"You are so far-fetched to lie, I can tell at a glance. Didn't you often teach your children not to lie? Why do you still lie to me~" The man stretched out his hand and stood directly on the door frame behind Song Xiaomo. The distance was too close.

What position should this be called? Should it be called "door frame dong"?

"I didn't read your comments too carefully. Just say whatever you want." Song Xiaomo was anxious and said such words.

The man in front of him looked at her meaningfully, and his gentle palm gently stroked her pretty cheek, "If I say it, will you accept it?"

"I..." Song Xiaomo was speechless for a moment.

No one finished Song Xiaomo and heard the child's shouts coming from inside—

"There is water! There is water!"

Xiaomo was shocked. This was Xu Huan's voice. What's wrong with Xu Huan?!

She quickly ran into the room and turned on the light, but unexpectedly found that it was not Xu Huan, but Xu Yang who was calling!

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Song Xiaomo quickly went over and checked carefully. She found that Xu Yang was not injured. She felt relieved.

"Woooo, mom, there is water behind me!" Xu Yang pointed to his back, but Xu Huan was still asleep in a daze.

Song Xiaomo looked carefully and found that it was indeed wet.

But this is not water, but Xu Huan wet the bed!

This little brat, it would be fine if he wet the bed, but he felt wet halfway through peeing, so he actually crawled on his brother's back and went to sleep. It would be fine if he slept on his brother's back, but his back was wet.

"Xu Huan, wake up. Mom takes you to change your clothes. It's not okay for you to sleep like this." Song Xiaomo quickly woke up Xu Huan and then took him to change his clothes.

He Tingxiao was really amused and crying when he stood behind him. He was five years old and could wet the bed? I remember that when he was five years old, he could already do a lot of things independently. Xu Huan, a little idiot, really can't grow up, compared to Xu Yang.

"Mom, I'm so thirsty." Xu Huan rubbed his eyes and said to Song Xiaomo vaguely.

He Tingxiao immediately smiled, "You little guy, don't you know that you wet the bed? You still clamored to drink water when wet the bed, but it's true."

Xu Yang also said, "Idiot Xiaohuan, I'm so old and wet the bed. Diodd~"

He Tingxiao was originally joking, and Xu Yang had no malice, but Xiao Xuhuan misunderstood what they meant and felt that he was ridiculed. He flattered his mouth for a moment and was about to cry out in grievance.

Song Xiaomo hurriedly coaxed Xu Huan, picked him up, and told him softly that he was fine. Then he turned around and complained to He Tingxiao and Xu Yang, "You two are really, why are you asking him for nothing? Get out of here, I will take Xu Huan to change clothes."

Song Xiaomo went out in a fury.

In the locker room, Xiao Xuhuan finally got the juice. He drank the juice and let Xiaomo help him tidy up his pants.

This little expression of enjoyment really made Xiaomo love and angry.

"Mom, can I have another glass?" The juice is really delicious. How can Xu Huan drink only one glass?

Song Xiaomo hurriedly scolded, "No!"

This brat, I still wet the bed, didn't know what he thought? If it weren't for his cute appearance just now, Song Xiaomo wouldn't have indulged him to drink juice.

Giving him a drink is the greatest tolerance for him. This kid is still a straw hat and is more greedy?

"Well, okay." Seeing that her mother became strict, Xiao Xuhuan knew what had happened to wet the bed before, so she didn't dare to ask for anything anymore.

But He Tingxiao saw all this. He didn't understand it, so he said to Song Xiaomo, "Doesn't there be juice at home? If the child wants to drink it, you can give it to him!"

When Xu Huan saw that his father supported him, he felt hope. He gently pulled Song Xiaomo's sleeve, pouted his little mouth slightly, and said to her in a slight voice, "Mom~ Dad said there is a lot of juice at home, why don't you get another bottle of Xiaohuan?"

This little guy borrowed He Tingxiao to support himself. What he wanted was not a cup, but a bottle.

Song Xiaomo was so angry that she was smoking. She stood up and said angrily to He Tingxiao with a dark face, "You guy! Hurry up and go back to the house to sleep, so as not to cause trouble here! If you do this again, you will be fully responsible for the child when wet the bed in the future."

He Tingxiao was stunned when his little wife scolded him. If the child wets the bed in the future, he will not be able to sleep well in the future.

In fact, these can be left to the servants, but Song Xiaomo was worried and must do it himself.

But the child is already five years old and is still wetting the bed. Isn’t it a bit abnormal?

Generally, children of this age should rarely wet the bed. However, Xu Huan wet the bed frequently, and it is very likely that he has some disease.

"...Xiao Mo, I think if we have time, we should take our son to see a doctor. It is very likely that it is abnormal for the child to wet the bed." He Tingxiao reminded.

Song Xiaomo glared at He Tingxiao, "If you don't always instigate him to drink drinks at night, I'll be grateful."

He Tingxiao suddenly felt embarrassed, and it was all his fault for him. But his starting point was of course good, because he did not fulfill his obligations as a father in the past five years, so he wanted to make up for his two children in the future.

He is not short of money, so he wants to satisfy his two children as much as possible materially. He will give them whatever they want as much as possible as possible as possible. Let them receive the best education from an early age, eat well and dress well, and satisfy them as much as possible materially, so that they can live a life that others envy.

Seeing that He Tingxiao stopped talking, Song Xiaomo suddenly felt a little regretful. Did she speak too quickly just now? In fact, He Tingxiao had good intentions, but sometimes she was quarreled by the children and became impatient, so she couldn't control her tone when speaking.

After settling down two children, Song Xiaomo has been looking for an opportunity to apologize to He Tingxiao.

After taking a hot shower, when he saw He Tingxiao sitting in the living room watching TV, Song Xiaomo took the initiative to go over and said nothing, "Tingxiao, aren't you sleeping yet?"

He Tingxiao was watching the TV program with all his attention at this moment, and only responded lightly, "Yes."

Song Xiaomo thought that Tingxiao, you were so awkward with him because of the fact that he was too anxious just now. So he quickly paid for a smile and sat next to him with a very terrible slap in his hand. He picked up the fruit knife and took the initiative to peel an apple and handed it to him, "...Well, you eat an apple."

Only then did He Tingxiao notice that Song Xiaomo actually took the initiative to peel an apple for herself!

He took the apple flatteredly, looked puzzled, and asked carefully, "Do you have something to ask me?"
Chapter completed!