Chapter 1693: I'm back (eight)

Xiao Biao squatted on the beach, his small hand kept pulling on the sand, Xiaocaibao looked at her small sandy hand disgustingly, and she really didn't like to clean at all.
He hummed a little before he cared that he was despised.
There are many shells on the beach, but there are few natural purples, which is hard to find.
Shui Anluo squatted beside Xiao Biaoxiao and accompanied her to find him.
"Mummy." Xiao Caibao stretched his arms and held Mummy's arm, was it dirty?
Shui Anluo squatted with a small vegetable bag. "The sand here is very comfortable, and it is not dirty, you touch it."
Xiaocaibao was frightened, and hurriedly ran up to Daddy's side, reached out and hugged Daddy's legs, and Mummy was damaged by that little bit.
"No, your son is so angry with clean people," Feng Feng said.
Chu Muyi raised an eyebrow. "Who knows what's in the sand, what if there's something dirty?"
Shui'anluo: ...
Little bit: ...
This is the father and son, absolutely relative.
Xiao Cai Bao nodded, fully accepting Daddy's words.
Little Buddy turned with big eyes, holding the sand in his hand and thrown it at the side dish. The side dish was not noticed for a moment, and he lost his face.
All this happened too quickly, Chu Cuiyi quickly hugged Xiaocaibao and stepped back, still did not avoid his fate.
The sand is fine, and it doesn't hurt to hit the face, but the vegetable bag is absolutely unacceptable. His face has sand!
"Wow—wash your face, dad wash your face." Xiao Cai Bao cried out wow.
Little Bud was scared, why is this still crying? Xiao Biao still has sand in her hand, taking a step back, she didn't make him cry on purpose.
Shui Anluo whispered, and patted his hand in a hurry, his big hand was pressed on the little shoulder: "It's all right, all right, my aunt will help my brother wash his face, it's all right."
Xiao Biao watched Chu Cuiyi leave holding a crying small vegetable bag, his mouth slightly aside: "It's a boy."
Feng Feng chuckled. The three babies of the Chu family had the most problems. He had all the heinous problems of Chu Cuiyi.
Feng Feng squatted down and knew she was blame, "It's okay, uncle will look for shells with you."
"Huh." Xiao Buxiao said with a smile, and the unhappy mood was also shaken away.
Back in the room, Shui Anluo took a towel to wash the side dishes, "Son, isn't it some sand? Can't we know that?"
"Dirty." The side dish opened crisply.
"Chu Jiyi, don't you care?" Shui Anluo said with a deep voice, as if he couldn't scold his son, he could only scold him.
Chu Cunyi lays his gun. Is it wrong for him to hold the child?
"That's right, love is clean and good." Chu Muyi said naturally.
Shui Anluo: "..."
She was wrong. She shouldn't let a big clean fetish educate a little clean fetish.
The little baby stretched out his hand and asked Mummy to clean it for himself, and his face was washed, so he was satisfied.
But that little girl really didn't like to clean at all, he must educate her well.
Shui Anluo helped him wash well, and changed another small denim suspenders, which was still equipped with a small white shirt, this time Suan Anluo directly put a small hat on him.
Packing up for him again, Shui Anluo took him up and went out.
Chu Cuiyi was going to follow, but stopped because of the flash of the window. The subtle lights were almost invisible during the day, but he could see clearly.