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

He is calm now.

It's just that there is a lot of disgust in the eyes looking at Wu Meimei.

Or maybe it's loathing yourself.

It was obvious that the misunderstanding could be avoided, but he was blind and let her provoke her.

"Jing Cheng, that's not the case. It's all my mother..."

"What Xiaobao said reminded me that you are also an adult, you have your own opinions, and you can rely on your aunt for everything? If this is the case, tell her when you go back, if she doesn't hand over the technology, Bo If it's a big deal, we'll fight to the death, and we won't let her handle it!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Jingcheng turned around and left.

He moved quickly, and ordered the security outside to send Wu Meimei away quickly, while he himself was eagerly looking for Yan Qianqian's location.

Xiao Bao was helping her back to the room to rest.

When no one was paying attention, a bright smile appeared on Yan Qianqian's face.

She rubbed the little guy's face vigorously, giggling and leaning over to make trouble, "I said, little treasure, little treasure, how do you understand so well? You are still a child, and you know better than adults."

Mo Xiaobao patted her hand away in disgust, and stepped back two steps to the side, "That's because you are too stupid! And since you are so stupid, why don't you learn more?"

"How do you learn this?"

"Watch TV!"

When the little guy mentioned something he was interested in, his eyes lit up immediately.

He jumped directly to Yan Qianqian's side, spread his fingers and counted to her, "For those like that woman just now, I want to watch some urban idol dramas. Some older ones, such as family ethics, human relations, etc. Wait, we have to start watching Korean dramas from ten years ago."

"Hmm... You don't even know the title of the show, do you? Xiaobao made a list for you."

"Okay..." Yan Qianqian was a little confused by his trouble, and asked awkwardly, "Xiaobao, why do you like watching these?"

Shouldn't such a young child like cartoons?
Bald or beaming?

Can't become Wang Wang team again?

But Mo Xiaobao "cut" the paper and pen he found, and his delicate eyebrows frowned, "Only three-year-olds would like such a naive one."

"Aren't you a child?"

"No, Xiaobao! Xiaobao is five years old!" Mo Xiaobao was confident.

His small face was wrinkled, a little unhappy.

But I still wrote a long series of titles in the notebook, "Have you heard of "Blue Life and Death Luan" and "If Love Has God's Will"?"

"I've heard of... the originator."

Yan Qianqian leaned over and took a look.

"Love is spelled wrong."

She reminded in a low voice, "The bottom is the 'heart'."

The little guy was immediately annoyed, and frowned fiercely, as if trying to hold back his temper, "You already know the title of the show, why don't you see it? Xiaobao is only five years old, and he can't write many words."

"Yes……"

"Although I can read characters, that's because they all have pinyin! There is also speech recognition to read aloud, but it is very difficult to learn to write, do you know that?"

Yan Qianqian was a little timid.

Although the little guy is fierce, but he looks a bit like Brother Mo, which is a bit scary.

Mo Xiaobao let out a harsh "hum", then turned around and continued on the top, "There are many more, Xiaobao will share the rest with you after you finish reading."

He put away his pen and wanted to leave, but he did not forget to continue to explain, "You should think more when watching a drama, and communicate with me more if you don't understand."

"Oh."

What can I not understand?
Xiaobao was afraid that she would not take it seriously, so he repeatedly emphasized, "You must talk to me!"

"Fine."