you want to kill your son

Liancheng Yazhi touched the water temperature and began to take off his son's clothes.

The child's clothes were too small, and his body was as soft as dough. He had to be careful when wearing and taking them off so as not to strain the child's arms and legs.

Liancheng Yazhi rarely did this. The little guy was so excited when he saw that he was going to take off his clothes and kept nudging.

By the time Liancheng Yazhi had finished taking off his clothes, he was already sweating profusely.

However, Yingying was so happy that she began to twist her small, smooth body.

liancheng yazhi picked up his son. "you little brat. are you happy to see your father sweating so much?" he asked.

Qianqian smiled until her eyes narrowed,"ah! Qianqian!"