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Although he was not very satisfied with the high school his son chose, Xiao Ming couldn't say anything since he had agreed to let his son choose a high school by himself.

After entering high school, Yan Shu still chose to go to school. Every morning after breakfast, Xiao Ming would accompany him to school, then take a walk in a nearby park, and then go home to continue his translation. At night, Xiao Ming would Go shopping for vegetables, and pick up my baby on the way back.

In order to better promote the relationship with his own son, Xiao Ming decisively dismissed several aunts in the family early on.

360: Heh.

360 doesn't want to mention that Xiao Ming was crying so hard that his face was covered with sticky snot. If he hadn't repeatedly promised to secretly add points to Xiao Ming in private, and repeatedly emphasized how useful the points are, Xiao Ming would probably have given those points to him. Several aunts who cook have married and returned home.

Recently, Yan Shu had a summer vacation, and Xiao Ming, who stayed at home all day, became more and more insane. Xiao Ming, who had a little awareness, pinched the extra flesh on his stomach, feeling a little disgusted with himself.

After dinner, Xiao Ming collapsed on the sofa, rubbed his belly, and sighed worriedly.

Seeing that his son sitting beside him watching TV didn't respond, Xiao Ming sighed heavily again.

Yan Shu finally turned his head around, and asked helplessly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ming rushed over and cried on Yan Shu's shoulder: "Woooooo what to do if my stomach is getting bigger and bigger! What to do if my stomach is getting uglier! Could it be that I can't eat after eating?" Knead it, blah blah."

Yan Shu showed a funny expression, and pulled the man who was paralyzed on her body and pretended to cry, and stretched out his hand to lift the man's clothes.

Xiao Ming tightened the hem of his clothes, with a nervous expression on his face: "Do, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that your stomach is getting bigger? Let me take a look for you."

So Xiao Ming lifted up his clothes all at once with great heart, pointed at his disappointing stomach and began to complain.

Xiao Ming pinched his belly, wrinkled his face and said, "Shouldn't it be time to lose weight?"

Yan Shu grabbed Xiao Ming's hand to prevent him from ruining his stomach.

With Xiao Ming's breathing, the white belly rose and fell, looking soft, and there was a red mark where Xiao Ming pinched it before.

Yan Shu curiously stretched out his finger to poke Xiao Ming's soft belly, the feeling was amazing, Yan Shu pinched the man's warm belly again.

The man seemed to be frightened, and his stomach retracted all of a sudden.

Looking up, he saw the man looking at him with dissatisfaction, Yan Shu put away his interested expression, put on a serious face, and said seriously, "It's not ugly."

Xiao Ming curled his lips, "Hmph, it's too perfunctory."

Yan Shu suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the man's shoulder and turned the man around, then pressed in his direction, wrapped it around, let Xiao Ming lean on his chest, put his lips to the man's ear, and said in a low voice, "Little belly It's not ugly, it's cute."

As cute as daddy.

Yan Shu held this sentence in his heart.

Xiao Ming said happily, "Oh, you kid, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Only then did Xiao Ming let Yan Shu go, and wanted to get up.

Yan Shu behind him wrapped his arms around the man's waist to prevent him from leaving, put his chin on the man's shoulder, and asked softly, "Daddy, may I rub your stomach for you?"

After finishing speaking, before Xiao Ming could react, Yan Shu stretched his dry and comfortable big hands into the man's clothes, stuck them on the man's chubby stomach, and rubbed gently in circular motions.

Xiao Ming, who originally wanted to refuse righteously, suddenly softened into a puddle of mud, rotted on Yan Shu's body and could not move.

Xiao Ming sighed comfortably: My son can be a masseur in the future, he is very professional.

360: Soon your stomach will be able to punt.

Xiao Ming: What nonsense are you talking about? Didn’t you hear what my son said? My belly is so cute. Do you know how cute it is?

360: What kind of cuteness does a big man want.

And your son is blind, don't you know? 360 thought silently, but didn't say anything.

Xiao Ming felt that what 360 said was very reasonable, but the comfort from his stomach made him squint his eyes, like a cat that has been groomed,

Xiao Ming suddenly thought of something: 6, I counted my fingers, I have been here for almost 6 years, and the child is going to be raised by three now, why haven't the smile points been collected yet?

360: Spicy chicken, what do you think?

Xiao Ming suddenly thought of something bad: 6, I have been in this world for so many years, the reality is not true, and several years have passed, right?

What else can 360 say for its own host who only thinks of this problem now?

However, 360 still said: Congratulations, your reflex arc has successfully surpassed Xiang Piao Piao's five hundred laps around the earth.

Xiao Ming panicked: Ah, then if I finish the whole world and go back, I will become a chemical fertilizer.

360: Don't worry, no one will take your ashes.

It may be that 360's conscience found out, and he couldn't bear to continue to entrap this idiot: one year here, in reality, it is 1 minute, okay?

Xiao Ming nodded his head like garlic, what our Master Lu said must be done!

Feeling relieved, coupled with the continuous warmth from his stomach, Xiao Ming's upper and lower eyelids began to twitch again.

Turning down the sound of the TV, Yan Shu looked down at the man's sleeping face, the man smacked his lips, as if he had some good dream.

Yan Shu pinched the man's nose, and Xiao Ming, who couldn't breathe in his sleep, frowned and opened his mouth wide.

The two thin, light pink lips are slightly separated, and the little tongue lying comfortably sleeping in it is faintly visible.

Yan Shu couldn't hold back and gently touched the man's soft lips with his hand, and the soft touch came from his hand, which was as soft as jelly.Yan Shu couldn't help but pressed a little harder and called out, "Dad?"

Xiao Ming didn't respond, Yan Shu continued to call, his voice was very low, as if he didn't want the man to wake up.

It's like a lover's whisper, and it seems to be talking to itself.

"dad."

"dad."

Suddenly there was a soft sigh in the quiet living room.

Yan Shu picked up the man horizontally and returned to the bedroom, and gently put him on the bed.

I didn't pay attention when I put it down, the man's clothes were rubbed up, and the hems of the clothes were lumped together and pressed under his body, revealing a section of his white belly.

The white belly became more and more obvious on the navy blue bed sheet, Yan Shu approached, unable to control herself, let her soft lips greet Xiao Ming's soft belly intimately.

Little belly: Hi!hello!

Little belly: Hey hey!One hello is enough!Why are you hitting so many times?

Little Belly's protest went unanswered because...

Little Belly: Hey, it’s fine to say hello, don’t suck people’s faces!Ah ah ah ah ah--

With no hands and therefore no way to resist, the belly bulged unwillingly against the red spots on his face.

Yan Shu looked down at the little red spots on the man's stomach, and frowned slightly. Thinking of the man's reaction when he found out tomorrow, he felt a little annoyed.

However, there is already one, so...

So, this night, Xiao Ming's belly sprouted a lush strawberry garden.

The strawberries are all plump and juicy, and they are also very big. The owner, Yan Shu, is very satisfied.

The next morning, Xiao Ming opened his eyes, looked at the closed eyes of his son beside him, recalled the scene when he woke up Yan Shu when he was a child, played with his heart, and quickly wrapped his son around and rolled him around again.

One circle, two circles, three circles.

Four laps, five laps, six laps...

Seven...Eh, no, shouldn't you wake up after three laps?

Xiao Ming looked up, only to see Yan Shu's deep eyes staring at him unmovingly, with a forbearance on his face.

Xiao Ming: Oh, that's ok, you've grown up, and you're still fighting with your father and me?

360: I advise you not to move.

Xiao Ming: I don't!I can't believe my trick can't cure this bastard.

So Xiao Ming started rolling again, seven laps, eight laps, nine laps.

Just when Xiao Ming was gathering strength to start rolling the tenth lap, the child rolled over and crushed him.

Xiao Ming: Hmph, my father doesn't believe that I will lose.

When the weak chicken Xiao Ming kept twisting and struggling, he felt something pressing against his cute big white steamed bun.

Xiao Ming's face twisted, and he immediately tapped the system in his heart: 6, I feel like the child has put the handle of a knife on my ass.

360: Do you mean he has a blade in his hand?

Xiao Ming thought for a while, in this case, wouldn't his son's hands be bleeding and making noise?

Xiao Ming: It's not the handle of a knife, what is that?

360: What do you think?

Xiao Ming moved his white flowers to feel it.

Xiao Ming: 6, I think it’s the handle of the knife. What’s wrong, is the knife under the child’s pillow not properly placed?

360: ...Yes, be careful about the bloody ass later.

Xiao Ming, who got the affirmation of 360, said angrily to his son, "Put away the knife under the quilt for me, how can children play with these dangerous things!"

Yan Shu was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, buried it on Xiao Ming's neck, and laughed in a low voice.

There was heat coming from the handle of the knife under the quilt, and Xiao Ming seemed to suddenly understand something at this moment, and his old face was steaming with a "bang".

So this tenth lap, in the end, it didn't turn successfully.