After finishing painting the third small yellow flower, the child Fu Ziqi looked up and saw the two adults in front of him hugging each other and crying. He felt it was really strange.
Mom has taught boys not to cry casually.
After slowly putting the paintbrush back into the box, I saw that they hadn't finished crying yet.
Adults are so weird...
He put the toy next to his legs, jumped off the sofa, moved his short legs, walked to the two of them, stretched out his soft hands, pulled Adrian Fu's pants, raised his head and asked, "Uncle, I'm thirsty." , want to be with nienie.
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