Doctor Jiang Struggles To Survive Every Day

   Chapter 772

  The father and the son didn’t pay attention to anyone at once, the little guy crawled into the bed hummingly, lying on the pillow, his back facing his dad.

  Mo Boyuan didn't even blink his eyes, quickly cleared the dishes on the table, and took the last pot out of the room to the kitchen.

   But when he really started to wash the bowls, Mo Boyuan stood in front of the pool, his brows almost twisted into a rope.

  The tap water was rushing, and soon the water in the pot was about to fill up.

   Turn off the tap and turn around:

  "How do I wash it?"

The two cameras that    was filming were suddenly asked, and they were all stunned. When they reacted, one person responded:

   "Brother Mo, you have a lot of water, and you have to take out all the bowls and chopsticks in the pot first."

  Mo Boyuan, according to the cameraman, first took out the bowls and chopsticks in the pot, and then poured out half of the pot of water:

   "Is it all right now?"

  Camera nodded again and again:

   "Okay, pump the detergent over there into the pot, don't press too much." Continue to instruct.

  A pump?

  So, is that enough?

   "Cough, Brother Mo, one pump is enough, and it will be easy to slip when there are more."

Forehead?

  Mo Boyuan scratched his head, as if at least half of a bottle of detergent was poured in when he was washing dishes in Yunyu Tixiang last time.

  No wonder, all will fall.

   Just say why it can't hold it firmly, as if it has long legs.

  However, Mo Boyuan couldn't just take out such a horrible thing, his face was a little uncomfortable, but he followed the camera's instructions with his hand, pressing a pump in his palm.

  Someone instructed, I didn’t throw a bowl this time, but it was not as easy as I imagined.

  Several bowls and plates, it took nearly half an hour to finish it.

  Even, the vest was sweating.

  Mo Boyuan returned to the room, and as soon as he stepped into the door, he saw that the little man on the bed had fallen asleep on all fours, snoring hululu.

  The steps under my feet were automatically lightened a lot, and I walked to the bed and sat down.

  There was no movement, and he looked straight at the sleeping man. After a while, the man smiled and stretched out his hand to gently scratch the man’s face.

  It’s not easy for a sleeping child to wake up, but his hand held Mo Boyuan’s fingers, and his short legs were on Mo Boyuan’s thigh.

  Mo Boyuan was startled by the little man's unconscious movements, and he still didn't move.

   should be worried about waking up the child.

Ha ha.

   chuckled lightly.

   Suddenly there was a feeling of time passing quickly. When I was born, I was so small that I didn’t dare to hug it.

  But now, in a blink of an eye, the child is almost four years old, and it won’t be long before it’s time to go to elementary school.

  This little bastard, usually makes people feel very uncomfortable every minute.

  But after a deep sleep, she was very well-behaved.

  I don’t know how long it took before Mo Boyuan got up to fill a basin of water and brought it in. He didn’t wake the child again. He carefully stripped off the child’s clothes, and then wiped the child with a warm towel.

  The camera in the room recorded everything completely.

  Even the directors on the other side of the camera couldn’t help but feel soft when seeing this scene.

  I'm still worried about the lenses that the father and son lacked before, but now, I'm not worried anymore.

  With this lens, there is nothing to worry about.

   "Later, this section must be finished!"

   "Yes, director."

  The night is getting deeper and deeper, and it is almost twelve o'clock. At this time, most people have already fallen asleep.

  (End of this chapter)