Zhou Yuheng was eating while he was scolding his two sons.

The father and his two sons chatted with each other, and Zhou Yuheng was sweating while eating.

After Xu Qingluo had finished her meal, she went to the room and took out the new toys that the grandparents had sent her today to play with the two children.

The toys sent by my grandparents include a coloring book and a string of bells that make sounds.

Just touch the bell and it will make a pleasant sound.

The two children's attention was instantly attracted by the bell.

“Aaaaaah~”

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The two children kept waving their arms like lotus roots, trying to grab the bell in Xu Qingluo's hand.

If Xu Qingluo didn't give it to them, the two children would wave their hands and feet even more vigorously.

With Xu Qingluo's help, Zhou Yuheng could eat with peace of mind.

After eating and drinking, Zhou Yuheng was responsible for bathing his two sons.

Zhou Yuheng held the child and sat beside the basin. He took the warm wool in the basin and used it to wipe the child's body.

After taking a bath, Zhou Yuheng wrapped the child in his arms with a blanket to prevent the child from catching a cold.

The two children are not opposed to taking a bath, but they are very resistant to washing their hair.

Xu Qingluo squatted aside, picked up the scoop from the basin, and gently poured water over the child's head, avoiding his eyes and ears.

The child in Zhou Yuheng's arms kept twisting his body in resistance.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuheng was strong enough so he didn't drop the child.

"alright."

Zhou Yuheng reached out and rubbed a few hairs on his eldest son's head.

I already have less hair, and if I don’t wash my hair properly, I’ll become bald.

“Wow wow wow wow~”

Xiaoman’s little face turned red from crying.

Zhou Yuheng wiped the water stains off his eldest son's head and held him in his arms to comfort him for a while.

Xiaoman was coaxed into happiness, and Xu Qingluo took over and changed pajamas and diapers for her eldest son.

After a while, Xiaoyuan also started crying.

Both children were equally resistant to washing their hair.

Zhou Yuheng coaxed his eldest son and continued to coax his younger son.

After being comforted, Zhou Yuheng was soaked all over.

Not to mention that the child is afraid of washing his hair, even as a father, he is afraid that he might accidentally drop the child.

Zhou Yuheng patted his two sons' butts helplessly.

The two children had no idea of ​​their old father's miserable condition.

They are drinking breast milk in their mother's arms, feeling happy and satisfied.

Xu Qingluo glanced at Zhou Yuheng with amusement and told him to take a shower quickly to avoid catching a cold.

When Zhou Yuheng came back from taking a bath, the two children were already asleep.

Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yuheng who was standing beside the bed with a somewhat resentful look on his face, and amusedly grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the bed.

Zhou Yuheng placed his arms beside Xu Qingluo's ears, and Xu Qingluo was pressed underneath him.

"Don't be angry."

"No gas."

Xu Qingluo listened to Zhou Yuheng's somewhat sour tone and for a moment she didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Xu Qingluo put her arms around his neck and whispered something in his ear.

Zhou Yuheng's eyes lit up.

"real?"

Zhou Yuheng's low voice reached Xu Qingluo's ears, and his breathing beside her ear gave her goose bumps.

"real."

Zhou Yuheng got a positive answer and grabbed the quilt on the bed and covered the two of them.

"Don't play with me."

“Hmm…”

Xu Qingluo's voice of resistance was swallowed.

She bit Zhou Yuheng's shoulder in pain and held his strong arms tightly with both hands.

With this power gap, she has to be able to play it......

Next day:

During Zhou Yuheng's morning training, Old Han saw the scratches on Zhou Yuheng's neck and asked curiously.

"What's wrong with your neck?"

"Caught by a wild cat."

"Where did the wild cat come from?"