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

"Which child didn't have a bald head in childhood?" Mo Junzhe gave him a word, and the little guy was speechless.

"Little Treasure doesn't want to talk to Dad anymore."

He must have picked it up, woo woo woo.

Xiaobao thought for a while, then crawled directly to the other side, huddled quietly beside the bed, holding Bai Xiran's hand.

He just sat here and waited slowly.

Wait until Ranran wakes up...

Someone muttered pitifully in his mouth, "Xiaobao doesn't want to shave his head, he must not shave his head..."

Perhaps the call was too eager.

Bai Xiran was really awake.

The first thing that comes to mind is bald head.

"Who wants to shave his head? Xiaobao..."

she asked.

The little guy immediately pursed his mouth, and couldn't hold back the grievance he had endured for a long time.

With such a "wow", she directly threw herself into Bai Xiran's arms.

"It's Dad..."

"what?"

"No, no, it's Xiaobao! The bad dad is going to make Xiaobao shave his head!"

The more the little guy talked, the more angry he became, and he felt sad from it.

He sobbed and buried himself in Bai Xiran's arms, complaining loudly.

Bai Xiran could only comfort him softly while patting his back gently.

"Why do you want to shave your head? Xiaobao has such a handsome hairstyle."

"Then...can I not shave it?" The little guy sniffled, looking at her with big hopeful eyes blinking.

Bai Xiran couldn't help but laugh at that look of anticipation and pity.

She could only resist the urge to laugh, and patted Xiao Bao on the head, "No shaving."

"But dad..."

Mo Junzhe had already got up, and his slender figure was standing by the bed. With his long arms stretched out, he opened the curtains, and casually said, "A childhood without a bald head is incomplete."

Bai Xiran, "?"

Little Treasure, "!!"

"You go shave, you go complete, Xiaobao will never be with Dad again... Dad is a villain!"

"Heh..." Against the light, Mr. Mo only parted his thin lips, and coldly gave him a word.

Xiaobao's whole body stiffened suddenly, and his protesting voice became smaller and smaller.

He could only hug Bai Xiran tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and would never let go.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.

The father and son were facing each other, staring at each other.

The little guy was afraid of falling behind in momentum, so he stood up with his hands on his hips.

She was a little helpless.

He could only touch his forehead slightly, "Let's make a compromise, the curly hair will not be permed, and let the hair grow normally in the future, okay?"

"Is it black?"

"Straight?"

Xiao Bao touched his head, as if imagining his own hairstyle.

Mo Junzhe was easy to talk to, and went straight into the bathroom with an "um", leaving only one sentence, "Short it."

how short?

Xiaobao was nervous.

He grabbed Bai Xiran's hand, his eyes were full of anxiety, "Ranran, how short should it be?"

"Hmm...it might be so long."

She gestured with her fingers.

Looking at the pitiful little gap between the two fingers, Xiaobao cried even louder...

……

Breakfast is served in the flower hall.

Feng Tianyou had someone come over early in the morning to inform everyone that they were going to have dinner together.

The people from the Feng family arrived early in the morning.

Even Feng Zhiliang and Miss Feng, who came over yesterday, sat obediently on the chairs.

"It's almost time, what about them?"

At 55:[-], the three of Mo Junzhe had not yet appeared.

The housekeeper quickly explained, "It seems that the young master of the Mo family had a quarrel with Mr. Mo, and Miss Bai coaxed him for a while."

"She won't stop the bickering early in the morning?"

"This...the quarrel was even more fierce in the past few days." The housekeeper explained softly.