After lunch, Fu Zhiyu took him to the thick carpet and lay down, but he left.

Would it be unhealthy to lie down when he was full? When I think of it, I am afraid of being scolded by Fu Zhiyu and lie down obediently.

Fu Zhiyu comes out of the room with a tablet computer, sits on the carpet, leans back against the sofa,

looks down at me, hands on his knees,

supports his upper body, so I can see what this means.

Again, he pointed to his knee, looked at me with his head tilted and his mouth raised. It was a very good mood.

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