Chapter 775: Ningning wets the bed

The crew scene in the early morning is still very lifelike. Men are basically T-shirts, vests, big pants, and standard flip-flops.
As soon as Jiang Tingxu arrived to receive the water, he met several photographers who had already washed up.
"Oh, it's early Madam!"
After reacting, he stuttered somewhat uncontrollably.
When I came out to wash, I would definitely not wear masks and hats. Jiang Tingxu's face was completely exposed in front of everyone. Although everyone knew it yesterday, he really couldn't calm down when he saw this face.
Jiang Tingxu quickly stretched out a finger and made a'hush' gesture.
Fortunately, there are not many people around, and they are all far away.
"You are.... ready to start?"
"Yes, Madam Young."
Jiang Tingxu nodded:
"Okay, then you won't delay your work, see you later."
"Goodbye, young lady."
No one of the father and son in rooms one to five wakes up early, and one by one is Lao Xiang.
On Luhu Island, the folklore is simple, and the environment is many times better than in the city. Far away from the hustle and bustle, naturally everyone’s sleep quality has also improved.
It wasn't until each group's follow-up photo was in place and a jingle sounded outside the door that the people in the room woke up.
Mo Boyuan opened his eyes almost when he heard the first sound of the door, and his senses began to wake up.
Wait, why are the legs wet?
Sit up all of a sudden.
His eyes moved instantly to the sleeping little man with all four feet upside down, his brows furrowed deeply.
After a pause for a few seconds, he reached out and gently touched the little man's pants.
Ah!
really!
The expression on the man's face is unpredictable.
But in the end, it all became helpless.
It is normal for a child to wet the bed.
This is the nature of children!
Adults just want to control, but they don't have that ability.
After taking a few deep breaths, he shook the sleeping man next to him:
"Wake up."
The little guy was shaken several times, and finally opened his eyes slowly:
"Dad?" Nuonuo shouted.
Mo Boyuan has gotten out of bed, standing by the bed looking at the little brat who is completely unaware, and faintly said:
"Mo Zhining, you wet the bed!"
amount?
Urine...bedwetting?
Hearing this word, Xiao Ningning's whole body froze for an instant, and after a few seconds, she recovered, and her little hand quickly touched her pants.
When I feel a wet feeling:
"Woo...oooo...Dad...wow—"
As if he had been wronged so much, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth, and started crying.
This cry can be heard clearly throughout Room One.
The photo shooters waiting outside the yard didn't know the specific situation in the house, but they heard the child crying and sad.
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know, why don't you ask?"
"to make."
In the room, the little man sat on the bed and continued to cry, while Mo Boyuan's eyes were already half-squinted, obviously because he was impatient with his son crying.
Knocking...
At this moment, a knock on the door sounded:
"Brother Mo, are you okay?" someone asked in a low voice.
Mo Boyuan narrowed his eyes and walked forward to open the door:
"It's okay, you can wait outside first, and wait for me to finish this side."
"Okay, okay, then, Brother Mo, you should be busy first."
With a bang, the door closed again.
In the room, the crying little guy has gradually slowed down, watching Mo Boyuan approach, and finally stretched out his hands:
"Uuuuu, father hug."