When I was carrying several children back from the front door of Fang's house for dinner, two of the three sneezed. Only the little prince, who had been practicing flying with a small natural self-propelled stove, survived. After he entered the house, he seemed to be obediently sitting there and petting the cat without saying a word. In fact, he was unwilling to honestly explain what they had done, which caused the other two to catch cold.
Gu Guan was very good at finding excuses, and with a serious face that said "I am just", he could easily fool people, so Clayton Xie had no intention of listening to him.
Mengmeng's nose was red and she was feeling uncomfortable, so it was impossible to ask.
Only Nian'er was normal, but unexpectedly loyal. He knew very well that he couldn't play with the terrible adults who were good at clichés, so he simply asked questions and responded by petting the cat.
"Those who have never taken care of children will never know how hard it is for parents." Clayton Xie lamented to Fang Chaoci in an old-fashioned way.
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