Chapter 124 I Want to Change My Wife

Xinbao was startled by him, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Huh?"

The young boy stared at her closely. Xinbao relaxed, turned over, and her eyes were about to close again. Yan Shenjue became anxious and reached out to pull her out of the quilt, holding her up with both hands: "Xinbao, Xinbao, it's time to get up!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously stretched out his arms to get her away from him.

Xinbao was completely unprepared and was dragged out of the warm bed. He was completely confused: "Wife??"

He shook her gently: "Xinbao, you...you hurry up and get up and play with me."

Xinbao still didn't know what to do: "But..."

"Please, Xinbao," since there was no one in the room, the young boy used both soft and hard tactics: "I really want someone to play with me."

The boy's clear voice became especially soft because of his shyness. Xinbao suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, "Okay, I'll come right away!!"

Yan Shenjue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put her on the edge of the bed, quickly squatted down to help her put on her shoes, and then put on a layer of outer clothes.

Xinbao was so anxious because of his urging that she ran to run the water and almost fell when she came back. He jumped over and picked her up with one hand and brought her directly to the small basin. After she finished washing her face, he was already waiting with a box of green salt.

After washing up and sitting at the table, Yan Shenjue felt that Tuanzi would not go back to sleep for a nap, so he calmed down. He carried her to the table and took out food from the food box. Xinbao held the bowl with both hands and drank half a bowl of porridge in one breath.

Just as I grabbed the buns, a strange woman came in with a wooden basin and said, "Young Master Yan, you're done washing them. Shall we hang them here?"

Yan Shenjue nodded.

Xinbao took a bite of the bag and looked at it curiously.

There was a clothesline in the yard. The aunt pulled the things out of the basin and hung them up. As the cloth was pulled open and stretched out little by little, Xinbao suddenly felt that this blue color scheme looked a little familiar?

She thought of something and looked towards the bed in disbelief.

She slept in her second brother's bed last night. At this moment, the brothers' identical blue quilts had turned into a beautiful peach pink color... Even though she had the brain of a little old man, she could clearly tell the difference between the two.

Looking at myself again, I had changed my pajamas into the pink, green and pink orange one I usually wore.

Xinbao looked at his wife with the last glimmer of hope, opened his eyes wide, and said in a trembling voice: "Xinbao, Xinbao didn't wet the bed, right?"

Yan Xiaolang no longer looked as panicked as before.

Like a mature adult, he comforted her calmly, "It's very common for a three-year-old to wet the bed, Xinbao, don't worry about it."

Xinbao: “…”

Woohoo!!

The sadness in his heart was like a river flowing backwards. Xinbao could no longer hold on. He quickly ran down from the stool and ran to the wall, facing it.

Yan Shenjue: “……???”

Before he could come to his senses, Xinbao ran back quickly, brought over the small stool she usually sat on, sat down, and leaned her little head against the wall, not moving.

Yan Shenjue glanced at her back.

A small one, with a big sadness.

Yan Xiaolang was struck by her cuteness and tried to hold back his laughter, calling her: "Xinbao?"

Xinbao didn't move.

Yan Shenjue asked again: "Xinbao doesn't want to eat?"

Xinbao remained motionless.

The mature Yan Xiaolang, for the first time in his life, showed some childishness. He picked up the plate of buns from the table, walked behind her, and slowly handed it to her: "Xinbao, don't you want to eat? If you don't eat, you'll be hungry and the buns will get cold."

After a long time, a small fleshy hand reached out, grabbed a bun, quietly retracted it, and took a bite.

Yan Shenjue almost laughed out loud.

How can it be so cute?

He lifted his collar, squatted down beside her, and smiled softly, "It's okay, Xinbao, every little kid wets the bed, it's normal."

But she is not a little kid, she is a mature big shot!!

If this matter gets out, her reputation will be ruined...

Yan Xiaolang used all the tenderness of a ten-year-old boy: "Be good, don't be sad, it's really okay, I won't tell anyone..."

Still saying! Still saying! This wife is not acceptable! ! I have witnessed her wet the bed and such a dark history, no matter how pretty she is, I cannot have her! !

Xinbao turned his grief and anger into appetite, and angrily finished one bun. Then he stretched his little hand back, wanting to touch another one to eat.

But Yan Xiaolang didn't notice that the plate was a little far away. She stretched out her short little hands left and right, grabbed left and right... but couldn't catch it.

Yan Shenjue was really about to die of laughter from her, so he deliberately remained motionless.

Then Xinbao turned his head, took a quick look, turned back quickly, changed his hand, grabbed a bun and put it back.

Yan Shenjue burst into laughter silently.

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He had never laughed so hard since he was born.

Yuan Yaochu and a few others came back laughing outside. Yan Shenjue quickly covered his face with his sleeves and managed to regain a calm expression.

As soon as Yuan Yaochu came in, he raised his voice and asked, "Xinbao! Hey? What happened to Xinbao?"

Yan Shenjue stood up and said, "It's okay."

Yuan Yaochu ran over quickly and squatted beside the little dumpling: "What's wrong, Xinbao? Who offended you?"

Xinbao didn't say anything, and Yuan Yaochu didn't have much of an air of dignity either. He just pressed his face against the wall and squeezed in, trying to see her expression: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Xinbao, tell me!"

Xinbao twisted his little body, slapped his hands on the wall, and spun around like a top, coming over from the other side: "Little sweetie, what's wrong? Tell Brother Xiaoyuan! Brother Xiaoyuan can do anything!!"

Xinbao was soon amused by his teasing and pointed outward with his little hand: "It's all his fault."

"Who? Your wife?" Yuan Yaochu asked with a smile, "What happened to him?"

Xinbao said: "He didn't wake Xinbao up in the morning and deliberately made Xinbao wet the bed!!"

"Pfft!" Yuan Yaochu laughed, but then held back his laughter: "That's really too much! Xinbao, tell me how to punish him!"

Xinbao said in a sonorous voice: "I want to change my wife!!"

"Puchi!" Yuan Yaochu couldn't help laughing. He held his head and laughed for a long time before saying, "No, my dear, it's not that easy to find a flying fairy wife. Although he was wrong about this matter, it's not a big mistake. How about you reconsider it?"

Xinbao hesitated and glanced over there.

The young boy had a smile on his face and was looking over here from under his eyelashes.

Xinbao quickly retracted his gaze and whispered to Yuan Yaochu: "It's okay, it's okay that he saw Xinbao wet the bed. If he tells others, they will laugh at Xinbao."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yuan Yaochu said with a smile: "Your wife is very stupid and forgetful. She will forget it tomorrow."

Xinbao thought about it and still felt it was not safe.

She suddenly had an idea, ran over and stood on the stool, waving at Yan Shenjue: "Come here, my wife!"

Yan Shenjue laughed, but was afraid that she would fall, so he came over anyway.

Then Xinbao picked up the belt of his scarf, and quickly twisted it around, clumsily tying a knot behind his head. It was a tight knot, and he clapped his hands, "Okay! This way he won't be able to see it!"

Yuan Yaochu clapped enthusiastically: "Xinbao is so smart! He can even come up with such a brilliant idea! Awesome!!"

Yan Shenjue: “…”

(End of this chapter)