Xiangxiang Chronicle

Bathing a baby is a very delicate matter, especially for newborn babies, because the skin is very tender, so the water temperature must be measured properly, and the shower gel used should be cautious.At first, Qi Jun didn't dare to bathe Xiangxiang, looking at the soft lump, he was afraid that he would hurt him without knowing how serious it was, but now he's fine, after countless times of practice, Qi Jun's skills in bathing this baby bump He has become more and more proficient, especially Xiangxiang has gradually grown up, and is no longer limited to the routine of newborns.

"Ah—" Xiangxiang screamed loudly, his hands and feet were wrapped around his father and he refused to get off.

Uh, don't get me wrong, this is definitely not Papa Qi's fault, the main reason is that this baby lump has rejected the small bathtub to the extent that it can be juxtaposed with the crib.As I said before, Xiangxiang is not happy to be trapped in the crib with a fence, and the same is true for this small bathtub.This bathtub was specially bought by Qi Jun for the convenience of bathing him. Not only did he not become dependent on the baby bathtub he used since he was a child, but he became more and more dissatisfied that his bathtub was only so small, while his father's was so big.

"Father, no, little, little, Xiangxiang don't—" Xiangxiang, who is already one year and five months old, can clearly express his meaning.

Qi Jun looked at Xiang Xiang, who was already naked but refused to get wet, angrily and amusedly, "Don't make a fuss, finish washing today, and dad will replace you with a bigger one tomorrow."

"No, no—" Xiangxiang pursed his lips, still hugging Qi Jun's neck and refused to let go.

Qi Jun held his little PP, planning to put him in the bathtub by forceful means.

Xiangxiang screamed again, this time with a crying voice, and his little feet curled up like octopuses to wrap around his father's waist.

As long as he cries, Qi Jun will be fine.This is Xiangxiang's usual and tried-and-tested method of acting like a baby.

"Okay, I don't need a small bathtub." Qi Jun really compromised, "Then how do you wash it?"

Xiangxiang turned his little head to look at the big bathtub, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Qi Jun had no choice but to wrap him up with a bath towel first, then walked over and filled the bathtub with one-third of hot water, and probed the water temperature with his elbow. When he felt that it was getting hotter, he added some cold water to remove the water. Picky little things go in.

Xiangxiang finally got his wish to use the big bathtub, and immediately played with the water with a smile on his face.The water level just reached his small chest, but because the bathtub was too big, Qi Jun didn't dare to let go, for fear that he would slip and choke the water.

"Duckling, um, um, daddy, duckling..." Xiangxiang's little finger pointed to the yellow duckling floating in the tub, and now his number one pet has changed from an electronic dog to this one that can "squeeze" A duck that croaks.

Qi Jun fished out the duck and put it in the bathtub, and Xiang Xiang immediately grabbed his beloved pet and started to play with it.

Spread the shower gel on his small body, the foaming bubbles quickly diverted Xiangxiang's attention, he stretched out his little hand to touch the foam on his slippery shoulder, looking at the duckling , spread the bubbles on its upturned little head, and the duckling drifts away with a cotton flower on its head.

Xiangxiang looked at his father who was washing his little feet, and suddenly touched his handsome face with his little hands covered in foam.

"Tsk!" Qi's father was suddenly touched by this little thing, "You little villain!"

Qi Jun gave him a squeak, Xiangxiang giggled, and his little meaty feet slapped the surface of the water, successfully splashing the water all over his father.

Qi Jun looked at his drenched shirt depressedly. Although there was heating in the room, it was November and it was still cool to wear wet clothes.

Xiangxiang watched his father take off his clothes with wide round eyes. His eyelashes were long and dense, with one or two small drops of water condensed on them, making him look fluffy.

Qi Jun picked up his son, filled the bathtub with water, stepped in and lay down on his own, and then put his son on his chest, splashing the water to help wash away the foam on his body.

Xiangxiang seemed to think that this way of bathing was very fresh, and saw that he lay obediently for a while and then began to feel restless.

"Dad, rub, um, rub..." Xiangxiang struggled to turn over and lie on Qi Jun's body, pointing to the shower gel with his little finger.

"You want to wash your father?" Qi Jun nodded his little nose.

Xiangxiang squinted his eyes, then excitedly patted his father's chest and said, "Well, wash, dad wash..."

Qi Jun squeezed the shower gel onto his fleshy little hand, and let his little slap pat him forward.

Xiangxiang carefully wiped the bubbles for his father, and the most serious cleaning was his face.

Qi Jun closed his eyes, letting his son's little hands ravage his face.

"Xiangxiang, Dad's chin is already very clean, you don't need to scratch it anymore...Xiangxiang, you don't need to wash your nostrils with shower gel!!"