Holding her face again, this time with a lot of strength and tenderness, he condensed her, condensed her eyes like water, charming amorous feelings, bright and moving, suddenly beautiful.

Finger abdomen gently brushed on her red swollen lip, he asked, "pupil pupil, do you know what tonight is?"

Her cheeks were red, shy and shy.

Rowan raised his lips, outlining the arc of a smile, close to her ear, "Wedding Night."

"Wedding candles." She followed.

He smiled more beautifully and charmingly and picked her up.

The bedroom was occupied by their son, who carried her into the study.

"No, the table is too hard!"

"Then I‘ll lie down and you come."

"Rowan, you hooligan! You can also say such words!"

As he said, he got a slap on the face, which was not heavy and similar to scratching.

"Then you lie down and I‘ll do it."

"No, the table is too hard!"

"Then I‘ll lie down and you come."

"..."

After a while.

"I said the table is too hard! Whoops, Rowan, you bully people!"

"Good, then I lie down? You come?"

"Get out! Rowan, don‘t come, please."

"Shh, keep your voice down, pupil is good, be careful to wake your son."

*

"Ah, ah, ah."

One morning, the little thick legs shouted and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

As soon as I entered, I was dumbfounded.

His father is taking a bath.

"Morning, meat."

Rowan greeted his son with great satisfaction, but why did his son look bitter?

The meat dumplings covered their pants and swirled in a hurry.

He‘s going to the bathroom!

Immediately!

Now!

Now!

Now!

"What‘s the matter?" When the water was turned off, Rowan pulled the towel around his lower body and walked quickly over. "Meat?"

"I want to..."

Just said two words, the body loose, meat dumplings like this had a cold war.

Dumbfounded!

Piss pants, three words, like a bolt from the blue.

Self－esteem is damaged, seriously damaged.

Even if the meat dumplings were patient, they could not bear it. "Wow!" With a loud voice, burst into tears.

His fame for the rest of his life was ruined by his father‘s hands!

"What‘s the matter? What‘s the matter?"

Claudia, who was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, heard his son crying and rushed in.

Watching, his father and his son, his father was at a loss and his son cried and robbed the ground.

"Meat?"

Hearing the voice of his dearest mommy, the meat dumplings sucked their noses, pointed at his father, pointed at his pants, and finally blushed.

Claudia understood the suspicious liquid meandering at his feet and the faint smell of smell in the air.

Can‘t laugh, that‘s her son.

She desperately reminded herself.

Biting his lip, he stepped forward and patted Rowan on the shoulder. "Well, you, you go out first."

Rowan stood up, raked his hair and sighed, "Do you want me?"

"No, you hurry out." Claudia drove him, bent over to pick up his son and kissed his little face to appease him.

The meat dumplings pursed their buttocks in his mother‘s arms and faced his father like ostriches.

Rowan wanted to say that he was touched by his son and that he was innocent at all.

However, his son was so adorable and dull that how could he say it? He could only carry the blame and walked out of the bathroom with difficulty.

The door closed and the meat dumplings struggled to shake their legs. "Mom, let me down. It‘s dirty. It‘s dirty your clothes."

"It‘s okay." Claudia smiled, put him on the toilet lid and took off his pants.

Meat meat small face crimson, flat mouth and want to cry.

Poor thing.

Claudia opened a shower head, washed it for him, and comforted him softly： "It doesn‘t matter. Dad urinated on his pants when he was a child. Children can urinate."

Meat meat heard his father peed, too, and was a little cured.

However, this cannot hide the fact that his father occupied the bathroom, which led wise SHEN WOO to pee his pants.

He remembered!

After washing, Claudia went out to bring him new clothes and changed them. By the way, he accompanied him to wash.