"If I don't help you poop, my days ahead are going to be miserable."
Little Baozi thought to himself when he saw his daddy lift his hand and pull out a wet wipe to start cleaning his bottom.
"You did very well just now," Si Mo praised his son while wiping his little bottom.
"Si Mo! Did you intentionally have Si Yi help me poop?" Mu Cangkong, who had just come out of the bathroom, heard his words and immediately became so upset that his breathing quickened.
Si Mo glanced at him indifferently, "Did you hear me teaching him?"
"… You knew that Xiaoyi can understand us, so you used a look to threaten Xiaoyi, didn't you?" Mu Cangkong instantly had a realization.
"Did I?" Si Mo calmly changed his son's diaper.
"It's because you were slow to react, Second Brother," Xia Yiwan said while covering her face, "I did tell you to move your hand away."
Every time Xiaoyi pooped, his little face would turn beet red.
