The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Although Xiaobao is young, he has lived a more thorough life than many people. In this world, it is useless to fight and kill. If you have the ability, you can live longer... Xiaomo, in this regard, you are not as good as Xiaobao."

Old Man Mo smiled, "That's right, my little grandson has always been excellent."

He never forgets to boast about himself.

Mo Junzhe next to him never said a word.

He seems to have no sense of participation here.

On the contrary, it was Feng Yinyin who took the initiative to bring food to Xiaobao, deliberately showing favor, "Should Xiaobao know Auntie?"

"Yeah! I know you."

"Then...Auntie may have done something bad before, can I apologize to you now?" Feng Yinyin's face was full of sincerity, and her swollen face was full of guilt.

Xiaobao blinked innocently and looked at Mo Junzhe.

The latter directly took out the piece of meat, "Eat yours."

"Oh, Xiaobao is eating. But what bad thing did Auntie Biao do? If it's not serious, Xiaobao can forgive you."

His face was full of innocence and ignorance of worldly affairs, he only stared at Feng Yinyin with wide eyes.

The latter's face was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Mo Junzhe throw the piece of meat to the side, his red and swollen complexion became even more ugly, "You don't need to do this, cousin, the old ancestor and Uncle Mo are here, I won't be here to attack Xiaobao..."

"Xiao Bao, what is the first lesson I teach you?"

The man's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

It's just that he finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, and for a rare time looked serious.

After a while, Mo Junzhe turned his face slightly, looked at the little guy beside him, and waited for his response.

"The first lesson is to be defensive." Xiaobao answered crisply.

"The second lesson is to trust someone who is trustworthy." The little guy recited it fluently, with a soft voice, "There is also the third and fourth lessons...Don't worry, Dad, Xiaobao remembers what the master taught very firmly!"

He patted his small chest, looking like he was asking for praise.

Mo Junzhe nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

"Okay, eat."

The two talked to themselves, and had no intention of talking to Feng Yinyin at all.

She really couldn't hold back her face, so she could only secretly look at the host.

Feng Tianyou's face was always calm, so he was wearing a faint smile at this time, so he seemed to mention it casually, "I have a dinner party in two days, and I invite many people to come. You father and son will also attend when the time comes."

"Ah?" The little guy swallowed the meat in his mouth, looking anxious, "But Xiaobao wants to go home."

He thought for a while, then frowned tightly, "Although Dad comes to accompany Xiaobao, Xiaobao will still miss Ranran."

Opening and closing are all "Zanran".

Although Feng Tianyou didn't say anything, he was already dissatisfied with the name.

At this moment, it was finally time to attack, and he put his chopsticks on the table, his wrinkled face sank, and he just stared at him like this, "A manly man, and the future heir of the Mohist family, how can he remember one thing every day?" woman."

"Ranran is not another woman!" Xiaobao was confident, as if he was stimulated by Feng Tianyou's words.

She frowned heavily, "That's Xiaobao's favorite girl! And she's Xiaobao's mom, can't you love her?"

After explaining this reasoning, Feng Tianyou was at a loss for words for a moment.

He only gently placed the bowl on the table, letting his voice be clear and clear, but his voice was extremely cold, "I will teach you the rules in these few days!"