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

Bai Xiran beside him hurriedly pulled him outside.

He also glanced helplessly at Lin Feng and...

This man is really...

murder
But Mo Junzhe's leaving footsteps had stopped, and there was a hint of coldness on that gloomy face.

"Don't go."

what?
The man turned around, took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Mo Xiaobao, neither of us have time to go back today, we sleep on our own."

After saying these words, he hung up the phone without giving the little guy a chance to protest.

Bai Xiran could only stand there in a daze, unable to tell for a moment whether he came to pick him up, or he picked him up by himself?
over the phone...

The little guy has already drank the milk and is going to wash up.

Now the whole person is dumbfounded.

He raised his head and looked at the butler beside him, "Just now when Dad said he couldn't come back, Ranran also..."

"Young master, Madam probably won't come back either."

The old butler looked kindly, and coaxed carefully, "Let's be good and go to bed early, whichever story the young master wants, the housekeeper will tell you."

Mo Xiaobao puffed his cheeks and walked into the bathroom angrily.

"Father is really stupid. He obviously went to pick up Ranran, so why didn't he even come back by himself?"

"My lord is not very good at all, and he is not reliable in doing things..."

The little guy made up his mind.

In the future, if there is such a thing as receiving dyeing, you must do it yourself!

……

The lights in the Lin family's living room were on until late at night.

It was not until 12 o'clock that I finally stopped.

The reason is also very simple. When he is not sleeping, his little wife is always by his side.

After all... She needs to rest.

"You two can sleep in the guest room, the one upstairs. My old bones need to rest too..."

Several people dispersed in an instant.

It wasn't until after washing and lying on the bed that Bai Xiran looked at the man beside him who kept his eyes open, that he finally stretched out his little hand.

"Aren't you happy? You won some and came back."

Mo Junzhe turned slightly to his side and held her in his arms.

With the chin resting between the hair, one can faintly smell the faint fragrance, which is reassuring.

Then he said in a deep voice, "No, I can't sleep."

"Accept the bed?"

Bai Xiran looked at the dim bedside lamp, "It's pretty clean, and the quilt has just been changed, and it doesn't smell..."

She gently rested her head on the man's chest, and said in a soft voice, "How about telling you a story? The fable that Xiaobao wants to hear today?"

After a pause, she spoke softly, "Once upon a time there was a king who liked a beautiful girl very much, but this girl was cursed by a witch. She looked like a human during the day, but a nightingale at night..."

Mo Junzhe frowned, "Madam, I'm not a child."

"Well, the two fell in love anyway, and the girl finally agreed to the king's marriage proposal. But the witch warned her that the curse would not be lifted, and she would still turn into a nightingale at night. So how can I not be discovered by the king..."

She gently pushed Mo Junzhe, "Uncle Mo, what do you think, what should a girl do to avoid being found out?"

The man didn't respond.

"If Xiaobao would probably say that we don't want to see each other at night...how about you?"

It was extremely quiet all around, only the sound of steady breathing.

Bai Xiran had no choice but to look over slowly, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

She couldn't help smiling, and poked his hard chest with her fingers, "She said she couldn't sleep, and it was only 2 minutes later."

"Better coaxing than Xiaobao..."