Summer solstice looked at his son's little action and laughed.
Holding him, looking at the cold weather with a smile, he said in a soft voice: "he's playing with you, you're still murdering him!"
It's not a rainy day now. No matter how many feet you step on, you can't get dirty.
On a cold day, he twisted his brows, raised his feet and stepped on Leng Yicheng's feet.
Leng Yicheng turns his head and stares at him.
"Daddy, you stepped on my foot!"
Looking at his son's hair blowing, the corner of his mouth rose in cold weather.
The summer solstice is silent.
Leng Jiaxin and Xia Guangyao stand on one side to see that neither father nor son will let the other step on each other's feet.
"The game begins!" Summer solstice heard the teacher's words, excited to remind father and son.
Leng Yicheng stands nervously and stares at the teacher.
The whole audience, parents and children are quiet, pay attention to the teacher's gesture.
"Everyone go to the middle of the playground!"
The teacher just deliberately, with a smile to greet parents and children to the middle of the venue, other did not participate in the crowd outside.
"Xiaochengcheng, come on! Xiaozhi and Xiaotian should come on and strive for the first place Xia Guangyao gave them a sign of cheering.
"Come on Leng Jiaxin is so happy that she wants to go on the stage, but she doesn't have her own position, so she has to be responsible for the live broadcast to her father.
Cold weather, summer solstice, two people with a son, together to the center of the field, three people to cooperate with the pace, or a little difficult.
Many parents and children fell down.
"Let's get used to it so that we won't get used to it later." The teacher took the wheat to remind everyone.
Xia Zhi and Leng Yicheng almost fell down. Fortunately, lengtian held her hand. "This is still a little difficult!"
Xia Zhi says with a smile that Leng Yicheng falls down.
She quickly picked up her son.
"Leng Yicheng should keep pace with me and your mommy, or you will fall down as soon as we leave!" Cold weather analysis.
"Why don't you and Mommy cooperate with me?" Leng Yicheng pouts her lips,
"do you want to get the prize?" In the cold, he looked down at his son, and immediately he didn't dare to protest.
Three people adjust, try to walk for a while, more and more high degree of cooperation, but also fell a few times, the summer solstice himself can't help laughing, "do you feel very stupid?"
"No!"
Father and son were in a dilemma, and looked at her in unison, "it's you (mommy) stupid!"
The summer solstice glared at them and retorted, "you're smart, and you're amazing!"
"Don't talk about it. I'll see who stepped on more balloons later." The corner of the mouth in the cold weather, evil spirit of glare at her, the smile at the bottom of the eyes make summer solstice teeth itch.
"Mr. Leng, compared with others, I may not be as good as you, but I still have a chance to win this game!"
She complacently provoked him and told her son, "baby, you'll remember to count later to see if it's me or your father!"
"It must be mummy!" Leng Yicheng is sucking up, "Daddy can't look at it!"
Summer solstice laughs a few times, proud of a glance at the calm man.
Mother and son are joking, but he pays attention to the teacher in case the teacher starts the competition unexpectedly.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, the whistle rang, the teacher announced, "start!"
"Ah
Everyone was excited to see who was nearby. They wanted to step on it, but they fell down.
On a cold day, they dragged their mother and son to one side and said, "follow closely!"
He had long legs and stepped on one foot after another.
The group close to him had not yet stood up, and the balloons on his feet were crushed by the cold weather.
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