I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

An Xiang's sleeping technique is at least king-level. An Zimo said that he was not sleepy or sleepy, but he went to sleep with him.

He slept very deep, dreaming that he was swimming in a vast ocean, and his soul was free and easy that he had never had before. Suddenly a huge wave hits, and An Zimo feels damp and slimy and very uncomfortable.

He frowned and opened his eyes in a daze.

His sleepiness has not yet receded, and he still hasn't escaped from the dream. With the remaining reason, An Zimo stretched out his hand and touched the back of his ass. It's okay, so I wake up completely with this touch.

wet!

An Zi opened his eyes sharply, and a Ji Ling jumped up from the coffin.

The area where he lay was already soaked, and a large area of ​​water stains spread quickly on the sheets into a map. An Zimo's forehead beat fiercely, and he lowered his head to look at the crotch of the trousers. Good fellow, the whole trousers have suffered.

In an instant, An Zimo felt a deep sense of shame in his heart.

According to the mother of his previous life, he was very sensible just a few months after he was born.

Medically speaking, it is normal for ordinary children to occasionally wet the bed. Most children go crazy during the day. Because of physical fatigue, they will have bedwetting behavior after entering deep sleep. The problem is that he is not an ordinary child, he is a genius with an IQ of 150.

An Zimo's gaze sneaked toward An Xiang's sleeping face.

There is no doubt that when she wakes up, she will definitely take this opportunity to make fun of him, maybe she will tell Pei Yizhou and tell Pei Chen to make fun of him together.

The more An Zimo thought about it, the more embarrassed he was. He crept out of the coffin and quickly found a new pair of pants to put on, and then rolled the wet pants to the corner of the corner. After making sure that An Xiang would not find it, he cautiously brought it in. Half a cup of warm water.

An Zimo stepped on the steps and poured down on An Xiang's pants.

After finishing all this, An Zimo put the water cup back in place and carefully wiped off the fingerprints on it.

He took a deep breath and relaxed, then crawled back into the coffin without doing anything.

An Zimo had no desire to continue sleeping, and kept his eyes closed secretly listening to the movement next to him.

Anyone who could not sleep lying on such a wet place, Ann wanted to grunt, slowly opened her eyes, and dumbfounded at the wetness of her pants.

An Zimo reacted faster than her. He immediately pointed to the water stain on the mat and said, "You wet the bed."

Ann thought: "...?"

Ann thought: "...???"

"Me, me?" She was not awake yet, her eyes sleepy, and she was at a loss.

"Well, you urinated." In order to cover up his traces, An Zimo deliberately evened out the water stains on the Anxiang side, and the entire sheet was almost two-thirds wet.

Ann wanted to touch her pants, warm.

She touched the sheets again, which was also warm.

An Xiang was stunned: "Do you know how to wet the bed?"

An Zimo was born a fraud. He didn’t change his face and said lie without panic, “Bedwetting is not exclusive to children. Adults will wet the bed if they are too tired, and your legs and feet will be injured. Even if you want to go to the toilet, your brain’s subconscious mind is It won't make you move, so bedwetting is normal."

An Zimo spoke nonsense solemnly, and An wanted to scratch his head, his expression ignorant.

He said again: "It's okay, I won't laugh at you."

Ann wanted to blink, staring at her pants suddenly wondering how to react.

The hour hand was already pointing to eight o'clock, and they felt it lasted for three hours. Ann wanted to wake up gradually, first tore off the sheets, and then went to the room to change to a pair of clean pants. I waited until I finished changing my pants before I realized—

The clothes that my son is wearing don't seem to be the ones from the beginning.

That is…

An Xiang suddenly realized.

Realizing the truth, An Xiang pursed his lips and smirked, and walked to the living room with his dirty clothes in his arms. Taking advantage of An Zimo's effort to go to the bathroom, he grabbed the pants hidden in the corner into his hands.

The pants were wrinkled and wet.

Ann wanted to hide her clothes in the sheets, and turned around to wash them.

"What are you doing in my room?"

An Xiang's expression is natural: "Wash your pajamas."

An Zimo looked into her eyes and clearly heard the voice of the opposite person.

[My son wants face, I will wet the bed. ]

[However, my son is so smart that he would plant the blame. ]

An Zimo: "..."

If this were not what he said, he would definitely think that An Xiang was mocking him.

An Zimo was suddenly embarrassed, and behind his hands, he watched An Want to leave the room without saying a word. After thinking about it, he moved a little bit to follow her behind.

An Xiang's body has not fully recovered yet, but she did not complain when faced with housework. She was in a good mood, humming a small tune and putting her clothes in the washing machine, afraid that An Zimo would see those pants and hide them in the deepest place.

An Zimo stood at the door looking at her, his lips moved slightly, his expression a bit awkward, "That..."

"Huh?" An Xiang turned his head and looked at him with a smile, "Mo Mo can't tell the people outside, or they will laugh at me."

"I, I won't say." An Zimo severely grasped the red and hot ears and continued to stare at her silently.

"Okay, I'll hang it when it's finished washing." An Xiang picked up a towel and wiped her hands casually, and looked down at An Zimo, "Momo, are you hungry? It's a bit late now, mom can order a takeaway for you. "

An Zimo opened his mouth to answer, but was broken by the abrupt doorbell.

He glanced at Ann, then ran to open the door.

"grandfather!"

There were three brothers and sisters standing outside the door, Pei Chen didn't speak, but Pei Nuo was a dear.

"Nonuo, don't call him grandpa. An Xiang didn't marry grandpa. He is not our grandpa."

Pei Nuo didn't seem to hear it, and the corners of his eyes curled up, "Brother wants to invite us to a barbecue. Grandpa, do you want to come together?"

An Zimo frowned.

"It happened that Zimo didn't have a meal. Since Brother Pei Chen invited you to go, you can go."

An Zimo's brows furrowed tighter.

What grandpa, what brother, what kind of messy generations.

Pei Nuo noticed An Xiang's foot that hadn't removed the bandage, and asked with great concern: "Sister, are your feet and feet good?"

"..."

Yes, it's messier.

An Xiang smiled and rubbed Pei Nuo's little furry head, "Much better."

"Sister, do you want to go with us."

An wanted to shook her head: "No, no, my legs are inconvenient, so I won't cause you trouble." She moved her injured ankle unconsciously, and the slight tingling sensation immediately made her dare not make any trouble.

Pei Nuo's face was drooping, looking quite disappointed.

Pei Chen also realized that it was a bit pitiful to leave An Xiang alone at home. Just when he was about to say that he would order takeout to his home, Pei Nuo's loud voice came again: "Yes! I asked Grandpa to accompany my sister!"

"Hey??"

An Xiang and Pei Chen were both stunned.

"It's so decided, I'll let grandpa come to accompany my sister to eat, let's go out to eat!" The little girl shook her head and shook her head, only Xiao Jiujiu was in her heart.

Nono likes to think, even if he can't be a mother, it's good to be a grandmother.

She couldn't restrain her joy, covering her mouth with her hands, turning her back and giggling.

An Zimo's mouth twitched, and he refused coldly: "I'm not going."

"Go, go." Pei Nuo grabbed An Zimo's arm and stubbornly walked outside the door.

"I'm not going! I don't want to go! Let go!"

"Grandpa, don't be ignorant of good and bad!" Pei Nuo didn't let go, he just pulled people out of the door.

The little girl has inherited the excellent gene of pure blood, and her energy is not so great.

An Zimo is just a mere half-blood with not fully developed teeth, so what is her opponent.

The two of them kept tugging and walked to the elevator in a blink of an eye. Pei Chen was afraid that they would run down on their own, and hurriedly led Pei Yan to keep up with the two children.

An Zimo, who was sandwiched between the three siblings, was unwilling and his face smelled worse than a stone in a cesspit.

The little girl succeeded in the conspiracy and used her little cell phone to text Pei Yizhou. She was afraid of being smiled by her brother, so she deliberately used the typing function that she was not good at.

Halfway through the writing, Pei Nuo stopped and asked An Zimo for help, "Grandpa, how do you hold the grip?"

An Zimo squinted and saw the unsent content in the message column.

[Nuo Nuo: Grandpa, sister An Xiang is alone in Jiajia, your father Yao Haohao...]

What is this and what?

An Zimo's temple jumped violently, and it took a long time to recognize the contents above.

He opened his palms: "Give it to me."

Pei Nuo obediently handed the phone over and leaned in front of him to watch him type.

An Zimo's eyelashes were drooping, and his fingers moved quickly on the keyboard.

[Nuo Nuo: Grandpa, sister An Xiang is sleeping alone, don't disturb her. ]

Edit, send, all in one go.

"Alright." An Zimo threw the phone back again.

Pei Nuo, who could barely recognize a few words, tilted his head, chewed on his fingers, blinked, his small face was ignorant, and innocently asked, "Grandpa, what did you write?"

An Zimo put his hands in his pockets, and said indifferently: "Grandpa, sister An Xiang is at home alone, you must seize the opportunity."

This is exactly what Pei Nuo meant just now.

She suddenly realized it, but to be cautious, her little finger counted the words on the screen one by one, "1, 2, 3,..., the following is also 1, 2, 3..."

Well, it's all right!

Pei Nuo put his phone away safely, smiling silly and sweet: "Grandpa, you are so nice, you are so smart, you can know so many words~"

Pei Yan snorted coldly behind and reminded her specifically: "Fool, how could he help you, he must be lying to you."

Pei Nuo made a cute face at the twin brother, "You are just jealous that Grandpa is smarter than you."

"You..." Pei Yan blushed and his neck was thick, "If you don't believe it, look to Pei Chen! Although Pei Chen is down in grade, he still knows a few words!"

"Hey, hey, what is countdown to grade? Pei Yan, I warn you to speak up." Pei Chen looked at his sister and stretched out his hand, "Come on, let me see what An Zimo sends."

"I won't show it to you."

Pei Nuo protects the rabbit-shaped little schoolbag like a baby, and don't start arrogantly.

She knew that Pei Chen was uneasy and kind to An Xiang, and she was a "rival in love". She was a good granddaughter of her grandfather, and she stood firm on Pei Yizhou so that she would not disclose secrets to the enemy.

These words made Pei Chen not mention it, gritted his teeth and led Pei Yan to walk in front, and decided to ignore the little bunny who was turning outside with his elbow.

"Nuo Nuo won't go with you! Grandpa and I are holding hands!" Pei Nuo didn't care at all, his little soft hand hooked An Zimo's fingers, showing two sweet and lovely dimples on his face, "Thank you grandpa Send me a text message and go to kindergarten tomorrow. My blood cake is divided into half for you. My blood cake tomorrow will be panda blood, which is delicious."

An Zimo's eyelids twitched, too lazy to squeak.