Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Lu Jiang quickly took a diaper and returned to the bed, holding the diaper up until his son had eaten and drank enough before changing it.

Xibao ate very quickly. After eating and drinking, he was laid down on the bed.

"Ah!" Xibao kicked his legs twice, as if he didn't understand why Xiangxiang's soft mother didn't hug him anymore. He put his little fist in his mouth and blinked his big innocent eyes, "Ah!"

A brazier was always burning in the house, and only a crack in the window was opened for ventilation, so it was as warm as spring.

Xibao used to sleep in a one-piece cotton suit at night, but now it was inconvenient for him to wear it, so Feng Qingxue put him in cashmere clothes and pants that he knitted himself, and underneath he also wore a set of autumn clothes and autumn trousers, all of which were monk's crotchless trousers.

Changing diapers is not technical, so Lu Jiang volunteered and removed the diaper from between his son's legs.

He knelt down in front of his son. Unfortunately, he was completely in his sight. The little fat man immediately became unhappy and kicked his legs wildly, just like riding a bicycle. The cashmere clothes and autumn clothes and autumn trousers were clearly visible, and they were babbling and screaming in an extremely miserable manner.

Lu Jiang didn't react, and a jet of water suddenly rushed out from between his two fat legs, directly facing Lu Jiang's black face.

"Be careful!" shouted Feng Qingxue, who had just tied up her clothes. They had just changed into clean clothes!

Lu Jiang had quick eyesight and quick hands. He quickly put the diaper he had changed in front of him and tilted it slightly to catch all the urine. As a result, the soaked diaper became even more wet. There were no urine stains on the quilt or the clothes of the father and son. "Why?" Are my moves neat enough?" Lu Jiang was very proud, and then threw the diaper into the dirty clothes basket at the end of the bed, ready to wash it after dinner.

Feng Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief and felt very funny, "You!"

Lu Jiang turned around and saw that the scenery on her chest was no longer there, and the regret was very obvious in her dark eyes.

Feng Qingxue's face turned red and she hit him, "Hurry up and put the new diaper in him. The diaper must be cold after he's so old."

As he said that, he taught him step by step how to fold the diaper, fold it in half and then in half, fold it into several layers, and fold it into a long strip. One end was placed under the buttocks in Xibao's pants, and the other was tucked on the lower abdomen.

The diaper was indeed a little cold, and Xibao screamed unhappily.

Lu Jiang nudged her side, his eyes and hands were dishonest.

"Wife."

"Don't make trouble!" Feng Qingxue was extremely itchy. She didn't know whether it was because she was breastfeeding or because she had given birth to a child. In short, her body was very sensitive now. His fingers touched her, stimulating bursts of electricity.

Lu Jiang was hungry and thirsty, and was about to show off his talent, when he heard Xibao's cry and burst into tears.

Lu Jiang suddenly became impotent.

The little fat man's voice was as loud as a cannon, and no matter how strong his desire was, he was able to kill it.

"You brat!" You've repeatedly ruined your father's good deeds when we first met!

Lu Jiang wanted to catch him and spank him, but he didn't dare. So he could only watch his wife gently hold him in her arms, pat him gently for a while, wait until his crying stopped, and then give him a gentle blow. Wear a floral cotton jacket, floral cotton trousers with shoulder straps, fur hoof shoes, and finally a lifelike tiger head hat.

The little fat man is also as arrogant as the tiger head.