"Tummy tummy~ tummy tummy gurgles and squeals."

Daddy's belly is flat, baby's belly is round.

Daddy's tummy doesn't have a grandma, but baby's tummy does.

Grandma's belly is round, Grandma's belly is round~

The little one's toes swayed back and forth, and he sang a song in his mouth, but as he sang, the lyrics became more rapid.

"Baby's tummy is round, it's like a little watermelon!"

Shen Yulou hummed along softly to her son, singing a beautiful tune in a voice that only the three of them could hear.

"Of course it's a beautiful idea. People need to think about beautiful things to have the energy to make a living."

Chi Yuan grabbed Shen Yulou's hand to prevent him from sitting up and pressed him back down.

"I'm tired of lying down, this position is uncomfortable."

Shen Yulou nestled against him and shifted her position; staying in one position for too long would make her stiff.

"That's easy, let's change positions."

Chi Yuan said it was nothing, and sat up, hugging Shen Yulou as they turned over.

The two switched positions instantly.

"No, you're too heavy."

Shen Meiren felt that her man was pressing down on her so hard that she could hardly breathe.

"How could that be? You didn't say it was too heavy when we used this position last night."

Chi Yuan shook his head innocently and leaned against his shoulder to look at him.

"But you weren't completely on top of me last night, you were..."

What is it?

Seeing the mischievous glint in Chi Yuan's eyes, Shen Yulou couldn't finish her sentence.

It seems...it appears...there is indeed a pose like this.

"You must have made me lose oxygen, causing me to pass out and not remember anything."

Shen Yulou closed his eyes and started shifting the blame.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"But I remember someone was shouting really loudly back then, and I couldn't cover the whole sound with my palm."

Chi Yuan began to tell a story in a gentle, narrative style, while Shen Yulou opened her eyes and covered his mouth.

"It's you! You're the one who made me shout so loudly!"

Shen Meiren glared at him fiercely, poking his chest with her fingers as if she wanted to bite him with her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

He blinked innocently, then leaned to the side, lying on his side and pulling Shen Yulou into his arms.

Seeing that Chi Yuan was so sensible, Shen Yulou was also satisfied and turned to the side, putting her legs on him and talking to him intimately.

He turned around and lifted the baby's head up where it had fallen.

The little guy wasn't lying down with his head on his dad's arm; the whole time he was in a seated forward bend position, pressed against his dads.

So when Dad turned to his side, the little one, who was resting his head on Dad's heavy arm, gave a little smack and pressed his face against Dad's feet.

Baby: ? ? ?

Dads? Where are the dads who are so big for their kids?

With his father holding his face, the little one shook his head uncomfortably a few times.

"No, no! No, no, no!"

Don't touch the baby with your hands, the baby wants to be touched.

"Ya ya ya ya..."

The child opened his mouth and howled loudly, grabbing at his father's waist as he cried, trying to bury his head in his father's arms.

Shen Yulou leaned back, and the baby, whose belly was pressed against his waist, slid into the middle of the fathers with a "whoosh".

"ah?"

The children were overjoyed, dancing and waving their arms in their fathers' arms.

"Such a loud voice, sweetie?"

Chi Yuan touched the baby's neck and felt that the baby's small body contained great energy.

"Eat a lot, eat lots of meat, and have plenty of energy."

Shen Yulou patted his chest with pride, feeling that his darling was a high-quality cub.

Grade A++++ (countless)

The puppies I raise are of such high quality.

He wished he could give someone a certificate recognizing his son as the best son in the world, and then let anyone show it to him so he could boast about it.

"You can become a singer in the future and sing bel canto."

Chi Yuan has already started planning his career.

Shen Yulou rubbed his lips, lost in thought.

What happened to all the baby foxes that grew up in the fox den?

Should one learn a skill from a master during the transition from childhood to adulthood?