Song Huaxuan smiled: "These children are too young, making the beds is a bit difficult."
"You can learn if you don't know."
——[Just kidding, they can't do it, so how can I? If others find out that I can't make the bed, won't I lose face?]
Xiaowu's short legs stumbled back and forth as he was jumping around, and he almost fell flat on his face.
There is also a distance limit for the transmission of Chu Mu's heart sounds. Xiao Wu looked at his four brothers who were jumping around under a persimmon tree - they definitely didn't hear Chu Mu's thoughts just now.
Forget it, I won’t tell them.
Xiaowu feels that he is really a kind little angel.
Everyone went to move their luggage and choose a room. Chu Mu sent the PD to take pictures of the children, while he strolled around the village.
"Sister-in-law," Xiao Bing chased after her, still holding a simple video camera in his hand, "The crew asked me to follow and film."
Chu Mu glanced at the camera: "You really don't miss a single minute."
The live broadcast room started to crow again:
"This look is so A, I am lost."
"Chu Mu is really something. You are walking around the village with your uncle. The children are making your bed."
"I just came out of Master Song's live broadcast room. He was teaching the Xiao family's dolls how to put on the quilt."
"I saw it too. To round it off, it's like Master Song covering Chu Mu with a blanket, hehe."
Lu Xifa was sitting in the yard, browsing his phone, with comments about couples flying past him.
"Fairy." For some reason, Lu Xifa whispered to Chu Mu who was passing by the low wall.
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