It's Shameless to Raise a Steamed Bun

Before going to bed, I could hear the lingering name of Tezuka, and Atobe felt that he must compete with Tezuka if necessary.

He can no longer let Tezuka be ahead of him in everything, tennis is like this, moon watching is like this, and now even his son is like this.

Thinking of all these things, Uncle Atobe's face became a little stinky, "So, I have to wipe your shit and urine, huh?"

Jing Er looked at him and nodded as a matter of course, "This is a show of father's love for his lovely son, and it must be done."

Well, this little thing knows to set up obstacles for him. If he doesn't do it, this kid will sue him.

He snorted and said, "Son, I'm an emperor. Have you ever seen a king wash his own kid's ass?"

Atobe found that Jing'er's eyes suddenly changed, and the expression on Tezuka's face made him even more unbearable. Isn't this kid despising him?

Thinking of what Jing Er meant, Atobe vomited blood with anger.

Why does this arrogant, self-willed, uneducated, ignorant little devil with a face of others have to be his son? !

He suppressed his anger and said to him calmly, "Son, just watch."

He stretched out his hand to show Jing Er, "Such smooth and slender hands are for playing the piano, not for wiping your butt, do you understand?"

Uncle Atobe was really in a daze, and even thought of the reason for this incomprehension.

Jing'er's little face was even more stinky than his, so he pouted and didn't look at him, "Uncle Guoguang is also a hand who plays the piano."

Can this kid stop talking about Tezuka, that guy Tezuka can play the piano? !joke!

Atobe despised himself for a little bit, and even fought against the little devil, which damaged his image too much.

Just at this moment, Jing Er ran under the bed again, Ji Bu's sharp eyes quickly caught him, "Son, don't take your father seriously!"

His eyes were very fierce, Jinger was not frightened, he muttered: "I am so rude, you are a bit like my father, but Uncle Guoguang is more similar. Daddy plays and kisses with him every day under the quilt , was seen by Jinger several times."

Atobe was about to be so angry that one Buddha was born and the other two ascended to heaven. Nothing could be more shocking than this sentence.

Atobe decided not to argue with him anymore, God knows what earth-shattering words this bastard will say.

A man who can bend and stretch is just serving his son...

He can do it!

He called the butler on the inside line and asked him to bring hot water towels and a basin.

When the butler knew that Master Jingwu was going to wash the feet of Young Master Jinger, he was in disbelief, and tears filled his eyes with excitement.

He wiped away his tears and said, "Master Jingwu, do you want me to help?"

Atobu waved his hand, the housekeeper glanced at Master Jingwu who was pouring water into the basin, and at Jinger who was shaking his little feet with a smug face, he couldn't help laughing.

Master Jingwu and the young master will be a good father and son, he believes.

Atobu tried the water temperature, put Jing'er's little feet into the basin, and muttered: "Jing'er, don't say that Dad doesn't wash your feet, and don't say that Tezuka is better than me, you have to remember , Dad is still my relative. Is the water hot? If it is hot, tell me."

Jing'er kicked around in the basin with her little feet, almost getting Atobu's body wet, Atobu pressed down his little feet with one hand, and wiped his feet with a towel with the other hand.

Don't look at Jibu's usual high-mindedness and arrogance, he is really careful in doing things, even the trivial matter of washing Jing'er's feet is not sloppy at all.

Jing Er suddenly asked: "Have you ever washed Papa's feet?"

Atobe gave him a sideways look, "No."

Jing Er nodded half-understanding, "No wonder he doesn't like you."

this kid...

Atobu's face turned dark, "You asked him to come over and let me wash it!"

Jing Er shook her head, "Uncle Guoguang is here, so I don't need you."

"..."

Atobe really wanted to stuff Jing'er back into Guanyue's stomach and remake it, this little guy could really be more irritating.

Soaking Jing'er's little feet warmly, Atobe raised his eyebrows, "If there is any feces or pee, I will solve it together, and if there is no, just sleep with me."

Jing Er quickly crawled into the bed, the upper and lower eyelashes collided and then separated quickly, and said to the little ghost: "Poop is brewing, I will call you when I feel it."

Still brewing... Who taught him this? !

Tezuka!

Atobe was overwhelmed with new and old hatred, and directly dialed the phone, but the phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

Tezuka said hoarsely, "Hello?"

Atobe roared with a dark face: "Tezuka, what have you taught my son to be like, huh?"

Tezuka had just finished a hearty affair, he looked at Guanyue who had fallen asleep peacefully with his back turned to him, and was a little out of sorts, "What?"

Atobe felt that there was something wrong with Tezuka's voice, and he asked dangerously, "Tezuka, what good did you do? Ahh?"

Tezuka finally regained his senses, "You're just asking about this? I'll hang up if it's nothing."

Atobe hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't hang on to me! Don't try to continue doing things with Guanyue that are not suitable for children. The kid next to me is still watching eagerly."

Tezuka half propped up his body and leaned against the head of the bed, "Jing'er hasn't slept yet, it may be difficult for you to take him to sleep for the first time, it will be fine after a long time."

Tezuka!Don't act like you understand my son very well!Atobe complained in his heart, but he was still a little frustrated.

Atobu glanced at Jinger, and walked forward to a place where Jinger could not hear, "You don't have to worry about it, Jinger is not noisy at all, we get along very well."

Tezuka smiled on the other end of the phone, "That's good."

"What about watching the moon?"

"he has slept."

"at your side?"

"Ah."

Atobe was a little chatty, my God, what the hell was he calling Tezuka for?

The other Tezuka continued: "Atobe, come to the tea house in [-]-chome tomorrow, that's it, hang up."

Tezuka this guy...

Atobu turned around and saw Jing'er looking at him, he walked over and patted his head, "Going to bed, I'll take you to see your daddy tomorrow."

There is nothing better than watching the moon. Jing'er fell asleep and breathed evenly after a while.

The next day, Guanyue didn't get up until the sun was up. What was waiting for him was still the breakfast prepared by Tezuka. He satisfactorily ate blueberry-flavored cake, vegetable salad, and drank black tea. Since Tezuka was the chef, his chef Art is on a higher level.

Tezuka heard the sound of him getting up and went to make milk. Seeing that he drank black tea again, he frowned, "I told you earlier, don't drink these granules, drink up the milk."

Guan Yue hugged her stomach bitterly and said, "My stomach hurts."

Tezuka said firmly: "Drink."

There was no way, Guanyue picked up the milk slowly and drank it reluctantly.He didn't dare not listen to Tezuka's words, and he didn't know where such a serious guy like Tezuka learned the unscrupulous methods. The terrible thing was that he could do unscrupulous things very seriously.

He can only regret that he didn't know what was wrong in his brain a few days ago. He only watched a girl drama once, and the heroine was sick but refused to take medicine. , was seen by Tezuka.

He remembered that Tezuka's glasses back then were reflective.

He didn't take it seriously at first, until one day...

The matter was still the tragedy caused by his reluctance to drink milk. Tezuka poured milk into his mouth out of his expectation, and the glass of milk bottomed out. on the milk.

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