"Oh! Pupil pupil, the competition is about to begin, you hurry up and prepare!" The meat dumplings could not resist torture and quickly changed the subject.

Claudia had to say more, but his arm was suddenly grasped.

Like an electric shock, she turned to look at the person holding her arm.

Rowan, holding the strap in his hand, said softly, "Get ready."

When she bit her lip, he crouched down, tied the legs of the two men together, and then stood upright with his arms above her shoulders.

"Hello! The competition is the competition, what physical contact do you take the opportunity to come!"

"Stop it." He frowned and gave a low reprimand, treating her as an unreasonable older child.

Claudia rolled his eyes and, for the sake of the meat dumplings, did not care about him.

The finish line was carefully cushioned. Starting from the starting point, the four groups of parents had to move to the finish line quickly.

"Pupil pupil! Dad! Come on!"

"I know!" Claudia turned back and winked at his son.

The meatball smiled and blew a kiss to his dearest mommy and squeezed his eyes at his father.

This little interaction between father and son, in Claudia‘s view, is hostile.

Curling her pie mouth, she whispered to Rowan, "Cooperate well for a while, strive for tacit understanding, and don‘t let the meat down."

Rowan smiled and looked askance at her. "When did we not have a tacit understanding?"

How to listen, all think he said with color.

And the color is still right yellow!

Claudia bit his lip and didn‘t want to say another word to him.

"Parents, get ready!"

The female teacher held an air gun in her hand and smiled to remind her.

"Ready, start!"

As the air gun fired, Rowan and Claudia moved rapidly.

The surroundings were filled with enthusiastic cheers and shouts from other parents and children.

They, with the same pace and breathing at the same frequency, will soon be the leading trend.

Slowly, everything around seems to have gone away.

The whole world, only each other.

In her ears, only the breathing sound of the people around her was the same as her own.

Can‘t help it, go to see him.

His perfect side face.

Hands, also clasped his lean waist.

They will win.

She knows.

Finally, the end point is just around the corner.

At the moment of falling down, Rowan deliberately turned around, herself in the lower position and her in the upper position.

Firmly, protect her.

"Win! We won! Pupil pupil! Dad!"

The meat dumplings waiting at the finish line rushed up happily and pounced on the two at once.

Rowan pushed Claudia away slightly and firmly caught his excited son.

The meat dumplings hugged his father‘s neck, gave him a hard kiss, and went to kiss Claudia again.

Claudia took the initiative to lean his face and squint.

First, "Choo!" A sound.

Her son kissed her.

But then, his face warmed up again.

If feathers slide over, they are delicate, crisp and itchy.

This is definitely not her son.

After a pause, Claudia turned his face and saw that the initiator had a serious face and did not look like a person who had just done something bad.

Looking at her face crimson, the meat dumplings blinked and asked, "pupil pupil, why is your face red? Because I am still my father?"

"You, because of you." Dare not to see Rowan, Claudia scrambled to untie his leg, which was still tied to him. "You have too much strength to kiss your mother."

"Oh, oh." The meat dumplings scratched the back of the head shyly and were shaved off the tip of the nose by his father.

There is no doubt that they won the project.

Back in the rest area, the parents they knew all began to congratulate them.

Claudia thanked him all the time. As soon as he sat down, he was stuffed with a bottle of unscrewed mineral water.

Holding the mineral water bottle in both hands, she turned to look at the people around her.

He looked up to drink water, Adam‘s apple rolled, very sexy.

His throat was dry. Claudia withdrew his sight, stopped at the beginning and drank saliva.

Cold liquid flowed down the throat, relieving some dryness.

The parent－child sports meeting ended smoothly in the morning and there was a performance in the afternoon.

Only then did Claudia know that there was a chorus of meat dumplings in the performance.