"OK, you can massage Mommy ~ ~"

Hearing mommy's promise, di Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun cheered happily immediately.

Immediately, the two steamed stuffed buns took mommy to lie on the sofa. The two steamed stuffed buns massaged Lin Qianyi's legs and arms with two fat hands.

"Hmm ~ ~ the babies are great. They massage so comfortably."

Lin Qianyi lay on his face towards the sofa, with the corners of his mouth hooked up, enjoying the massage service of his two steamed stuffed buns.

Hearing Mommy praising them, the mood of the two steamed stuffed buns immediately became better, and they worked harder to massage mommy at the same time.

Gradually, Lin Qianyi was massaged to sleep, and his eyelids began to fight.

After running for more than two hours and drinking beer, I feel comfortable being massaged by two steamed stuffed buns. I can't even feel sleepy.

"Well, hard work, babies. Mommy is so sleepy now. She wants to go back to her room and go to bed early."

Holding the last bit of consciousness, Lin Qianyi said to the two steamed stuffed buns.

Then, you have to get up from the sofa first.

However, he was immediately stopped by two small steamed stuffed buns.

"No, I don't want to. Mommy sleeps here. Xiaobaozi and his brother have to give mommy a massage."

Seeing that mommy was leaving, di Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun was in a hurry. The whole little man was lying on his mommy's back.

"Babies are good. Mommy is really sleepy. Will you give mommy a massage tomorrow?"

Feeling the weight on his back, Lin Qianyi didn't dare to get up for fear that the steamed stuffed bun would fall down.

"No, it's good. Mommy can sleep here when she's sleepy. Mommy can sleep here. Little steamed stuffed bun and brother can continue to massage Mommy."

Di Mo Xin lay on mommy's back and couldn't get down.

Lin Qianyi, "..."

In fact, you can continue to massage her in the room.

However, Lin Qianyi also knew the persistence of the two steamed stuffed buns, so he gave up the idea of going back to his room.

"Well, when the babies finish massaging Mommy, the babies remember to wake Mommy up."

As Lin Qianyi spoke, his eyes were slowly closed, and his voice became soft and weak. It was obviously very sleepy.

"OK ~ ~ Mommy, go to sleep."

Seeing that mommy was not leaving, di Mo Xin immediately fell down from Mommy's back and happily continued to massage Mommy.

At the same time, I didn't forget to secretly compare a Y gesture to my brother.

And Emperor Mo Shen's big steamed stuffed bun also returned a Y gesture.

Seeing that his brother responded to her, di Mo Xin's little steamed stuffed bun immediately smiled more happily.

Five minutes later.

"Brother, little steamed stuffed bun hands are tired..."

Di Mo Xin steamed stuffed bun, which has been massaging his mother, whispered to his brother and said with a small mouth.

Di Mo Shen's small face was expressionless, but his hands were actually a little tired.

After all, no matter how precocious he is, he is just a three-year-old.

Di Mo Shen stopped the massage and carefully gathered in front of his mommy to make sure whether his mommy was really asleep.

Seeing his brother stop, di Mo Xin's small steamed stuffed bun can't wait to take back two little fat hands.

Then, learning from his brother, he came up to Mommy and looked at mommy's sleeping face.

"Brother, is Mommy asleep?"

Emperor Mo's heart whispered to his brother.

"I don't know."

Di Moshen also whispered, "call mommy and keep your voice down."

"OK."

After listening to his brother's instructions, di Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun immediately nodded his head.