Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Xinbao was startled by him, her eyes widened all of a sudden: "Huh?"

The little boy stared at her closely, Xinbao slowed down, turned over, and his eyes were about to close together again, Yan Shen was in a hurry, he stretched out his hand, and hugged her out of the quilt, holding her : "Xinbao, Xinbao, it's time to get up!"

While talking, he stretched out his arms subconsciously to keep her away from him.

Xinbao was completely unprepared, and was dragged out of the warm bed, completely dumbfounded: "Wife?"

He gently shook her: "Xinbao, you...you hurry up and play with me."

Xinbao hasn't found Bei yet: "But..."

"Please, Xinbao." Anyway, there was no one in the room, and the young boy played both soft and hard ways: "I really want someone to play with me."

The young boy's clear voice became extra soft because of his embarrassment, and Xinbao suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, "Okay, I'll come right away!!"

Yan Chenjue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put her on the edge of the bed, and quickly squatted down to help her put on her shoes and another layer of coat.

Xinbao was so anxious by his urging, she trotted to put the water in, and almost fell when she came back, he jumped over to lift her up with one hand, and directly lifted her to the front of the small basin, after she washed her face, he was already holding the blue water. The salt box is waiting.

After washing her clothes and sitting at the table, Yan Chenjue felt that it was impossible for Tuanzi to go back to sleep again. The whole person was calm. He hugged her at the table, took something out of the food box, and Xinbao held her in both hands. Bowl, drank less than half a bowl of porridge in one go.

Just as I grabbed the buns, a strange aunt came in with a wooden basin and said, "Young Master Yan, after washing, let's hang it here to dry?"

Yan Shenjue nodded.

Xinbao took a bite of the bag and looked at it curiously.

There is a clothesline in the yard, and the auntie pulls the things out of the basin to dry, and as the fabric is stretched out little by little, Xinbao suddenly feels that the blue color looks familiar?

She thought of something, couldn't believe it, and looked at the bed.

Last night, she slept on the second brother's bed. At this time, the blue bedding of the brothers has turned into a beautiful pink color... Even if she has the brain of a small broken car, she can clearly tell the difference. The difference between the two.

Looking at himself again, the pajamas have also been replaced by the pink green and pink orange that he usually wears.

Xinbao looked at her wife with the last sliver of hope, opened her eyes wide, and said in a trembling voice: "Xinbao, Xinbao didn't wet the bed, right?"

Yan Xiaolang didn't see the panic just now.

Like a mature adult, he calmly comforted her: "It's very common for a three-year-old baby to wet the bed, so Xinbao doesn't need to worry about it."

Xinbao: "..."

Woo hoo! !

The sadness in his heart flowed like a river, Xinbao couldn't hold it anymore, he quickly ran down from the stool, and ran to the edge of the wall, facing the wall.

Yan Shenjue: "...???"

Before he came back to his senses, Xinbao ran back quickly, hugged the small stool she usually sat on, and sat down with her little head against the wall, motionless.

Yan Chen looked at her back desperately.

A little one, a big sorrow.

Yan Xiaolang was impressed by her cuteness, he held back a smile and called her: "Xinbao??"

Xinbao didn't move.

Yan Shenjue said again: "Has Xinbao stopped eating?"

Xinbao remained motionless.

The mature Yan Xiaolang had a childlike heart for the first time. He picked up the steamed bun plate from the table, walked behind her, and slowly handed it over: "Xinbao, don't you want to eat? If you don't eat, you will be hungry. Baozi It will be cold too."

After a long time, a small meaty hand stretched out, covering its ears and jingling bells... grabbed a bun, retracted it softly, and took a bite.

Yan Chenjue almost laughed out loud.

How can it be so cute.

He lifted his skirt, squatted down beside her, and said with a soft smile: "It's okay, Xinbao, every little baby will wet the bed, it's a very normal thing."

But she is not a little doll, she is a mature boss! !

When this matter spread, her famous name in the first life...

Yan Xiaolang exhausted all the tenderness of a ten-year-old boy: "Be good, don't be sad, it's really fine, I won't tell others..."

Also say! Also say!

This wife can't have it! !

A wife with such a dark history as watching her bedwetting, no matter how good-looking she is, she can't have it! !

Xinbao turned grief and anger into appetite, angrily finished eating a bun, then stretched back his little hand, wanting to touch another one to eat.

However, Yan Xiaolang didn't pay attention, the plate was a little far away, she stretched her short hands to the left, stretched to the right, scratched left, scratched right... She couldn't catch it no matter what.

Yan Shenjue was really about to die of laughing at her, and deliberately remained motionless.

Then Xinbao turned his head, took a quick look, then turned back quickly, changed hands, grabbed a bun and put it back.

Yan Shenjue burst into laughter silently.

He hadn't laughed like this since he was born.

A few people outside Yuan Yaochu came back laughing, Yan Chenjue quickly covered his face with his sleeves, barely regaining his calm expression.

As soon as Yuan Yaochu came in, he raised his voice and said, "Xinbao! Eh? What's wrong with Xinbao?"

Yan Chenjue stood up and said, "It's okay."

Yuan Yaochu quickly ran over and squatted beside Xiaotuanzi: "What's the matter, Xinbao? Who messed with you?"

Xinbao didn't speak, and Yuan Yaochu didn't have much image. She pressed her face against the wall and squeezed in, trying to see her expression: "What's wrong? Xinbao, tell me!"

Xinbao twisted his body, and immediately slapped his hand on the wall, making a circle like a spinning top, and leaned over from the other side: "Little boy, what's the matter? Tell Brother Xiao Yuan! Xiao Yuan Brother is omnipotent!!"

Xinbao was quickly teased by him and pointed out, "It's all his fault."

"Who? Your wife?" Yuan Yaochu smiled, "What happened to him?"

Xinbao said: "He didn't wake Xinbao up in the morning, deliberately made Xinbao wet the bed!!"

"Pfft!" Yuan Yaochu laughed, and held back: "That's really too much! Xinbao, tell me how you want to punish him!"

Xinbao said sonorously: "I want to change my wife!!"

"Puchi!" Yuan Yao couldn't help laughing at the beginning, he held his head and smiled for a long time before saying, "No, little boy, this flying fairy wife is not so easy to find, although he is wrong about this matter, But it’s not too bad, why don’t you think about it again?”

Xinbao hesitated, and took a peek over there.

The little boy looked at this side from under his eyelashes with a full face.

Xinbao quickly withdrew his gaze, and whispered to Yuan Yaochu: "Yes, but if he sees Xinbao wetting the bed, if he tells others, they will laugh at Xinbao."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yuan Yaochu said with a smile: "Your wife is very stupid and forgetful, so he will forget it tomorrow."

Xinbao thought about it, but still felt unsafe.

With an idea, she ran over and stood on the stool, and waved at Yan Shen: "My wife, come quickly!"

Yan Shenjue hehe, but he was afraid that she would fall, so he came over anyway.

Then Xinbao picked up the strap of his scarf, flew around in a circle, clumsily tied a knot in the back of his head, it was still a tight knot, and clapped his hands: "Okay! This way he can't see La!"

Yuan Yaochu applauded fiercely: "Xinbao is so smart! He can even come up with such a brilliant idea!! Amazing!!"

Yan Shenjue: "..."