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At this moment, Tang Ruan deeply realized that the silly son raised by him had really grown up.

With such emotion and emotion, Tang Ruan successfully fooled his grown-up silly son with two strawberry ice creams.

Fu Xin looked at the sugar bowl licking the ice cream happily and thoughtlessly, and sighed deeply.

Who did this little IQ follow?

"What are you sighing for?"

Tang Ruan stuffed a piece of milk vanilla flavored ice cream into Fu Xin's hand and glared at him.

"Let me eat."

So Fu Xin also began to lick the ice cream happily and mindlessly.

The three of them strolled around the kindergarten for a while, hand in hand. The garden was very lively, and small stalls selling snacks could be seen everywhere.

It was almost time for lunch, and Tang Ruan originally wanted to take the sugar bowl to the small cafeteria for dinner. After all, it was a kindergarten cafeteria. It was clean and the nutritional ratio of the meals was also very balanced.

But as soon as he got to the playground and saw the small stalls selling grilled skewers and marshmallow rice rolls, Sugar Bowl couldn't walk at all.

"It smells so good?"

Sugar Bowl's little nose moved, revealing a little intoxicated expression, "I really want to eat..."

Fu Xin belongs to the kind of son who says what is what, let alone want to eat skewers, the sugar bowl just wants to eat stars in the sky, Fu Xin can also take a rocket to the sky to get him one.

But before launching the rocket, Mr. Fu still had to eagerly ask Mr. Ruan Ruan for instructions.

"No."

Master Ruan Ruan's attitude is very firm.

"The meat on the skewer is so hard, his teeth haven't grown yet, can he chew it?"

"You can gnaw and gnaw!" Tang Can'er grabbed Tang Ruan's hand and shook it, "If Daddy doesn't believe it, Can Can will bite you!"

Tang Ruan: "..." His son seems to have learned badly.

"No, no."

Master Ruan Ruan's attitude has relaxed slightly.

"Charcoal-grilled food is unhealthy, be careful to eat diarrhea!"

"Oh no," Fu Xin took Tang Ruan's other hand, touched the smooth back of it once and for all, and licked it openly, "When you were in junior high school, you loved eating skewers the most. Did you forget? Charcoal-grilled large scale fish, smeared with spicy sauce, you can eat seven or eight skewers at a time!"

Tang Ruan smiled and retracted the Jio that stepped on Fu Xin's pair of leather shoes worth [-] yuan.

Let you expose Lao Tzu's black background in front of the child, and you will not be trampled to death.

But in the end, Mr. Ruan Ruan still couldn't hold back his son's cuteness offensive, and was dragged towards the barbecue stand with half push and half push.

Fu Xin looked aggrieved at his bruised leather shoes.

For his son to eat skewers, this jio is worth it! QAQ

In the afternoon, there is only one game event, and there is also a tug-of-war, which requires ten parents to participate. Finally, there is the closing ceremony. Watch the dances and programs brought by the children, and the day is successfully concluded.

The name of the game project in the afternoon was "Wear a Necklace for Mom". When Tang Ruan saw this name, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Now, he felt his premonition was about to come true.

"Wear a necklace for mother, the gameplay: six families in each group, father and baby are at the starting point, mother is waiting at the end point, after the start, father and baby quickly run to the midpoint to wear the necklace, and then run to the end point to put on the necklace for mother , and then the family of three ran back to the starting point at the fastest speed, and the first to come wins."

Fu Xin took the program list and read it aloud, then looked down at a certain can of lollipops beside him.

"Son, do you understand?"

Sugar Bowl looked at the lollipop and didn't say a word, but waved his hand chicly, giving him a complete "okk" gesture.

"Okay, then please mom"

As soon as Fu Xin turned his head, he saw Tang Ruan staring at him with death.

"No, cough cough, then what, then invite Ruan Ruan to wait for us at the finish line?"

As if afraid that Tang Ruan would not like it, Fu Xin pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet, "Would you like... I can be a mother!"

Tang Ruan couldn't hold back his laughter because of Fu Xin's generous tone and fearless expression.

Hey, too.

Sometimes Tang Ruan would also wonder, is his attitude towards Fu Xin really a bit fierce?

Fu Xin can be said to be obedient to him now, not to mention possessiveness, it is absolutely off the charts, just now that little loli Xiaomeng just touched her chest, Fu Xin's jealous jar is almost overturned, it is simply Is it true? East Asian Vinegar King.

But from a certain psychological point of view, being too possessive and being jealous are all manifestations of a lack of inner security.

Should he really treat Fu Xin better?

"I'll go."

Tang Ruan cleared his throat, raised his hand and rubbed Fu Xin's arm inadvertently.

"You guys... Come on."

Ignoring the encouraging cheers from the two behind him, Tang Ruan walked towards the finish line with strides.

In fact, it’s okay to be a mother, he was the “mother” of Sugar Bowl, but?