"... all right."

After pacifying the meat dumplings, Claudia hung up his cell phone and went to see Jin Hao and stunned.

Where is there the shadow of Jin Hao behind him?

How to get there without saying a word?

*

Pull the quilt to cover himself, the meat dumplings only showed a pair of big eyes, black and bright, adorable dull looking at his father.

Rowan was gentle and could no longer smile gently. He sat on the bed and grabbed the edge of the quilt. "Meat, will Dad take a bath for you?"

Meat meat is very distrustful and asks, "will you?"

"Yes."

"Well, then."

Water was put in the bathtub, and then the meat dumplings‘ favorite yellow duck was put on. Rowan went in with the meat whirring little guy.

"Is the temperature OK?"

"Yes."

His father bathed him, and he was embarrassed to play with such childish things as yellow duck.

Sitting in the bathtub with a serious face, his father‘s big hand pulled water at him.

It‘s quite comfortable.

The sigh of meat enjoyment made Rowan bend his mouth.

His son, how to see how cute.

Claudia deliberately delayed for a little time and came back for an hour and a half.

Meat has already let his father take a bath and told a story to put him to sleep.

Mr. Rowan felt a special sense of accomplishment. He didn‘t leave when his son fell asleep, so he sat by the bed and watched his son sleep.

When Claudia pushed the door and came in, he turned his head and looked at it. His face was full of words： "Come and praise me!"

With a smile, Claudia stepped forward, bent over and kissed the meat‘s white forehead.

Rowan stood up and took her wrist.

She glanced at him and followed him out of her son‘s room.

When the door closed, Mr. Rowan immediately showed his true colors.

The firm arm hit her thin waist and the earlobe was bitten immediately.

"Hiss!" Eating pain and twisting eyebrows, Claudia pedaled his small thin legs and struggled： "You are a dog! Rowan!"

"Keep your voice down." He warned hoarsely, just holding her and moving into the room.

Putting her against the door panel, his men skillfully tore off her dress.

His coarse sound rang in her ear： "angry? Huh? Look at you still dare to make a scene! Do you really think my resources are so easy to take? Hmm? If you don‘t exchange something for it, you want to take it away?"

Claudia tilted his head back, vertigo coming, his hand on his shoulder, unable to bear the waves of overwhelming enthusiasm.

… …

A week later.

North China.

Get off the plane and cross－dress.

Claudia was wearing a white ankle－length coat, a red thread cap and a black scarf.

Rowan is a camel coat, tall and straight, cool and imposing.

Two people were holding a meat－rolling dumpling.

The little fellow was fully armed, revealing only the eyes.

Walking awkwardly like a penguin.

Before he took a few steps, his dearest mommy burst out laughing unkindly.

Meat dumplings mournfully raised their little heads and looked at the merciless ridicule from their mother. Their little heart was seriously injured.

At least his father didn‘t smile, but picked him up.

The meat dumplings were too fleshy and wore too many clothes, and his father had a little difficulty holding them.

Claudia patted his little ass. "It‘s okay, just don‘t catch a cold."

Then why do you wear so fashionable and cool, he has to wear so low and so earthy.

Understanding the pain of the meat dumplings, Claudia smiled and said, "Adults are different from children. We are not cold, but you are cold."

That‘s why you think I‘m cold.

There is a kind of cold that makes your mother think you are cold. Don‘t you make it!

"Go to the hotel." Rowan tightened the meat dumplings in his hand and whispered.

After getting on the bus, the meat dumplings were finally able to unzip their jackets and stick them on the window. He looked at the snow outside and said, "Can we ski?"

"Yes." Rowan replied.

"Can we make snowmen?"

"Yes."

"What about a snowball fight?"

"Yes."

"I have never seen so much snow." He was in high spirits. "Pupil, I like it here!"

"Mom likes it too." Claudia put his arms around the meat dumplings and kissed his fleshy little face.