Obsessed with father and son weaving dreams

When the boy came back, Su Shenyan was still sitting on the mat and reading comics.

Before leaving, Su Shenyan helped the little angel remove the small table and put the small bench back.

Su Shenyan thought simply and thought it was because he was afraid that he would bump into this or that when moving the book.

But he didn't make a sound, after all, the pile was so high that it was impossible to move it all at once.

Su Shenyan watched the little angel walking around in the room.

The rice festival long seat, regardless of the image, the little angel crawled to the bottom of the bed and pulled out the long zippered bag, digging it out.

Su Shenyan stood aside and looked at his shop.

I don't know what he is planning?

He wiped his hands and mouth with the wet wipe that the little angel stuffed into his hand.

Spreading out the mat, the little angel picked books from a pile of comics, and the last Three Bears comic book was the first to lie on the wide mat.

Su Shenyan roughly opened it and looked at it, then turned to ask the little angel who was flipping through the travel backpack at the head of the bed, "Are you going to read this book later?"

When the little angel came over, Su Shenyan let go of his guilty conscience, his memory was too good.

I just dropped a baby book for a child, but luckily I'm not a delicate one.

Otherwise, he must be finished today, so he should quickly clean up the mess and leave.

Su Shenyan was a little angry with himself!

What kind of crazy is he going today, and I don't know what the kid will think of him in the future, but don't get me wrong!

The little angel put down the Hundred Treasures snack bag, and Lasu sat down carefully.

The little angel gave Su Shenyan a comic book in his left hand, and the name on the cover was the Xiongxiong family.

Picking up a piece of ham sausage and holding it in Su Shenyan's right hand, the snack bag was rolled up and wide open on the edge of the boundary.

Su Shenyan looked at him and asked, "Yuyu, do you want uncle to sit here and read comics?"

The little angel made a downward gesture with a single index finger.

Su Shenyan understood that he wanted him to sit here.

Su Shenyan really doubted that this kid could read minds, and knew that he would definitely refuse to cooperate in the next second.

The little hand blocked Su Shenyan, intending to say politely that he had to go home immediately, with excuses such as.

Dao is one foot tall and devil is ten feet high, Su Shenyan really can't say a word now.

The little angel pointed to a green apple-shaped wall clock fixed on the whitewashed wall above the south side window.

Four short, thin, stick-thick fingers flashed before Su Shenyan's eyes.

Can we leave at four o'clock?

Su Shenyan nodded without much thought.

Turning around to see you again, the little angel left him with a lonely back.

If Su Shenyan hadn't tried his best to restrain himself, he would have rushed over and hugged the little angel fiercely.

Black, sad at night, he can't stop the spreading mandala, and the dark flowers grow.

The back of the little angel is safe and has a fatal temptation!

I don't know when it deeply penetrated into his heart, the only salvation.

Su Shenyan was at the moment when the little angel closed the door.

With his head buried in his arms, he had the worst mentality ever.

Obviously the first time we met was fine, why is it like this today?

Su Shenyan felt very ashamed that his body was agitated again at this moment.

The little angel came back with a plate of washed peaches, six of them neatly arranged.

Looking at two rows of three horizontally, and three rows of two vertically, the distance between him and the little angel is only a square plate away.

The little angel offered to give him peaches.

Su Shenyan didn't refuse, took it and ate while reading the manga.

This comic contains Japanese funny elements.

Papa Bear Jiejie, Mama Bear Lan Lan, Baby Bear Head, the happy life of a happy family.

Toutou is 5 years old, Mama Bear and Papa Bear discussed and sent Toutou to a nursery not far from home.

Boss Goofy uses a lot of tricks to avoid going to daycare.

One day, Mama Xiong took the lead to buy books for school, and happened to meet her neighbor, the fat aunt, who went to the supermarket to buy salt.

Nibbling on torch sorbet, listening to Mama Bear chatting with Aunt Fat.

Aunt Fat kindly reminded Lan Lan not to let her children eat too much ice cream in summer.

Her family, Xiaoxue, fell ill because of gluttony. She stopped classes for a few days and hasn't gone to the nursery until now.

Back home, Mother Bear counted the school supplies to bring to school.

Toutou was crying and fussing, and Papa Xiong came home from get off work, holding Little Toutou in his arms to reason.

In the middle of the night, the head woke up, thinking that his mother would send him to the nursery in two days, so he cried in his small room sobbing.

Su Shenyan sipped the peach pit with relish, and continued to read comics.

The little angel gave him another peach, and took away the clean flat peach that Su Shenyan gnawed.

The little angel has been sitting on the mat and doing nothing.

He was planning to go out to watch a show today.

He has the habit of recording his daily life with paintings.

He didn't expect the man to come today, so he didn't want to paint.

This strange man is like a butterfly, if you don't catch it firmly, you will run away if you don't pay attention, and it will be years and months when we meet next time.

Su Shenyan raised his head from the comic book, the little angel was still looking at him.

Su Shenyan always knew that the little angel was looking at him, tightly clenched the peach in his hand.

The two people's eyes collided, "Don't you need to draw?"

~~~~ Don't you need to draw~~~~

Su Shenyan really wanted to slap himself twice, what are you talking about! ! !

"No, I mean, Uncle wants to ask you, don't you like drawing, no, why don't you read comics?"

What is he talking about, what is he talking about! ! !

The little angel grabbed Su Shenyan's hand that was raised high as a gesture of caricature, and shook his head.

Su Shenyan pushed the little angel away unnaturally, "Do you want me to move that stack of comic books back now, whether you read comic books or not, it's very funny, or, how about we read them together?"

The little angel made a □□ gesture, pointing his thumb at the little angel's own chin.

Su Shenyan has never learned any sign language, but no matter what the little angel means, he is similar to Ming Jing in his heart, the little angel said: "Together."

Reading in a sitting posture will also be tiring. I don't know if the two of them have a good understanding and want to go together.

Su Shenyan took off the deer shoes for the little angel.

The little angel thoughtfully put together the two snacks.

Su Shenyan hugged the little angel into his arms, and was reading a manga when a piece of ham sausage with corn kernels opened to his mouth.

Su Shenyan looked down at the little angel and felt a little hot, this child is really painful.

Su Shenyan couldn't bear to look at the little angel's twinkling eyes, and bit off the ham sausage.

Holding the manga for a long time will make your hands sore, so Su Shenyan discussed with the little angel whether he should listen to his storytelling.

Feeling the softness of the arms, the little head nodded, Su Shenyan happily put the book aside.

Su Shenyan told the little angel the fables he had heard from the old headmaster in the orphanage.

The little angel laughed, but it wasn't because he told old-fashioned stories about foxes pretending to be powerful, just because it was amused.

Su Shenyan's cheeks are bulging now, and his tongue tastes very mixed, and there is no space for him to tell a story, but the story has not been told one-sixth of the time.

Just chew, chew, chew, bite, bite, bite.

But the little angel became happier the more he was fed, and finally got up and sat down to feed him directly.

Su Shenyan gnaws peaches for a while, eats dried stingless fish for a while, feeds bread again, chews two mouthfuls of jelly before swallowing it, and can't bear to refuse the little angel's good intentions to feed him again and again, and wants to bite the ham sausage again Take a bite.

Su Shenyan endured it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Su Shenyan saw the opportunity, like an arrow from the string, hugged and pushed down the little angel who had just torn the mung bean cake in his hand.

Su Shenyan performed a special skill that he often saw others perform in the orphanage --- scratching an itch

The little angel hid, but Su Shenyan scratched it. The little angel seemed about to cry, but Su Shenyan was terrified, "Yuyu, don't be afraid, uncle is playing with you."

The little angel rubbed his eyes with both hands, Su Shenyan quickly hugged the little angel on his lap, and coaxed softly: "Yuyu, don't cry, uncle..."

Su Shenyan was ruthlessly pushed away by the little guy, and his heart turned cold. Just as he regretted it, who knew how well the little angel turned his head, he fell into the trick without any precaution.

Tickle the itch, and the little angel turned defeat into victory.

Because the little angel is wearing a spotted deer jumpsuit, so it's not easy to get tricked.

After Su Shenyan got the trick, the little angel ran away quickly.

Su Shenyan lowered his head and pretended to be sad, the little angel didn't dare to approach, but watched from afar, always paying attention to the man's movements.

The man didn't intend to catch him.

The little angel approached slowly, and walked back to the man step by step. Su Shenyan raised his head and smiled, with a miserable expression on his face, which made the little angel feel bad. Sure enough, the next moment, the little angel was easily caught without taking two steps. .

The little angel didn't struggle, and quietly let Su Shenyan hold her, not knowing what was going on in her heart at the moment.

Su Shenyan didn't quarrel with him anymore, and let go.

For a while in the small house, it was so quiet that only the sound of the pointer clicking by could be heard.

Su Shenyan raised his head, it was already four o'clock, and he was about to leave, "Can Yuyu promise uncle one thing?"

Su Shenyan was very reluctant to pull the small arm of the imitation deer leg. He hadn't been as happy as today in many years, and he didn't remember it for a long time.

No one in the orphanage wants to talk to him, and many children bully him. There is no day when happiness belongs to him.

It may be bad luck, but it was adopted by such a person again, and it was abused.

Half his life was ruined!

This little angel who fell into the mortal world by mistake is so beautiful and clean.

There is no trace of impurity in Qing Qing's eyes. Maybe, if it wasn't because he couldn't speak, he might have been adopted long ago.

The little angel was silent, waiting for what the man in front of him was about to say.

Su Shenyan was very afraid that someone would ruin such a beautiful little angel, so he said: "Yuyu, can you promise uncle not to be adopted easily?"

Su Shenyan knew how difficult it was to achieve this sentence, but he selfishly wanted the little angel to always have this beauty, free from the filth of the world.

The little angel's eyes lit up with a light that was thinner than fireworks. Is this man considering adopting him?

"Uncle will definitely come to see you often, okay, promise uncle not to be adopted easily." Su Shen