"Xiao Jue, if we have another baby, would you like it?"
The little boy who just learned to walk leaned on the wall, and wobbled towards the sofa where Xia Qiu was sitting, "Papa... Bubble..."
Mom, hug!
Staring at Xia Qiu with pitch-black eyes, with small bubbles spitting out of his mouth, Xie Jing's short legs tried to support himself tremblingly, came out of the room, raised his eyes to see Xia Qiu and stood on the spot, looking longingly at Xia Qiu, But he still held on to the wall.
"I don't like it!" The lazy man was resting on Xia Qiu's soft lap, but when Xia Qiu said this, he turned over and sat up, glaring at the longing and drooling little baby with a black face.
"Queque... Bubble..." Seeing Xie Jue look at him, the little milk boy immediately became excited again.
"It's Dad! It's not Queque!" Taking a pillow from the side to cover his face, Xie Jue was about to be crushed by this bland boy! "Feifei! Look at the good son you have raised! We... absolutely absolutely absolutely can't have a second one!"
"What about the girl?" Xia Qiu laughed, but asked again.
"Girls can't do it either!" He said decisively, "I've had enough of a dull boy!"
At a young age, Xie Jing could already ride on his head and domineering all day long at home, obviously he is the one who likes black faces, why is the stupid boy never afraid of him but only Xia Yifei!
ah ah! Xie Jue really didn't want to hear his voice! because…
"Finch... piss!"
really! Xie Jue had already covered his forehead, so he didn't need to look to know that the soulless boy must have deliberately pissed on the wallpaper of his house again!
"Xiao Jue, you can't spoil him like this anymore. What kind of habit are these? I like to pee on the wallpaper! See, I have to clean him up!"
Xia Qiu's voice came from next to his ear, Xie Jue sighed again, and waved his hands feebly.
"Go! I don't care if you kill him today!"
Xia Qiu: ...
Xie Jing's eyes were bright and black, just squatting innocently in the water, looking at her innocently, looking at his small appearance, can Xia Qiu say that he can't do anything at all
"Didn't it be agreed that you would play the red face and I would sing the bad face?" She said silently, feeling a little guilty.
Xie Jue glanced at Xia Qiu.
"As agreed, I'll be the bad guy and take care of the shit shoveling task, and you'll be the red face and be responsible for making him afraid of you! At this time, you should go up and beat him up so that he can have a good memory Wouldn't it be alright?"
"Then... I remember wrongly, I'll sing the bad face, you can sing the red face!" Xia Qiu was really defeated by the cute eyes of the little idiot squatting there.
"That's what you said the last time he fucked Smelly!"
Xie Jue said helplessly, but got up from the sofa, resigned himself to his fate, went to rescue Xie Jing from the puddle of water, and wiped his ass.
Then he put him back to the wall farther away, cleaned up the urine stains on the ground, and then walked back to Xia Qiu's side, lazily pillowing her leg.
Before Xia Qiu would think about having a baby, it might become like raising two sons.
But since having Xie Xiaojing, she has unknowingly discovered that Xie Jue has matured a lot inexplicably.
Even, she would often feel that she was pampered by Xie Jue like a daughter, and gradually she also liked to act like a baby with him.
But at this moment, Xia Qiu couldn't help laughing at the somewhat veiled Xie Xiaojing, just looking at that fair and plump little round face, blinking in confusion at first, and then seemed to realize that he had somehow left Papa and Queque Farther away, he burst into tears with a sudden 'wow'.
Xie Jue sighed again, raised his right hand and counted three times.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
Sure enough, no one answered, Xie Xiaojing's crying stopped by itself.
Slowly leaning against the wall, Xie Xiaojing pursed her lips firmly with red eye circles and tears in the corners of her eyes.
His look of 'the baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't cry' immediately made Xia Qiu's heart twitch, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Striding his short legs firmly, Xie Jing walked and walked while supporting the wall, and finally crossed the wallpaper 'map' that he wetted just now, and then he was dumbfounded...
Xie Jing, who is more than one year old, has probably been spoiled by Xia Qiu and Xie Jue, and all the routines are familiar to the couple!
For example, when he just learned to walk, once he stands up, he must hold on to something!
If Xie Jue gave him a ball, he could still walk while holding the ball, but if there was no support around him, he would be dumbfounded if he took the ball away.
"Crap..."
Seeing that the eye circles on that cute little face were red again, Xia Qiu finally pushed Xie Jue away, and went to hug the little milk baby to the sofa.
As soon as Xie Jing got on the sofa, he immediately crawled happily on the sofa, circling around Xie Jue and Xia Qiu, even more so.
Xie Jue rested his head on Xia Qiu's lap again, reached out to hug the bastard, and sat him on his stomach.
There were still tears on the eyelashes, but Xie Xiaojing immediately looked at Xie Jue and smiled excitedly.
"Finch... Gray..."
"Not gray!" Xie Jue purposely kept a straight face.
He was about to cry right now, but Xie Xiaojing looked around, as if he wanted to find comfort in Xia Qiuna.
"Don't hug!" Xia Qiu deliberately turned his head away, but he watched quietly from the corner of his eye.
Xie Xiaojing, who had no one to comfort her, burst into tears with a 'wow'.
Poor Xie Xiaojing was spoiled at such a young age...
With a smile on his face, Xia Qiu sighed suddenly, rubbed Xie Jue's hair, looked at him whose face was becoming more and more stable, and gently supported his face to face his stomach.
Amid Xie Xiaojing's crying, she smiled and said to Xie Jue.
"But the baby is already in the womb, Xiaojue still doesn't want to."
Xie Jue froze his body immediately, and glared at Xia Yifei's stomach, as if he could stare at this guy who cut first and played later through his belly.
After a while, he got up and hugged Xie Xiaojing who was crying, and then hugged Xia Yifei to lean against him.
The eyebrows are gentle, but a little helpless...
A family of three, no! The family of four snuggled together amidst Xie Xiaojing's crying.
Probably, there is nothing more fulfilling in this world than this!