"A Jin--" Mo Qianqian quickly covered Yuchi Jin's mouth, worried that he would say more excessive words, "Don't say anything more."

Yuchi Jin smiled evilly, turned over and pressed Mo Qianqian under him again, and said with dissatisfaction: "Forget it this time, you must take the initiative next time."

"Hate--" Before Mo Qianqian could finish her words, she was blocked by Yuchi Jin.

Soon, a louder gasp sounded in the room.

Compared to the intenseness of the room there, the other room was much warmer.

Lan Lan wrapped a white bath towel around Lele and tried hard to carry the little guy out of the bathroom: "Lele's little pig head, mom can't hold you any more."

"From the future, Lele will hug her mother when she grows up." Lele said sweetly.

"Then Lele must grow up quickly. Mom is waiting for you to hug you." Lan Lan said as she hugged Lele and put it in the quilt, then turned around and found a hair dryer to prepare to wet Lele's hair.

"Lele wants to grow up tomorrow so that she can take care of her mother." Lele said seriously.

As long as he grows up, he will definitely not let others bully his mother and will do his best to protect his mother.

"Silly son, do you think you are a gourd baby." Lan Lan rubbed Lele's hair, picked up the hair dryer and gently blew it to the little guy.

"Did the Calabash grow up all day?" Lele asked her mother excitedly.

As long as he can grow up in one day and protect his mother, it doesn’t matter if he becomes a gourd baby.

"Silly son, mom doesn't want you to grow up all day long. Mom just needs you to be happy and always be by my side." Lan Lan hugged Lele's head and carefully kissed his face.

As long as Lele is here and as long as Lele is still by her side, other things are not that important.

"Mom, is Lele dancing for you?" Lele said happily, actually thinking about how to make her happy.

"When did you learn to dance? Why didn't your mother know?" Lan Lan asked in surprise.

Lele came out of the quilt and twisted his little butt randomly. As soon as he twisted the bath towel on his body, it slipped down, revealing his white and tender skin.

Lan Lan was amused by Lele and laughed. When she saw Lele's bath towel falling off, she hurriedly hugged him and stuffed it into the quilt: "Son, lie down quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Does Mom think Lele dances well?" Lele asked.

"Of course it looks good, my son must be the best dancer." Lan Lan said proudly.

"From then Lele will dance for her mother every day." Lele said happily, as long as she could make her mother laugh.

"Okay, I've been tired for a day, go to bed quickly." Lan Lan also went to bed, sat down next to Lele, and patted the little guy gently.

Lele kept looking at his mother with two bright black eyes: "Mom, you go to bed first."

"Let's sleep together." Lan Lan understood Lele's thoughts very well. The little guy always thought of her at such a young age, worried that she would be sad and unable to sleep alone.

He was obviously very sleepy, but he kept staring with both eyes and insisting on waiting until she fell asleep first.
Chapter completed!