Zhou Ruoyun and Xiao Xueqing have a good impression of each other, and now they are neighbors, so they naturally don't want to see their children get along with each other, so they want to make the two little guys have feelings.

Shen Mubai cooperated, but An Ziyu looked at her with reluctance and grievance since she was pressed once that day.

It's like now, the two of them are sitting on the same cartoon blanket, and the other person is facing away from her like a ball, looking like I don't want to play with you.

Shen Mubai coaxed him like a little witch and said, "Ziyu." ”

An Ziyu secretly raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Xueqing and Zhou Ruoyun who were chatting on the sofa in the distance, turned around slightly, pursed his lips, and said in a milky voice, "What? ”

Shen Mubai, "Uh..." she looked at the doll in her hand, raised her hand and said, "Do you want to play?" ”

An Ziyu glanced at the doll in her hand, shook her head, and then turned her back, lowering her head and not knowing what she was tinkering with.

Shen Mubai felt curious in his heart, and then crawled to his side, wanting to see what the other party was playing.

The little An Ziyu hung his head quietly, and pulled the hair on the blanket with his baby's fat little hands, and his eyelashes were curly and long.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

An Ziyu hiccuped as if he was surprised, and he turned around aggrievedly and said, "Don't come here, hiccup." ”

Shen Mubai blinked his eyes and said, "But I want to play with you." ”

An Ziyu pursed his lips, burped, and said vaguely, "I.. I don't want to play with you. ”

Shen Mubai asked, "Why?" ”

Of course, a two-year-old child can't give anything for it, like it is like, and if it doesn't like it, it doesn't like it.

So Shen Mubai saw the little male protagonist with a puffed mouth, with a bag of tears in his eyes, "Don't come here, hiccup." ”

She was startled and hurriedly coaxed, "I'm not coming." She quickly climbed a little farther away, and then whispered, "Okay?" ”

An Ziyu raised his eyes and glanced at it, then lowered it, a tear hung on his long, curly eyelashes, and said in a soft voice, "Okay." ”

Shen Mubai couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really a crying bag.

Thinking of the appearance that needs to be corrected, she wants to sigh even more, the so-called heavy responsibility has a long way to go, probably that's it.

Compared with the relationship between the two children, Zhou Ruoyun's side seems to be much more relaxed, and the deeper the contact between the two, the more they feel that they hate to see each other late.

Xiao Xueqing felt even more distressed about Zhou Ruoyun as a single mother, although her husband was usually busy with work, but it was a complete family, and after knowing that Zhou Ruoyun was alone with the children, she decided that the two families would often contact each other in the future.

So when it was time to take a nap, in order to cultivate the relationship between the two little ones, I planned to let them take a nap together.

An Ziyu had tears in his eyes, and he was about to cry because he was wronged, but thinking of his mother's instructions to him, he still sniffed and tried to hold back his tears.

As the door closed, Shen Mubai stared at him wide-eyed.

An Ziyu pulled the small quilt and turned it around, his face full of grievances.

Shen Mubai, "Ugh. ”

She thought about it, but she still didn't get annoying in the past, so she leaned on the distance and whispered, "Ziyu, what do you like?" ”

An Ziyu didn't want to pay attention to her, but thinking of her mother's words, she still pursed her mouth and said in a milky voice, "Cake." ”