Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The baby's shocking cry made Qing'er startle. She shrunk back and back behind her, but it was too late, and both mothers saw where her hand was before.

Jing Tong pulsed with a laugh: "I just changed the diaper for him just before you came, thinking about letting him breathe a little, he didn't wear him a new one."

Ye Shengge's face sank. She looked at her daughter with a harsh tone: "Qing'er, what did you just do? Why did your brother cry?"

"Mom, I'm just a little curious..." She put out her tongue, "It turns out that boys and girls are really different."

Qinger played with her brother from an early age. She is no stranger to boys, but Ye Shengge pays attention to nurturing their gender awareness. Although Qinger lives in the same room with her brother, they always take a separate shower and use the bathroom, so she only Knowing that she and her brother are different in some places, but specifically what is different, she has been vague and unclear.

She didn't realize it until she just saw her brother! No wonder my brother stood when he booed!

Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing because of her daughter's crying, and Jing Tong couldn't help laughing. She got up and walked over to hug her son. While coaxing the little guy in her arms, she said to Qing'er: "Yes, so the younger brother is the younger brother , Not a younger sister. But the younger brother is still younger and may be more afraid of pain. Qinger should be more careful next time."

Qing'er Chick nodded like a peck, but she thought in her heart that her brother seemed to be a little coquettish. At this point, she should teach her younger brother, regardless of the boy's children or children, it's not fun to be too coquettish.

Ye Shengge stroked her eyebrows and felt deeply that her education for her daughter was not in place.

"Qing'er, come here." She said solemnly.

Qinger shrunk his neck and dared not resist, so he walked up to his mother and grinned: "Mom, I was wrong."

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Shengge's tone remained serious.

"Uh... I accidentally hurt my younger brother." She lowered her head to behave well.

"No, you shouldn't touch your younger brother by mistake." Ye Shengge educated her daughter, "not to touch my younger brother, this is not what a lady does."

"I know. I was just curious just now. I won't touch it next time. Mom, don't be angry." She pleasingly plunged into Ye Shengge's arms for a while.

Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing after a while: "Okay, my mother is not angry anymore. But you have to apologize to Aunt Jingtong and your brother."

"Hmm." Qinger promised, and then turned to the edge of the cradle, blinking his eyes, "Aunt Jingtong, I'm sorry."

At this time, the children of Jiang Yaojing just stopped crying. Jing Tong put his son back in the cradle, put him on the diaper, and looked at Qing'er with a smile: "It's okay, the aunt is not angry. Keep playing with your brother. ."

Qinger grabbed the cradle and met Jiang Yaojing's **** grape-like eyes. He said crisply, "Brother, I'm sorry."

The little guy looked at her curiously, his mouth wagging wildly.

"You're not angry, are you right?" Qinger annotated the voice of him, and took hold of his little fat hand waving, "Brother, grow up quickly, grow up, I will take you play."

...

The mother and daughter left the presidential palace after dinner. Qinger was a little reluctant and wanted to continue playing with her younger brother. Who knew that the younger brother fell asleep after drinking milk and did not bird her at all.