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When he received the call, Xiao Ming had just finished trying to clean up Yan Shu.

Previously, due to the fever and wounds on his body, Xiao Ming could only dip a towel in hot water to wipe the child's body. Now that Yan Shu has almost recovered, Xiao Ming also decided to give the child a good bath.

After taking off the shirt the child was wearing, Xiao Ming held back a smile and took off the beautiful girl's diapers around Yan Shu's waist. He stretched his head to see that it was still clean.

Xiao Ming curled his lips: 6, the child hasn't grown up these few days, is there something abnormal?

360: When the original owner brought him back, he didn't give him anything to eat. These days, he only drank some porridge, so there was nothing left in his stomach.

Xiao Ming regretted it very much, he would not have bought diapers if he had known earlier, and now he has to wear them himself.

Xiao Ming took out the child's diapers and threw them away. When he came back, he saw hot white mist floating in the bathroom, and the child was standing by the bathtub full of bubbles waiting for him to return.

The milky white mist covered the child's slender body, and there were faint bruises on the white skin. The previous hideous wounds had begun to heal slowly, leaving behind some distorted scars.

Xiao Ming couldn't help but think of a very popular saying on the Internet.

Xiao Ming held his heart together: The wounds on the body will heal slowly, but what about the wounds on the heart?

360: My heart is already in pain, don't disgust me anymore, okay?

Xiao Ming ignored 360, walked forward, picked up the child by the waist and put it in the bathtub.

The skin touched by his hands is like a piece of watery white tofu, and it is also like his favorite bunny candy. If he can take a bite, it must be soft, smooth, fragrant and sweet.

Xiao Ming shook off the strange thoughts in his head, wet the child's hair with the shower head, and then squeezed a handful of shampoo to wash the child's hair.

When Xiao Ming used to work part-time in the barber shop, he helped customers wash their hair. In order to learn more, he didn't idle during his breaks. He salivated to learn how to massage from an experienced master.

So Xiao Ming skillfully massaged his son's head, and occasionally lowered his head to ask if he was using too much force, if he felt pain or something.

Yan Shu closed her eyes comfortably, and made a sound like a puppy whimpering. Xiao Ming thought it was funny, so he couldn't help but scratched the tip of the child's upturned nose with his hand.

The child's nose was covered with a large piece of white bubbles, but he himself didn't realize what had happened. He opened his black eyes and looked at Xiao Ming suspiciously, just like a newborn puppy .

Xiao Ming couldn't control himself, he leaned forward and kissed the child on the face.

I don't know if it was too much force or the child's skin was too tender, Yan Shu's face was a little red, he pushed Xiao Ming's head away, and asked in a daze, "You, what are you doing?"

Xiao Ming laughed loudly, "Son, you look like a decent woman being molested by street bullies."

Yan Shu's eyes were red with anger, and he stretched out his small hand to grab Xiao Ming's clothes, and pulled him into the bathtub.

Xiao Ming, who couldn't breathe from laughing, fell into the bathtub full of bubbles unpreparedly, and the cute bubbles scrambled to run into his mouth, wanting to match his mouth.

After choking on a few mouthfuls of bath water, Xiao Ming kept coughing, his face turned as red as a pig's liver in an instant.

Yan Shu was a little overwhelmed, and said nervously, "Father, you, are you okay?"

Xiao Ming waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and told his son not to worry about it.

After he recovered, Xiao Ming jumped up and grabbed Yan Shu's waist while Yan Shu was not paying attention, scratching Yan Shu's itch.

Yan Shu couldn't help laughing, her slippery little body writhed in Xiao Ming's arms like a loach.

The two of them quarreled for a long time, and when Xiao Ming finally calmed down, he saw his son leaning on his chest, tightly clutching his collar, his bright red lips parted slightly, his eyes were blurred, and his cheeks were red. Red gasped.

I didn't feel anything before, but suddenly Xiao Ming noticed an unspeakable change in the unspeakable area below the neck, Xiao Ming's expression changed, pill!Beast Tang and Sui is online again!

Xiao Ming: What kind of mess am I picking up? !

360: Hmph.rogue.

Xiao Ming's face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "Son, stop twisting, dad surrenders!"

The child glared at Xiao Ming in dissatisfaction, his watery eyes were covered with a layer of mist, Xiao Ming felt a tightness in an indescribable place, and it even hurt a little, it was really miserable.

Xiao Ming said with a hoarse voice, "Shu'er, can you clean up yourselves, daddy goes out first."

Yan Shu hugged the man's waist to prevent him from leaving, "Let's wash together."

Yan Shu was very firm, while Xiao Ming was very hard-pressed.

Now it's a good woman, little white rabbit, pulling the street bully who is about to turn into a hungry wolf to prevent him from leaving?

360: The baby I teased, I have to wash it even if I try hard.

Xiao Ming decided to leave the bathtub quickly and stay away from this evil place.

360: Isn't it more obvious when you step out?Don't worry, the bathtub is full of foam, don't be afraid to scare your son.

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: smelly rascal.

After talking about 360, he ran away, so the blushing Papa Xiao had no choice but to take off all his clothes, and just sat in the bathtub with the blushing Yan Baobao, spending a sweet parent-child bathing time together.

In the bathtub, Xiao Ming rubbed his arms, feeling like he was rubbing a piece of dead pork on a chopping board.

Next to it is a big white rabbit toffee that can be seen but not eaten after peeling off the candy paper.

Xiao Ming closed his eyes and sang Calabash Baby in his heart.

Gourd baby, gourd baby, there are seven flowers on your head, one flower for you, one flower for me, no flowers, blah blah blah blah.

After the single cycled seven times, Xiao Ming summoned all the seven exhibitionist gourd baby brothers in his mind to stand in a row, and then painted their chest hair one by one.

After drawing the seventh one, Xiao Ming finally calmed down the indescribable changes beneath him.

Xiao Ming let out a breath, opened his eyes, and saw Yan Shu bent over in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "Dad, why are you rubbing your arms all the time?"

Xiao Ming looked down, his arm was rubbed red by himself, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two small dots like cherry blossoms in front of the child, and then...

Xiao Ming's face turned red all of a sudden, and Xiao Ming became excited again.

Cucurbita's chest hair has been drawn, so Xiao Ming can only draw their leg hair one by one with his eyes closed.

Seeing that Xiao Ming closed his eyes again, Yan Shu pouted, a little dissatisfied, and explained himself in vain.

The torture-like shared bath was finally over. Xiao Ming jumped out of the bathtub first, picked up the bath towel and wrapped himself tightly, then turned around and carried his child out, and wiped him clean with the bath towel.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ming put Yan Shu's shirt on, and the whole process took no more than 30 seconds.

After buttoning Yan Shu's shirt to the top, Xiao Ming heaved a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ming: Life is too hard.

360: Hooligans, too...

Probably couldn't take it anymore, 360 paused, and then said: It's too rascal.

Xiao Ming didn't bring his own change of clothes in, so he ran to the room with bare feet wrapped in a bath towel to find clothes.

There are strings of wet big foot prints left on the road.

Yan Shu kicked one by one, stepping on the footprints left by the man earlier.

The little feet stepped on the big footprints, and the soles of the feet seemed to transmit heat. The heat spread along the soles of the feet to the thighs, then to the stomach, and finally to the heart. Yan Shu only felt that the whole body was warm.

Wet footprints led him into the man's room, but he didn't know if he could lead him into the man's heart.

Yan Shu lifted the quilt, slipped her small body into the quilt and sat there, staring at the back of the man with his butt pouted looking for clothes without blinking.

Touching the knife hidden under the pillow, Yan Shu clenched his fists, and finally exhaled slowly.

You'd better not lie to me, Yan Shu narrowed his eyes, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and smiled.

On this end, Xiao Ming finally found his clothes, and with a wave of his hand, he tore off the bath towel and threw it aside, twisting his white flowers to get dressed.

When Xiao Ming got dressed and turned around, he realized that his son was looking at him without turning his eyes.

For a moment neither of them spoke.

Xiao Ming coughed, trying to change the subject to resolve the embarrassment, but he opened his mouth, and what came out was: "Son, is daddy's ass white?"