The child¡¯s eyes made it clear that it was full of meaning, and the ice cream cone in his hand suddenly lost its flavor.
The other little hand stretched out:
"Justone."
I feel so guilty that my confidence is very low.
"Oh? Are you sure about one?"
Is it possible that there is something wrong with my eyesight and I can¡¯t see how many ice cream bags are in the trash can?
It¡¯s not impossible to make a small calculation, but would it be better to destroy the corpse first and eliminate all traces?
The child caught his mother¡¯s gaze and glanced at the trash can not far away several times. After taking two deep breaths, his little face also shrank:
"Mom, I just remembered it wrong. It was twoand I have already finished eating them."
"So, plus the one you have now, you have eaten three ice creams today, right honey?"
Um
Answered in a very low voice:
"right."
The little heart is pounding.
Su Zhixiao¡¯s face has stopped smiling and turned serious. He took the half-left ice cream cone from the child¡¯s hand:
"Baby, have you forgotten that you had a stomachache last time?"
Standing in front of him was a little guy no taller than his thighs, shaking his little head:
"I haven't forgotten, mom, the baby is wrong."
??Looking at his mother with sparkling eyes, who can really bear to reprimand her?
"Stand still and don't move. Mom will go to the kitchen."
What¡¯s wrong is what¡¯s wrong!
It¡¯s not like I made a mistake, just apologize and everything will be over!
Su Zhixiao went to the kitchen and came out with a small bowl in his hand. In the bowl was the ice cream cone that had begun to melt.
"It's such a big one, and it's not cheap to sell. You can't just throw it away, right?"
So, if you put it in a bowl first and put it in the refrigerator with the bowl later, it won't go bad and you can still eat it tomorrow.
The little guy had been reflecting on the spot for almost two minutes. Seeing that his mother didn't come over, he felt a little nervous and scared. He couldn't help it, so he ran forward and hugged his mother's legs tightly from behind, his little face still following closely. I rubbed it several times.
Su Zhixiao was getting ready to blow dry his hair. A large area of ??his clothes was wet, and he was really uncomfortable.
Who knows, the little guy pounced on me from behind.
? Gently pull the child in front of you with your backhand:
"What's wrong?" asked.
I saw the child¡¯s lips moving several times before he said softly:
"Mom, porridge will never happen again. Mom, please don't be angry, okay?"
angry?
Not really angry, just more worried.
After two ice creams, this little guy may not have a good night.
Things have happened, what else can we do?
Of course, make all preparations in advance!
He rubbed the little guy¡¯s hair:
"Just know you're wrong. Go over and play by yourself for a while while mom blows your hair."
"Um."
"If you feel uncomfortable, tell your mother immediately, do you know?"
"good."
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I don¡¯t know if the little guy¡¯s physical fitness has improved recently, but he didn¡¯t roll around in pain like last time. He just had diarrhea twice in succession.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the children were tired because they had diarrhea twice, so they went to bed early.
Su Zhixiao simply cleaned the house and took a shower. Just as he was about to go back to his room, he heard someone outside the door taking a key to open the door.
Sure enough, I saw someone within two seconds.
You can smell the alcohol emanating from the other person without even getting close.
He frowned:
"How much did you drink?"
The man was not that completely drunk. Apart from being a little weak, his sanity was still intact. He giggled at the woman in the room. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com