< br >< br >Night Throne pulled out a handful of paper towels and carefully wiped the saliva on his arm. < br >wipe it clean together with the chubby little face and cherry mouth, and then prepare to throw it into the dustbin not far away. < br >when everything was done, he sighed and could not help sighing in his heart that taking care of the children was so tired! < br >I don't know how the wind and snow have come through all these years. < br >one is tired enough to choke, and three. < br >"knock!" Suddenly, something fell off. < br >Night Zhen Ting looked back and saw that the toy gun in the dragon's arms fell out of bed, and the dragon turned over and almost fell out of bed. < br >Night Thunder immediately stretched out its leg to catch him, and the dragon hugged his leg like a koala clinging to the tree trunk and refused to let go. < br >this time, Night Thunder's left arm and right leg were clasped by two children, and then he stood there like an acrobatic, motionless. < br >Night Thunder tried to pull his leg back, but when he moved slightly, the dragon hugged him more tightly. < br >he tried to pull out his arm again, and Yueyue clung to him and refused to give up. < br >good, I can't get either of them back! < br >Night Thunder simply stands in this position. In the past, in the shopping malls, he could easily solve any problem, but today he doesn't believe it. He can't handle such a trifle. < br >one minute, five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes go by. < br >I still can't feel the night thrill, but an hour later, his legs began to go numb. < br >Ye Hui was ready to come in to rescue him, when he suddenly found that Chen Chen was watching the night thunder silently with his big clear eyes open. < br >that look is like looking at an earthly hero! < br >Night Thunder obviously did not notice that Chen Chen woke up and was still holding on until Longlong farted to him. < br >"Boo--" < br >Night Thunder closed his eyes, frowned and held his breath. < br >my heart is about to collapse. < br >God, what kind of creature is this? < br >forget about hugging arms and legs. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >drooling and farting! < br >"it stinks, it stinks!" Chen Chen fanned the wind with his hand and drank unbearably. "Erbao must have eaten roasted sweet potatoes yesterday." < br >"stink!" The little Sibao, who had slept by the dragon's pillow, woke up, flapping his wings and shouting. < br >Yueyue turned over and began to cry. At the same time, she loosened her small hand holding Night Thunder's arm and rubbed her eyes. < br >"what's wrong?" < br >Night Thunder's arms were liberated, but he didn't relax. He thought he didn't do something right, which made Yueyue uncomfortable. < br >"Don't mind her, get up angry." Chen Chen wakes Xiao Hong lying at the bedside. < br >Xiao Hong was frightened at the sight of the night thrill. She hurriedly ran to break the dragon's arm and asked nervously, "Night boss, are you all right?" < br >"nothing!" As soon as Ye Zhen Ting moved his step, he found that his leg was numb and the whole leg was as stiff as frozen. < br >but thinking that Chen Chen was still watching him, he braved his head and strode out like a man who was all right. < br >"Uncle Night." < br >when Night Zhenting came to the door, Chen Chen suddenly stopped him. < br >"Hmm?" Night Thunder looked back at him. < br >Thank you! Chen Chen whispered that although the words were simple, his eyes had changed from vigilance to friendliness. < br >"you're welcome." Night Thunder raised his lips slightly and said, "have a good rest!" < br >then he went out. As soon as the < br >door closed, he frowned, inhaled and gently patted his legs, which were as painful as an electric shock. < br >"Night King, are you all right?" Ye Hui quickly came over to support him. < br >"nothing." Night Thunder pretended to be arrogant, "what can I do for you?" < br >"it's not easy to raise a child, is it?" Ye Hui smiled and joked, "especially with three at the same time." < br >"what's not easy?" Night thunderous retort, "three little ones, easily done." < br >< br/ >< br >

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