Chapter 772: Rare warmth

The father and son didn't pay attention to anyone at once, the little guy hummed and climbed onto the bed, lying on the pillow, his back facing his dad.
Without blinking, Mo Boyuan quickly cleared the dishes on the table, and took the last pot out of the room to the kitchen.
But when he really started to wash the bowls, Mo Boyuan stood in front of the pool, his brows almost twisted into a rope.
The tap water was kept pouring, and soon the water in the pot was about to fill up.
Turn off the tap and turn around:
"How to wash?"
The two cameras that followed were suddenly asked, and they were all stunned. When they reacted, one person responded:
"Brother Mo, you have a lot of water, and you have to take out all the bowls and chopsticks in the pot first."
According to what the cameraman said, Mo Boyuan first took out all the bowls and chopsticks in the pot, and then poured out half a pot of water:
"Is it all right now?"
The camera nodded repeatedly:
"Okay, pump the detergent over there into the pot, don't press too much." Continue to instruct.
A pump?
So, is that enough?
"Cough, Brother Mo, one pump is enough, and then it will be easy to slip."
amount?
Mo Boyuan rubbed his head, as if at least half of a bottle of detergent was poured in when he was washing dishes in Yunyu Tixiang last time.
No wonder, all will fall.
Just say why I can't hold it firmly, as if I have long legs.
However, it is impossible for Mo Boyuan to take out such an embarrassing thing casually. His face was a little uncomfortable, but he followed the camera's instructions on his hand and pressed a pump in his palm.
Someone guided, I didn't throw a bowl this time, but it was not as easy as I imagined.
Several bowls and plates, it took nearly half an hour to finish it.
There was even a layer of sweat from the vest.
Mo Boyuan returned to the room and just stepped into the door, and saw that the little man on the bed was already asleep with all fours up and down, snoring hululu.
The steps under his feet were automatically lightened a lot, and he walked to the bed and sat down.
There was no movement, so he looked straight at the sleeping little man. After a while, the man smiled and stretched out his hand to gently scratch the little man's face.
The sleeping child was not so easy to wake up, but his hand held Mo Boyuan's fingers, and his short legs were on Mo Boyuan's thigh.
Mo Boyuan was startled by the little man's unconscious movements, and he still didn't move.
It should be worried about waking up the child.
Ha ha.
Chuckled lightly.
Suddenly, there was a feeling that time flies quickly. He was so small when he was born, he didn't dare to hug him.
But now, in a blink of an eye, the child is almost four years old, and it won’t be long before it’s time to go to primary school.
This little bastard, usually makes people feel very uncomfortable.
But after a deep sleep, he was very well-behaved.
I don't know how long it was before Mo Boyuan got up to fill a basin of water and brought it in. He didn't wake the child again. He carefully stripped off the child's clothes, and then wiped the child with a warm towel.
The camera in the room recorded everything completely.
Even the directors on the other side of the camera couldn't help but feel soft when seeing this scene.
I'm also worried about the lenses that the father and son were missing before, but now, I don't worry about it.
With this lens, there is nothing to worry about.
"Later, this section must be finished!"
"Yes, director."
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and it was almost twelve o'clock. At this time, most people were already asleep.