372 The bamboo horse is so seductive (6)

When baby Su Na was taken away by Xiao's mother. When Mother Shen entered the room, she saw her ancestral little breasts frowning, her childish face slumped, looking very serious...

think about life?

But she got used to it and went into the room to put the toys back in the basket. I said a few words by the way and got no response.

Mother Shen stopped disturbing him and reminded him: "It's time to go back to the kindergarten tomorrow."

Shen Silin was left alone, with half of his "messy" face.

Her lips pursed and unclenched, and her white and tender hands touched her face. The milk mark has dried, and the confusion of childhood has been erased as ignorantly as it is now.

Ever since Suna stood up unintentionally for the first time, Xiao's mother was surprised to find that her daughter would often stand up and take two steps while crawling.

She remembered that the parenting guide said that children need to be taught to walk slowly.

Could it be that my own Xiao Yunna is a little genius?

Mother Xiao especially likes to tease the little girl with something she is interested in, and watch her look straight at it with her clear eyes, and then slowly walk over.

It's so cute that it makes your nose bleed!

Soon Suna will be able to walk.

The little white dumpling is wearing a pink skirt and has two small whips tied with rubber bands on his head.

One side is propped on the head, and the soft hair is still swaying when walking.

It can reach the heart of people's hearts.

Xiao's mother wants to go back to her hometown with Xiao's father for something, and Xiao Yunna's child will go to school for the first time tomorrow.

So he left her in the care of a good neighbor for a day.

At first, I considered giving it to a nanny, but the child was too young after all, and it would be better to have a partner to accompany him.

When Suna was picked up by Shen's mother, Shen Silin was quietly doing homework in the room.

Afraid of disturbing others, she stayed in the living room obediently and watched the Spongebob Squarepants that her aunt made for her on TV.

Although she has a small mind, somehow subconsciously she is not very interested in what these children are watching.

Mother Shen was in a good mood to prepare dinner, thinking about the extra children at home today.

Hearing some movement behind him, he turned around and saw Tuanzi in a pink skirt standing behind him, holding the door open with his little hands to look at her.

She is cute and cute, and she likes her more and more. He gently went over and touched her braided head, and asked patiently: "Does Nana need anything?"

"Little..." The girl's voice was extremely childish, as sweet as honey.

Children speak slowly, as if they can't keep up with what they want to express. The woman waited slowly for her to finish speaking.

"Brother... Geci water pot."

Mother Shen cut some fruit for her and placed it in the living room, but she didn't expect that she would still think about it.

I came here specifically to ask my little brother if he had eaten any fruit?

Really sensible.

Mother Shen's eyebrows were filled with joy. She turned back to pay attention to the vegetables she was frying in the pot, and said with a smile:

"Brother will eat it soon. If Nana is willing, he can bring it over now."

Suna frowned and slowly walked back to the living room to pick up the small bowl.

This is a bowl specially designed for children. It is made of very light material, so you don’t have to worry about breaking it if you can’t hold it.

The little girl took small steps and walked to her brother's room with ease.

The servant next to her looked at her carefully and took the initiative to help open the door.

"elder brother."

Shen Silin was sitting at the desk, his delicate and lovely side face illuminated by the light, and his milky skin looked soft and smooth.

He stopped writing when he heard her voice, was surprised for a moment, walked over, took the bowl and put it on the table.

Suna looked at his homework.

I still remember that when I came to my brother’s house, my mother would often say that he had good grades when he returned home, and he would be rewarded with little red flowers by the teacher every time.

Let her learn more from her brother in the future.