Chapter 22: Who Changed Her Pants? (3)
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This little demon sleeps like a pig .
The next morning, Huo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes in a daze . Her body woke up, but her mind was still hazy . She closed her eyes, intending to sleep again .
At the moment of turning over, a piece of memory flashed through her mind .
Immediately, she flung her eyes open .
Climbing the bed, wetting the bed .
The scenes that happened last night seemed to play back in her mind . She was agitated and sleepless, touching the bedsheet in her memory but found no wet spot .
Dried?
To be sure, Huo Xiaoxiao moved her little ass from the head of the bed to the end . She felt every inch of the bed sheet carefully to make certain that there was no wet place and was finally relieved .
Escaped!
No one knew about her bedwetting last night!
Sure enough, cotton is the most absorbent!
Yes! I really am a clever little girl!
At that moment, the door suddenly opened .
Aunt Zhao, who took care of her from an early age, walked in from outside, saw Huo Xiaoxiao awake, and smiled . “How come you wake up so early today?”
She took Xiaoxiao in her arms and walked out . “You, you little demon . You ran into Master Huo’s room as soon as he returned home . Not seeing you in the room in the middle of the night, I was scared to death . ”
To apologize, Huo Xiaoxiao held Aunt Zhao’s face and planted a kiss .
Aunt Zhao gently tugged at her little face and gave her a pampered smile . “You are really clever . This aunt knew how you would please me . ”
Back in the room, Huo Xiaoxiao sat quietly, waiting for Aunt Zhao to wash her .
When she looked down, she saw the pair of pants she was wearing, and a big question mark formed in her mind .
Hold on!
She wet the bed last night, so this pair of pants should also be wet . Moreover, if she remembered correctly, she didn’t have this pair on last night, did she?
Huo Xiaoxiao clearly recalled that yesterday, she was not wearing this pair of pants . They were pink, and she hated that color the most!
She had to admit a fact: Someone had changed her pants last night .
Why change her pants?
Because someone found out that she had wet the bed .
But who?
Who discovered it?
Who else could find out? There was only one person with whom she shared the bed .
This fact was like a bolt from the blue .
Huo Xiaoxiao sat there with no facial expression . The whole person was stunned, and her shame went from the neck to the back of the ear .
“Xiaoxiao, what’s wrong? Is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so flushed?”
“Woo woo—” A great tragedy .
“What’s the matter? Tell me what’s wrong . ”
“Woo woo woo…” Someone knew about her bedwetting!
An eighteen—no, a nineteen-year-old woman was seen wetting her bed . Huo Xiaoxiao really wanted to kill herself because of this embarrassment .
Aunt Zhao couldn’t understand her, so holding Huo Xiaoxiao, she hurried downstairs . Seeing Huo Suicheng and Old Master Huo in the living room, she said anxiously, “Old Master, Xiaoxiao’s face is very hot . It seems that something is wrong . ”
Huo Suicheng got up, held his little girl, laid his hand on her forehead, and stood for a few seconds .
Huo Xiaoxiao’s hand holding Huo Suicheng’s clothes was sluggish . But she recognized this familiar feeling . How could it be like the cotton cloth that she picked up from the ground the other night and wiped the sheets?
No way?
She touched it again .
“…”
It really is the same!
Huo Xiaoxiao, who was originally in her arms, suddenly struggled violently . Huo Suicheng embraced her even tighter .
Ahhh, ahhh, don’t come here!
Put me down!
Right now! Hurry up!
Daddy, please let me go! I want to go to grandpa .
“What’s going on? Is there anything wrong?”
Huo Xiaoxiao’s two little hands kept grabbing at Old Master Huo . Because of her anxiousness, she opened her mouth and shouted, “Grandpa!”