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

The room was exceptionally quiet.

Little Treasure was fast asleep.

He has not had such a good sleep for several days, and today he feels very at ease.

Until the next morning, the little guy woke up almost on time at seven o'clock.

He opened his eyes and looked to the left, with a faint smile on his lips.

Look to the right again.

The mouth grinned instantly to the back of the neck.

Wow!
"Ranran and Dad are both here!"

He turned sideways and kissed Bai Xiran directly on the cheek.

"Ranran, wake up..."

When he was about to lean over and kiss him for the second time.

There was a force behind him.

Mo Junzhe stretched out his long arms and pulled him back directly.

With a little force, he pressed that soft body into his arms.

"Don't bother her."

Xiao Bao lay on the man's hard chest, only a messy head protruded from the quilt, his big black and white eyes blinked vigorously, and his voice was crisp and crisp, "Good morning, Dad."

"morning."

Mo Junzhe's voice was slightly hoarse, and he brushed away his messy curly hair with his fingertips, "Did you sleep well?"

"Okay!" Xiaobao simply lay on his shoulders, leaving only his chubby hands rambling on his face, "Xiaobao had a dream."

"Ok?"

"I dreamed about my sister."

"Uh-huh?"

"My sister asked me to urge you, saying that she will go to other parents soon. She also said that she likes Xiaobao very much and wants Xiaobao to be her brother."

Mo Junzhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and cupped his fleshy face with one hand, "Is it really a dream?"

"Of course."

"Xiaobao will tell Ranran later, so that he won't lie to Ranran."

The implication is that it's okay to lie to Dad, but you can't lie to Ranran.

Mo Junzhe's face suddenly darkened.

He lifted the little guy up with one hand and placed it directly on the carpet next to him, "Go out and play by yourself, don't make trouble."

"No."

Xiao Bao shook his head, his curly hair began to flutter in the wind...

Mo Junzhe finally couldn't see it anymore, and grabbed him directly, "Your hair should be cut."

"Huh? Not long."

He scratched and pulled a few times.

All of a sudden... more chaos.

The man's face was extremely gloomy, his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and he said directly, "I'll cut it after I go back, let's shave my head bald."

Xiaobao, "???"

The little face wrinkled almost instantly!

"why!"

He tried his best to protest, "Xiaobao doesn't want to shave his head! Uncle Boqing and godfather said that Xiaobao's curly hair looks good..."

When it comes to the origin of the curly hair, it was really taken over and ironed by the ruthless.

But Xiaobao liked it very much after it was ironed, and he never wanted to straighten it again.

Seeing that Mo Junzhe persisted.

He simply sat down on the carpet, let the pajamas be draped in a mess, and pouted all over his mouth.

"Get up." The man's face tightened slightly, his voice was very indifferent, "Ten seconds.

"Five, four..."

"Isn't it ten seconds!"

Little Treasure was aggrieved and protested, but he, who had learned to read words and expressions in elementary school, saw his father's face, and he didn't dare to delay any longer.

He only patted the corner of his pajamas, even though he was very dissatisfied, he still stood up pitifully.

very slow...

Complaining all the way in his mouth, "Dad, you are too much."

Shaving his head or something... It's just embarrassing Xiaobao.

When the little guy thought that he might have to go to the kindergarten with a bright light bulb on his back, tears of grievance immediately came down.