wash with warm water!" Cold day swept a son, admonished.

It's still early. It's too cold to wash with cold water.

"It's warm water!" Leng Yicheng scrubbed her face with water in her small hand, then took a towel and wiped her face.

The towel was warm. He spread it out and covered his face directly. He turned to the cold weather and turned his neck playfully. "Hey, daddy, look!"

Cold day swept his naughty appearance, chuckled, "wash out to change clothes!"

"I'll wait for you!"

Leng Yicheng takes down the towel, washes it, wipes it again, and then puts it away. Then he washes the towel from a cold day and hands it to him.

It's a cold day, just after shaving.

Father and son have a tacit understanding. They take the towel to wipe their face in cold weather.

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