Not only was Qiao Qingqing stunned by her crying, but Lu Heng was also stunned.
Wasn't you fine just now?
Why are you crying?
Facing his wife's inquiring eyes, Lu Heng shook his head fiercely, "Wife, I didn't do anything."
Qiao Qingqing looked helpless. She walked over and asked them why they were crying. The two little guys couldn't explain clearly and just kept curling up in their mother's arms.
San San sat aside and suddenly pointed at Lu Heng.
Qiao Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "Did Dad make my brother cry?"
San San nodded his little head.
Lu Heng: ...
You kid, are you making accusations in front of me?
San San even stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his brother's body, pretending to be very strong.
Qiao Qingqing vaguely understood: "Dad was very vigorous in bathing my brother. Did he hurt him?"
San San continued to nod.
There was a serious look on his little face.
Qiao Qingqing couldn't help laughing, but when she thought about the two brothers still crying, she quickly put away her smile.
Lu Heng was also surprised at this moment: "I don't feel like I have much strength either."
He just did his part, but was still worried that he couldn't rub the brothers clean enough. After rubbing, he took a look at them in the light of the kerosene lamp and saw that their skin was slightly red. Only then was he satisfied.
In his opinion, this kind of bath scrubbing is the most comfortable and cleanest.
But he ignored the baby's delicate skin and tender flesh, which could not withstand his "destruction" at all.
However, when the "truth" became clear, Lu Heng felt sorry.
He promised earnestly: "I will be gentler next time."
Qiao Qingqing pulled the kid out of her arms and lowered her head to wipe their tears: "Okay, stop crying. Dad didn't mean it. He will be careful next time. You too, tell Dad if it hurts."
The kid sobbed and only then dared to express his feelings to his mother: "Deng!"
Lu Heng walked forward and squatted in front of the two brothers: "Dad is wrong, don't cry, I will be very gentle when I give you a bath next time."
He used his thumb to wipe his son's tears, but the calluses on his hand rubbed the boy's delicate skin red. The boy felt pain again, so he pushed him away and turned into his mother's arms, whimpering, "Deng!"
Lu Heng: ...
You are not a girl, why are you so squeamish!!!
Lu Heng frowned and directly pulled his son over. He ignored the boy's tears and taught him seriously: "Men don't cry easily. You are a man, how can you be defeated by such a little pain?"
The kid didn't understand what his father said at all. He got even more scared and cried even more miserably. He kept looking at his mother with help-seeking eyes.
Qiao Qingqing said fairly: "The child is still young, teach him slowly, there is no need to rush."
Lu Heng thought so too.
He loosened his grip and let the kid run to his mother.
As the children grew older, the crib could no longer accommodate the three brothers, so they started sleeping with their mother.
Qiao Qingqing said, "Hurry up and take a shower. After you're done, go to your parents' room next door and sleep."
a bolt from the blue!
Lu Heng couldn't accept it: "You want to drive me away?"
Qiao Qingqing tucked the corner of the quilt, turned her head and asked, "What else? Look at our bed, is there still room for us?"
Lu Heng: ...
Looking at the three kids occupying the seats next to his wife, the fatherly love in Lu Heng's heart disappeared in a second.
He had a vague sense of crisis.
"Are we going to sleep in the same bed all the time from now on?"
Qiao Qingqing said with a smile: "Do you have any good ideas?"
"Let them sleep alone." Lu Heng was decisive.
"They are so young, no."
Lu Heng: ...
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