Chapter 361 Married Life with Little Stutterer (20)

Fang Xiaobao's body shuddered.

Bai Yao felt the gazes on her, and she raised her head to look at the father and son.

Fang Xiaobao lowered his head, not needing his father to hold the bottle to feed him. He held the bottle with his own short hands, sucked on the nipple, and drank the milk very quickly.

It seemed as if someone would snatch it from him at any time.

Bai Yao said with relief: "Xiaobao is so good, now he doesn't need anyone to coax him when he drinks milk."

To Fang Xiaobao, these words sounded like: Okay, I won't beat you today.

Fang Chi held Xiaobao and sat next to Bai Yao, stroking Xiaobao's head. He also looked proud and said slowly: "Xiaobao is not a bad boy... he is a good child."

Fang Xiaobao raised his tearful eyes.

Dad is such a good man, he even speaks well of him!

Bai Yao saw that Fang Chi's collar was open, revealing a large area of ​​stains left this morning. She glanced at Fang Xiaobao's innocent look, reached out and quickly straightened Fang Chi's collar.

If Fang Chi hadn't been too crazy this morning and hadn't made all of Fang Xiaobao's food, Fang Xiaobao wouldn't have had to drink milk made from powdered milk this morning.

When Fang Chi went to wash the dishes, Bai Yao carried Fang Xiaobao to the yard to bask in the sun. Fang Xiaobao was full and full of energy, and he was dancing with joy. Bai Yao held him with both hands and let him learn to walk slowly on the ground.

Bai Yao was raising a baby for the first time, and she was still a novice. Although there were many things she didn't know, she could also feel that Fang Xiaobao seemed to have a strong athletic talent.

He used to be able to crawl around on the ground by himself, but now with her support, he can walk on his short legs and look pretty good.

Unknowingly, they passed through the courtyard and came to the back of the private room, where there was a small house. Without the sunlight, it was a bit cold and gloomy.

Bai Yao had of course been here before, but she seldom came here. When she bent down to pick up Xiaobao, her sight happened to fall on the threshold.

There were many scratches here, and no one knew how they were made.

Looking up at the room with a closed door, it happened to be located under a huge locust tree, so there was no sunlight all year round, and it was like hundreds of years of accumulated gloom.

Bai Yao took a step forward, stretched out her hand and tried to push the door open, but it didn't move.

Seeing that his mother seemed to want to enter the room, Fang Xiaobao also reached out his hand to help. The moment his chubby little hand touched the door, the door creaked open, revealing a dark gap.

Bai Yao's eyes were filled with shock, "Xiaobao, are you that strong?"

Xiaobao raised his face, with a little pride in his look.

Bai Yao pushed the door open, and light fell into the darkness, illuminating a corner of the dark and narrow house. She walked in carefully holding the child.

The house is not big and can be seen at a glance.

There is a dark and narrow bed, no table or chair, and the only window is a square hole in the left wall where it touches the ground.

If the door is closed, the only light source in this small black room will be this small hole.

And on the ground, there are many scratches.

Bai Yao looked along the place with the most scratches, and finally his eyes fell on the head of the bed, where there was a broken iron chain.

Fang Xiaobao was probably also affected by the depressing atmosphere here. He hugged his mother's neck and whispered "Yiyaya", as if asking if this house was for pets?

It's not a pet, right?

The hole in the wall might allow a dog to go in and out.

However, the next second, Bai Yao saw a broken bowl next to the hole. Because of its age, the dark mass in the bowl could no longer be seen what kind of food it originally contained, but it was definitely not appetizing.

Fang Xiaobao realized that his mother's expression was not right. He lay on his mother's shoulder quietly, his black eyes turned away without saying a word.

In the kitchen,

Fang Chi washed the dishes and his hands cleanly. He left the kitchen and ran to the courtyard. He didn't see his wife and children. He blinked and ran into the bedroom again, but still didn't see anyone.

Fang Chi happened to see himself in the mirror. His hair was a little messy. He knew that Bai Yao liked to see him with his long hair tied up the most, so he sat in front of the dressing table and clumsily untied the ponytail that he had tied up when he got up, and tried to tie his long black hair up again with stiff movements.

But Bai Yao had always been the one to tie his hair for him. He was still a novice in this area. He tried many times but couldn't tie his hair as beautifully as before. He looked at himself in the mirror, and his long hair that was scattered all over covered half of his face.

Fang Chi pursed his lips slightly, looking aggrieved and depressed.

A pair of hands lifted his long hair from behind, and his vision suddenly opened up. Through the mirror, he saw the girl standing behind him.

Bai Yao picked up the comb and gently combed his black hair, smiling exaggeratedly, "Ah, whose husband is so handsome?"

He smiled with his lips pursed, and his pale ears were filled with a healthy red color. He looked at the person in the mirror half shyly, "Yaoyao's...husband."

Bai Yao couldn't stand it, and threw her on his back. When he turned his face to look at her, she kissed him.

Fang Chi couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, and entangled his tongue with hers.

Fang Xiaobao's voice came from behind.

Bai Yao quickly retreated, and Fang Chi's eyes were resentful, obviously he was not satisfied.

Bai Yao cleared her throat and looked back at Fang Xiaobao who was sitting on the bed.

Fang Xiaobao looked confused. He only saw the backs of his mother and father hugging each other. He didn't understand what they were doing behind his back.

Bai Yao said: "Xiaobao, play by yourself. I will comb your father's hair."

Fang Xiaobao grabbed the pacifier and put it in his mouth. He was playing happily with a plush doll of Strawberry Superman on the bed.

Bai Yao saw Fang Chi's pitiful look. She quickly kissed the corner of his lips and whispered: "You are my big baby. Today I love you more than yesterday."

Fang Chi's dark eyes seemed to be streaked with meteors across the night sky. The broken stars were shining, and in his eyes, more dazzling than the night stars was his wife, the mother of his children, and his only love.

Bai Yao gently combed his already smooth hair. She picked up a black hairband with one hand and wrapped it around his hair again and again. She moved gently with a smile on her face. The sound of the wind outside the window seemed to quiet down.

His wife was combing his hair.

Their child was rolling around on the bed with the baby in his arms.

Fang Chi couldn't describe this feeling. The scalding heat in his chest hit his body again and again. The overly strong and uncontrollable emotions seemed to be able to tear his body apart at any time, and then rush out all at once. He wanted to wrap the woman behind him and tell her how much he loved her.

Bai Yao rested her chin on his shoulder, held up his face, and looked at each other in the mirror with him. Her eyebrows curved and she smiled, "My Fang Dabao, you are so handsome."

Fang Chi's long eyelashes drooped with his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. He shyly stared at his hands that were grabbing the corners of his clothes and pulling them.

Bai Yao secretly stuffed something into his hand.

It was a piece of De Furong strawberry-flavored chocolate!

Fang Chi raised his face excitedly, and her was all in his eyes.

Bai Yao pressed his mouth and said softly, "This is the only piece I have left."

Fang Chi hurriedly held his hands, he couldn't hide his excitement, and his suppressed voice was a little trembling, "Don't tell...Xiaobao?"

Bai Yao: "Don't tell Xiaobao."

Her preference has always been monopolized by him.

Fang Chi's eyes were full of waves. He held the chocolate in his hands and pressed it against his heart. His curled-up body seemed to be drowned in her preference at any time and melted. "Yaoyaoyaoyao... Yaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyao--"

Bai Yao quickly covered his mouth. She stretched out her fingertips to her lips. "Huh--"

Fang Chi blinked his bright eyes and nodded obediently. He grabbed Bai Yao's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I won't tell...Xiaobao."

Huh?

Fang Xiaobao, who was holding the plush doll, raised his head.

He stared at his parents who were whispering together not far away, sucked on the pacifier twice, and thought to himself that he had been playing with his father's favorite Strawberry Superman doll for so long, and his father didn't even notice.

Yes, his father is really stupid.