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

The man was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his head to look at Xiaobao beside him who was no longer chubby, his handsome face instantly darkened.

"Mo Xiaobao, come here!"

The little guy looked back at him, then at the little girl he was holding, "No way, Dad, I want to hug my sister."

"Let other people hug! Come here!"

We cultivate the relationship between father and son.

Who taught you to make trouble every day while I'm not behind my back!

Mo Xiaobao seemed to know what his father was thinking, and said helplessly, "Dad, you can't do anything by yourself. If you take care of a child, if you can breastfeed or burp, if you can know why she is uncomfortable and why she cries..."

The word "innocent" was written in those black and white eyes.

And the disgust in his tone only missed the words "Dad, you can't do it".

After speaking, seeing Mo Junzhe's ashen complexion, he turned his head immediately and hugged the little powder ball in his arms to cover his face.

"Brother, take Tiantian out to play."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace and quickly disappeared into the living room.

Mo Junzhe could only keep a gloomy face, sulking to himself.

Bai Xiran didn't leave.

With a glass of water in her hand, she placed it quietly in front of the man, "What are you fussing about with the child?"

There was still a hint of warmth on the rim of the glass.

Hearing this, the man raised his head and met his young wife's clear eyes.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and took a sip of white water, as if he mentioned it casually, "Since that's the case, madam, don't bother with people who have amnesia, huh?"

Bai Xiran's movements of holding things paused slightly, as if hearing something strange, she stared at him inexplicably.

"Are you serious?"

Mo Junzhe held the glass, somewhat nervous.

"Mr. Mo, you are not too young, let me comfort you, have you learned how to push your feet?"

She gently put the things on the table and glanced at him angrily.

"Ma'am, the hot water is ready."

Bai Xiran is going to take a bath.

There was some milk on her body, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the man suddenly remembered the skills he learned online the day before yesterday, narrowed his black eyes, and immediately followed.

Push open the master bedroom door, through the living room to the bathroom.

Bai Xiran just took off her clothes, and she was shocked when the man took the key and went in directly.

"what are you doing?"

He came in too fast, so he could only temporarily cover it with a bath towel.

But no matter how fast the speed was, Mo Junzhe had already seen it clearly.

Under the dense mist, the little wife's face was slightly drunk, and there was an invisible charm.

"Is something wrong?"

Mo Junzhe's pupils shrank slightly, and soon he regained his sanity.

He only coughed lightly, and found a reason indiscriminately, "I want to wash too."

Bai Xiran, "???"

"There is more than one bathroom in the house. Do you have to come and snatch it from me now?"

Not really.

The man was somewhat at a loss.

At this moment, for the first time, Mr. Mo, who has always boasted of his extraordinary self-control, felt that he was behaving like a hooligan.

Just thinking about it, the person in front of him is his wife who is being married by the media, and some hooligans are not breaking the law.

He quietly raised his eyes to look at her, and walked over directly.

Bai Xiran didn't dodge, just stood there, looking at him inexplicably.

"What's the matter?"

It's been weird lately.

Bai Xiran began to wonder if he had other problems besides amnesia.

Mo Junzhe's black eyes darkened slightly, and he put his fingertips on his little wife's crimson cheek, and was overjoyed to see that she didn't dodge, so he finally dared to kiss her.