"Ouch, my stomach hurts." Xiaocong suddenly sat up, clutching his stomach, and anxiously asked, "Dad, is there a toilet here?"
Rong Shaoze smiled slightly, "Yes, there are toilets everywhere here."
Xiaocong's face flushed red instantly, his little pink face full of shyness.
His eyes were shyly flickering.
Did Dad mean for him to handle it right here?
How could that be? After all, he was a civilized person.
Xiaocong cuddled up to Lin Xinlan and asked coyly, "Mom, is there a toilet here?"
Lin Xinlan also smiled, "Baby, do you see any toilets around? It's okay, just find a more hidden spot, no one will see you."
Xiaocong's face turned even redder.
"Mom, how can we pollute the environment," he said, puffing his cheeks angrily.
Lin Xinlan laughed heartily. Her son was just too well-behaved, always playing by the rules, even too embarrassed to solve simple problems.
