"What's wrong?" the little snail asked nervously.

The little conch shook his head: "There are so many stones on the ground, and it hurts so much as you walk."

The little snail immediately picked a few grass leaves and spread them into a green carpet for her to leave. He held her hand: "I'll take you with you. You should go slowly, it doesn't matter, I'll wait for you."

"A Xiaose, you are so nice." She leaned over and ate it on his face as a little snail.

The little snail was so happy that he was about to fly up. He grabbed her hand: "Xiao Ai, when we find your brother, I will take you back to my kingdom and let you be the queen, okay?"

The little conch was led by him and walked slowly: "But, what is the queen?"

The little snail raised his head proudly: "My queen is the mistress of my kingdom. When you marry me and live in my kingdom, you are the queen of that kingdom."

"Oh," the little conch nodded.

The little snail led her and slowly walked from grass to grass: "Little Love, it's great to be a queen. I will make you happy. You can get whatever you want."

"Yes." Little Conch nodded and hesitated for a moment, "Can I want my brother now?"

The little snail grabbed his head: "Now, I'll take you to find it now."

Yanbao Baby Theater (Five)

The 2-year-old baby Yan fell asleep on the small table, with an open book in front of him - Darwin's.

(The author's eyes ==)

Yan Su sat under the desk lamp reading a book, raised his head from the book, and saw that Yan Baby's little head was tilted into the pages, put down the book and got up, went over and gently lifted the baby's small body, and took him into his arms.

In his sleep, Baby Yan stretched out her short little hand spontaneously, and habitually hugged Dad's neck, arched, and found a comfortable position in Dad's arms, and stopped moving.

Yan Su carefully carried him to the children's bedroom, put it on the bed, and gently broke the baby's hand off his neck, tucking the baby's quilt.

A small furry head on the small pillow was asleep. Yan's baby's eyelashes were long and curly, leaving a small shadow on his white and tender face. His hair was different from Yan Su. It was flax-colored, and it was a little curly. It was very cute, like the big bear Yan Xiaosu.

Yan Su lowered his head and kissed his son on the head, and walked out of the room.

I returned to the study and read the book for a while, and heard the sound of someone gently pushing the door open.

He raised his head from the book again, his eyes slid down the crack of the door, and then he saw the little baby poking his head out of the door, stepping on the small stool, tiptoeing, stretching his hands, and it took a lot of effort to unscrew the door.

The little guy was wearing a cartoon bear pajamas, rubbed his eyes hazyly, walked down from the stool, pouted his mouth, and looked at his father with a little aggrieved.

Yan Su put down the book, walked over and squatted in front of him, his eyes level with him, and rubbed his curly head: "What's wrong? I'm afraid?"

"No." The baby's face was pouting, his voice was soft and glutinous, and he felt a little aggrieved, "Daddy, have you not given me good night kiss yet?"

Actually, I gave it to you, but you are sleeping.

Yan Su hugged Yan Baby, but the little guy couldn't stand steadily and threw himself into his father's arms. He picked up his son with one hand, picked up the small stool, and coaxed him: "Then let's do it again?"

Yan Su carried the baby to the small bed and tucked the quilt. The little guy stared at him with dark eyes and happiness expectantly, so pure.

He lowered his head and kissed the baby's forehead deeply.

Just as he was about to get up, the baby hugged his neck and gave a big mua to his father's face: "Daddy, I'll give you a good night kiss, too."

He smiled and rubbed his head hard.

The baby giggled and said childishly: "Daddy, there is also, I learned a song today, I will sing it to you."

“iclihestairs.

isadmypajamasandputonmypray-rs.

iturnedoffthebedandcrawledintothelight.

andallbecauseyoukissedmegoodnight.

next,iwokeandscrambledmyshoes.

ishinedupanegg, thenitoastedthenews,

ibutterede.

andallbecauseyoukissedmegoodnight.”

“I climbed up the door and opened the stairs.

Put on prayer, finished speaking,

Then turn off the bed and drill on the light.

It's all because you kissed me a good night.

The next morning I woke up and stirred my shoes.

Polish the eggs and roast a few pieces of news,

I can't even tell the left and right.

It's all because you kissed me a good night."
Chapter completed!