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Chapter 537 The struggle between father and son

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    Fu Sichen paused, and an uncontrollable smile began to appear in his eyes.

    After a long while, he said "oh" meaningfully and spread his hands: "You can wash it if you want me to, but please declare it in advance. I have no experience in giving baths to others. If something makes you uncomfortable later, please bear with me."  "

    Xiaobao turned his head away unhappily.

    "If grandma hadn't said that my mother had inhaled too much black smoke, which greatly damaged her lungs, they must develop a new drug to remove the remaining poison in the lungs as soon as possible, so they went out collectively today.

    As a result, now, whether at home or next door, the only person he can turn to for help is Fu Sichen. He doesn't want this big bad guy to laugh at him!

    Ahhhh!  Why is he only three years old?

    If he were already thirteen years old, he would take his own medicine and take a shower!

    There is no need to ask this big bad guy for help!

    The more Xiaobao thought about it, the angrier he became, and his fleshy little face bulged like a puffer fish.

    In the bathroom, Fu Sichen adjusted the hot water, thought about it, and thoughtfully brought a small tub.

    Turning around and seeing the motionless Xiaobao, he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? You can't even take off your clothes. Do you need my help?"

    "No need!" Xiaobao then reacted.

    The dignity belongs to him, and he can save whatever he can!

    Although he was not very skilled in taking off his clothes, fortunately, summer clothes were loose and simple. After a long time of effort, Xiaobao finally took off the small T-shirt on his body with his own efforts.

    Looking at Xiao Douding¡¯s flushed face, Fu Sichen leaned against the door leisurely and did not help.

    Xiaobao was also holding his breath and refused to speak no matter how difficult it was.

    Fortunately, taking off the pants is much easier in comparison.

    In the blink of an eye, he stripped down to his underwear.

    With his fingers pinched at the edge of the underwear with cartoon patterns on it, Xiaobao looked uncomfortable: "How about I, I'll just wash it like this."

    Looking at his movements, Fu Sichen crossed his arms and said, "Why do you have to wash in your pants? Are you shy?"

    Xiaobao became angry from embarrassment: "I didn't"

    "Or do you think you can wash certain parts yourself?" Fu Sichen interrupted him and asked calmly.

    Xiaobao choked.

    Fu Sichen continued to say lightly: "If it were a girl standing here now, would you still be shy?"

    "Of course not!" Xiaobao replied without hesitation, "That's mom! Why should I be shy?"

    "But she is a girl." Fu Sichen sneered, "You are so embarrassed."

    Xiaobao was so embarrassed that his face turned red.

    Ahhhh, he is obviously only three years old!  Why endure this?

    "You don't know how to wash yourself. It's not convenient for me to be a girl. Then why are you shy?" Fu Sichen's voice was calm, but the words he said beat Xiaobao to pieces.

    It seemed like he was mocking his unnecessary actions.

    Xiaobao lowered his furry head, feeling extremely aggrieved.

    He has always been resistant to the approach of strangers.

    Being able to let the man in front of him give him a bath was because of this period of getting along with him, which made him no longer hate Fu Sichen as much as he did at first.

    But after all, he has not completely accepted this man, and still resists and rejects him.

    Fu Sichen seemed to see what Xiao Douding was thinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little softer in his heart.

    In fact, Fu Sichen himself has the same temper and has hated contact with strangers since he was a child.

    At this point, Xiaobao really inherited it from him.

    Thinking of this, his voice softened a lot: "You will grow bigger and bigger, and there are many things that neither girl nor grandma can do to help you anymore. It will be more convenient for me."

    ¡°As he said this, he rubbed Xiaobao¡¯s head again: ¡°You have to get used to me as soon as possible.¡±

    Xiaobao bit his lip and nodded reluctantly after a long while.

    Outside the door, Song Qinrong leaned against the wall, listening to the sound of water flowing slowly and slowly inside, her eyes narrowed with joyful arcs.

    She knew that with such a close blood relationship, the father and son could always slowly resolve their conflicts and get along peacefully.

    But the next second, Xiaobao¡¯s shrill scream was heard from the bathroom: ¡°Ah ah ah, it¡¯s so hot, so hot, so hot! Are you going to kill a pig at this temperature of the water?¡±

    Fu Sichen's voice was full of innocence: "Isn't it just right? Where is it hot?"

      "You're thick-skinned! If you think it's just right, I'll feel hot! Are you going to murder me?" Xiaobao was so angry that his voice changed.

    "I told you this is my first time, please bear with me." Fu Sichen apologized dryly.

    Song Qinrong stood at the door and listened to the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong in the room).

    I don¡¯t know how long it took before Xiaobao was wrapped into a small rice dumpling and Fu Sichen took him out.

    Neither father nor son¡¯s faces look very good, which shows that this bath was not a harmonious one.

    ¡°You don¡¯t even know how to get me clean clothes, why are you so stupid!¡± Xiaobao muttered.

    Fu Sichen laughed angrily: "If I were you, I would only regret that I had made a mistake, instead of repaying kindness with enmity and blaming others casually."

    "You said I would repay kindness with hatred? YouMom!"

    Xiaobao wanted to speak, but when he glanced around, he saw that the girl who was supposed to be lying in the bedroom was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and he was stunned for a moment.

    Fu Sichen paused and walked to the girl with him in his arms. His eyes could not conceal his surprise and displeasure: "Why did you come down? You will injure your wounds when you go downstairs. You should call me."

    "How can it be so easy to injure a wound? The flesh has almost grown and it doesn't hurt." Song Qinrong smiled and looked at the little zongzi opposite, "Is Xiaobao washed and fragrant?"

    "Yes! Xiaobao smells very good now. Can mommy smell it?"

    Facing his mother, Xiaobao completely lost the little hedgehog look he had when he was quarreling with Fu Sichen just now, and every cell in his body revealed his well-behaved appearance.

    Her little body twisted, and she reached out her hand to Song Qinrong, wanting to hug her.

    Fu Sichen immediately hugged her tightly with his arms, frowned and said coldly: "You are too fat. Sitting on my girl will hurt her."

    "Why am I fat? I just have a little bit more fat!" Xiaobao retorted immediately in anger.

    ¡°But that being said, after all, I knew my mother was a patient, so I stopped shouting for a hug.

    Fu Sichen carried him into the house, and after some more fussing, he finally got dressed.

    Xiaobao was relieved and ran out impatiently: "Mom! Smell it quickly!"

    Song Qinrong was sitting on the sofa flipping through her phone. When she heard this, she opened her arms, smiled and hugged Xiaodouding into her arms, buried her face in Xiaobao's fleshy little chest, and sniffed hard: "Wow, it smells so good!"

    Xiao Bao couldn¡¯t stop giggling as she sniffed it.

    As soon as Fu Sichen came out, he saw this scene.

    The man¡¯s jaw was tense, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was restraining something.

    But in the end, he still couldn't restrain himself. He walked forward with a cold face and took out the little bean that occupied Song Qinrong and kept giggling.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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