The little guy nodded, and then said, "Don't wash it, okay, wash it tomorrow." As he spoke, he was about to get up from the tub.

Tsing Yi hurriedly pressed him: "I haven't washed it yet, I'll wash it for a while, and I'll be fine soon, be good, don't worry." ”

But the little one said, "Hurry! ”

Tsing Yi heard the little guy's non-standard pronunciation, milky and serious sentence 'anxious', and laughed so badly: "Okay, okay, right away, right away." ”

The little guy urged him: "Uncle Tsing Yi hurry up." ”

Tsing Yi: "Okay, good, hurry up, hurry up." ”

Tsing Yi wiped the water stains on the little one's body, then wrapped it in a bath towel and carried it out of the bathroom, and came to the room to get dressed.

When going downstairs, when passing through the corridor, the little guy walked next to the fence again, peeking at Wen Xiaoai below through the gap.

"Mommy is still there." The little one pursed his little mouth.

"Of course it's here, Mom is home, she won't run."

Wen Xiaoai was holding the doll that the little guy gave her, anxiously waiting for the little guy to come down.

Hearing the movement, she immediately looked back and saw that the little guy was led downstairs by Tsing Yi.

"An An."

She immediately stood up, walked around the couch and went down the stairs to pick him up.

Jun Moyan followed her.

The little guy's eyes were fixed on Wen Xiaoai's face, and the corners of his mouth with a smile were gently pursed, and it was true that he was happy and excited, and it was also true that he was restrained and embarrassed.

Tsing Yi took the little guy down, Wen Xiaoai immediately bent down, held the little guy's little face, and kissed the little guy's forehead, which was really inseparable for a moment.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Wen Xiaoai asked him.

The little guy looked at Wen Xiaoai, whose eyes were red and crying, thinking of what Tsing Yi had just said to him, he hesitated, his little mouth moved and moved, and finally mustered up his courage and replied jerkyly: "...... Bathe. ”

Finally heard the little guy speak, Wen Xiaoai couldn't help but burst into tears, she touched the little guy's little face, held back her tears and smiled and repeated the little guy's words: "Take a bath." ”

The little one nodded.

"I really want to, my An'an baby is so fragrant." Wen Xiaoai sniffed the good smell of shampoo on the little guy's head.

"Mommy, hug." She picked up the little one again.

It's just that before she hugged for a while, Jun Moyan took the little guy from her hand and put it on the ground.

"An An will go to the dining room first, it's time for dinner."

"Let's go, little master, let's go first." Tsing Yi pulled the little guy, but the little guy didn't move, but looked at Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai.

"Dad took Mom to wash his face, and he will come right away." Jun Moyan said.

The little guy was willing to be pulled away by Tsing Yi.

An An ...... "Wen Xiaoai didn't want to be separated from the little guy for a moment.

"It's okay, don't go." Jun Moyan pulled her over and wiped her tears: "Okay, don't cry, eat first, and then hug after eating." ”

"An An just spoke, and his voice is different from yours." Wen Xiaoai said happily to Jun Moyan.

"An An is a child, I am an adult, of course it is different." Jun Moyan said with a smile.

"Then Jun Moyan, did you speak like this when you were a child?"

"It should be about the same."

"Were you like this when you were a child? Is it that cute? Wen Xiaoai thought about it and couldn't help but smile.

"It seems like that." Jun Mo Yan smiled.

After washing her face, Wen Xiaoai was much more sober, her emotions calmed down a lot, and she didn't want to cry so much.

"Don't cry when you wash your face." Jun Moyan said.

Wen Xiaoai nodded: "Don't cry." ”

Her emotions always come and go quickly, she was sad a second ago, but now she is happy again.

"Our An An is so good-looking, better than the little cat demons in the clan." She said with a look of pride and affection.