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

He spoke sincerely, and Bai Xiran rarely saw such an attitude.

For a moment, she almost saw the familiar love and tenderness in the man's eyes.

But the next moment it disappeared immediately.

Bai Xiran spread his hands, his eyebrows and eyes twinkled like stars, looked at him with a half-smile, and then set his eyes on Xiaofentuanzi's face.

It took a while before he whispered, "In that case, I will leave her to you today."

She got up, rubbed her shoulders that were sore from breastfeeding, and the smile on her face was relaxed, "It's three hours before she eats next time, um...you can also eat milk powder, I can rest during this time, okay? "

Mo Junzhe remained silent.

In fact, the little powder dumpling in his arms had already fallen asleep.

This bit of Mo Weitian is always very worry-free, she basically sleeps when she is full, and rarely makes a fuss.

He glanced down at his watch, "It's almost time, there are some performances at the dinner party today, go and see?"

"it is good."

According to Yan Ting's request, he had to dress up for the dinner.

It was probably a small event held in the name of a resort, but several celebrities were invited to perform, so we had to take this opportunity to promote it.

There are several dresses in the closet.

Bai Xiranyuan thought, he didn't pick anything, there are six or seven pieces that are suitable for him.

Can only know after opening.

Almost all styles share a feature.

Some parts have very little fabric.

The two long dresses in front have neat lines, comfortable fabrics, and decent styles, but they have a big open back.

Another high slit.

Well, the kind that comes up to the waist.

There is also a low-cut tube top and a thin suspender...

"Go to the third floor." Mo Junzhe appeared behind her at some point, holding a sleeping little powder dumpling in his arms, his brows were already furrowed, and he closed the cabinet door in front of her.

The action is slightly domineering.

It seemed to have disturbed the little girl in his arms.

Mo Weitian opened his eyes and took a look, looking dazed, one of them was half-closed.

After a while it closed again.

No one is disturbing her, go on to sleep well.

He continued to urge, as if he was afraid that his little wife would suddenly become stubborn and insisted on wearing this one, "I'll go with you."

"And Xiao Bao."

The little guy is going to have a video class at this time.

It's almost over.

Mo Junzhe called out to him from a distance, and a small head poked out from the next room, looking at it strangely, "What are you doing, Dad?"

"Let's go to the third floor together."

The man became a little more careful, and his eyes were more or less joyful.

He just hid it well, and then called Mo Xiaobao, "Come here."

"Know it……"

The little guy had just finished class less than 5 minutes before he had time to pack his things, so he put down his books, changed his shoes and walked down.

The third floor is Yan Er's modeling room.

It was just a dressing room.

It was only after I arrived that I realized that as far as the eye could see, it was almost [-] square meters.

There are many small compartments in the middle.

Next to the mirror directly opposite, there are quite a few dressing tables.

On the side, there are a few men and women who look like makeup artists, with a respectful attitude, "Is Madam doing evening styling? This way please."

There is a special person in charge, and Bai Xiran is also happy and relaxed.

Probably this banquet is very important to the resort, and Yan Er made it full of form.

She followed the stylist to the clothing room.

In front of me are rows of dresses hung up.

Dazzling.

"Ma'am, the models on the left are this year's high-end products, and they are from these brands... the row on the right is the latest show models..."