Around four o'clock in the morning, a child turned over and opened his eyes.
This time, I was awakened by the urge to pee.
Indistinctly, he slapped his father on the face:
"Daddy, pee."
Fu Jiyan was completely sober when he was slapped by his son. Fortunately, the slap was not very strong.
He sat up, hugged the little man with his big hands, got out of bed, and walked out of the room very lightly.
The child was confused:
"Dad, can you pee?" I asked aloud.
I really can¡¯t hold it in any longer.
Fu Jiyan¡¯s whole body was filled with excitement:
"Wait a minute, it's not here yet."
The speed of my feet increased instantly, and I entered the bathroom in a few steps:
"Okay, you can pee."
After a while, it was finally over.
The child also yawned hugely, with his eyes closed the whole time.
Possibly, as soon as you finish urinating, you will dream about Duke Zhou again.
The corners of Fu Jiyan's mouth twitched, but it was hard to say anything at the moment, mainly because no one could hear him.
I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and then returned to the room with my child, who was sleeping like a piggy in his arms.
But this time, I threw the child directly at the other end's feet. I got into the bed, hugged my wife completely in my arms, and pressed her legs on her, like an octopus.
Su Zhixiao pushed subconsciously:
"Get out of the way, hot." He murmured.
"It's a pity that someone just thinks that the wind is blowing in their ears and doesn't let go at all.
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Nearly an hour and a half later, the child who was still at the end of the bed really woke up this time. He sat up and looked around.
When I found out that I was actually sleeping here alone, my face fell.
Then, crawled back to the front.
Seeing that his father was holding his mother, the child's possessiveness suddenly came out.
"This is my mother, let go! Let go!"
Fu Jiyan opened his eyes and saw his son pulling him:
"Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?"
The kid paused, then leaned his entire body on top of his dad:
"Dad, you hug Porridge, don't hug Mom."
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"Go on down, and who do you think wants to hug you?"
dislike.
The child lay on his stomach and refused to get down, shaking his head:
"No, no, no, no, you are not allowed to hug my mother!"
cut.
"Fu Zhizhou, please make it clear, your mother is my daughter-in-law, and it is natural for me to hug my daughter-in-law, do you understand?"
"don't know!"
I really don¡¯t understand.
He stroked his forehead:
¡°I¡¯m playing the piano to a cow?
Get out of here! "
"don't want."
"Want to get beaten?"
snort.
"Dad, if you beat up Porridge, I will tell my great-grandfather and uncle to beat you up hard!"
Hey!
"You still know how to threaten your biological father at such a young age?"
That is, passed down from ancestors.
The child hummed a few times and suddenly said:
"Dad, get up quickly, Porridge has something to do today."
"What's up?"
As he said that, he took the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the time.
Very good, it¡¯s only after five o¡¯clock, and it¡¯s not even six yet!
This little brat really needs to be dealt with.
Don¡¯t you know that his father gets very angry when he wakes up?
The child lies on his father:
"My friend has his birthday today, and I want to give him a gift."
Fu Jiyan yawned:
"What does this have to do with getting up early? Go down and don't disturb my sleep."
"Dad, don't sleep. Get up quickly, or we won't be able to make it in time."
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