Shui Anluo thought, looking carefully outside, seeing that Chu Jiyi did not come up, so he bowed his head and taught, "Daddy, Dad-" Daddy is not as easy as Dad, so Shui Anluo intends to start with simple When he started teaching, let him taste the feeling of not hearing his first dad.

Shui Anluo thought badly, and continued to lower his head and whisper.

"Ah, ah—" The little baby screamed a few times in a blink, and couldn't make a sound for Dad.

Shui Anluo gritted his teeth, looked up again, and made sure that the person didn't come up. Then he continued to say, "You're called Dad, and Mummy will feed you." Shui Anluo said, trying to lift his clothes.

The little baby was too familiar with this action, and his eyes were bright for a moment, and his big eyes were blingling at his mummy. Oh, how long has he not eaten his little rice bowl?

"I'll give it to you when you call dad, you baba." Shui Anluo insisted.

The little baby blinked, watching Mommy never lifted up, anxious in her big eyes, yelling, as if to say, hurry up, mommy, hurry up.

Shui Anluo's unwavering insistence seemed to be to return this revenge.

Chu Cuiyi pushed open the half-covered door and came in to see such a scene. Shui'anluo's clothes were half-lifted, holding his anxious son in his arms, and teaching him to call him dad.

Chu Cuiyi instantly understood what this woman was going to do, and couldn't help whispering in her heart: this stingy woman.

"What are you doing?" Chu Niyi asked suddenly.

Shui Anluo, who was doing bad things, was startled by him, and almost threw his son in his arms out.

Chu Cuiyi went over and reached out to pick up his son.

"粑-粑-" The little baby was called when he was picked up, and suddenly called out, his little mouth was slightly aside, and Mummy bullied him again.

Shui Anluo wailed directly on the bed. She taught for so long that he heard the first beep. Why did you think you heard a heartbreaking voice?

Chu Cuiyi listened to the baby's soft little voice, and the whole person suddenly stopped. This was more exciting than when he heard his son call his mother for the first time.

Chu Cuiyi looked up at Shui Anluo in an incredible way.

"He called my father." Chu is still excited.

Shui Anluo gritted his teeth and said, "You heard me wrong. He called 粑粑, 粑粑."

Humph--

It's alas, definitely not dad.

Furious at her, furious at her!

"Baby, you are crying." Chu Cuiyi looked down at his son with excitement, whether he was a cricket or a bang, in his ears, his son was called dad.

What was it like?

It's like, facing the sea and spring blossoming, no respectable title in the world can be replaced by his little, tender father.

In this world, some people call him President Chu, some people call him the second youngest, some people call him Prince, some people call him Chu team, some people call him boss-

But these titles, whether admired or respected, are no less than him.

Shui Anluo patted his pillow angrily, looked up at the fool-like man, didn't he just call his father? Is he so excited?

"Hey, President Chu, hold on, the folds all laughed." Shui Anluo snorted.

Chu Junyi's face changed slightly, pleated?

Does this woman regard him as an old man in his seventies and eighties?

Owe!

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