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

Holding the little powder dumpling, she could still smell the faint milk fragrance on her body, and probably knew the source of the fragrance, and suddenly felt a little reluctant, she put the tip of her nose on her cheek, and rubbed it lightly a few times.

Mo Weitian said "Enah", and raised her small hand to touch her cheek.

She is a little disgusted.

"Is it stubble?" The man guessed softly.

In fact, he couldn't tell what Xiaofentuanzi was thinking, how could he know how to take care of such a small person.

Let alone a girl...

Xiong Dong was at the side asking all kinds of questions. He didn't know why the little princess was crying, why she pursed her mouth, and even more didn't know when she would change her mood...

"Hehehe..." Mo Weitian suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's hair.

As if he found something interesting, he didn't even want the cat teasing stick, instead he threw himself on it with his whole body, and just hugged his hands tightly in Mo Junzhe's hair.

"Uh, little princess, you can't grab the president's hair like this, it will hurt."

Mo Weitian smiled "hee hee".

The whole body is already lying on top of the man's head.

His butt directly hit Mo Junzhe's face. Although his whole body was limp, his weight was not low.

And the man was injured in one hand, and the free hand still wanted to hold her steady, not daring to hurt her with too much force, so he froze for a while.

"Don't, don't, little princess, don't squeeze, you will make the president bald."

Xiong Dong was anxious at the side.

And when Mo Junzhe was finally able to pull Xiaotuanzi down, Xiong Dong didn't know what to do.

He only heard the displeased voice of the man, "What's the use of talking, come here and take her away."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Xiong Dong stepped forward to take away Xiaofentuanzi, who was still crying at first.

Instead, he realized that Xiong Dong's hair seemed to be easier to pluck, so he immediately changed his target and grabbed it again with both hands.

"Hey, that's not how hair is played... I just had my hair transplanted not long ago!"

"Cuckoo..."

The scene is not very lively.

Mo Junzhe finally regained his composure, and raised his hand to touch the scalp that had just been scratched off abruptly.

It's fine for now.

There is no middle-aged man who is not worried about a hair crisis. Although his current hair is fairly thick, it is the result of years of maintenance and cannot withstand such a toss.

The air was noisy, but because of Mo Weitian's presence, it suddenly became warmer.

Mo Junzhe didn't think about hugging her again.

He is very self-aware that he has no talent for raising children.

The best thing is that Xiong Dong has been coaxed, and when Xiaofentuanzi is no longer interested in hair, she speaks to Shi Shiran.

"Okay, I see you are tired too, let me hug you."

Xiong Dong let out a "heh", his face full of aggrieved!
If it wasn't for his immediate boss, he would have gone straight back now!

What do you mean I'm tired!

I know that the little princess is very difficult to deal with, but seeing how much my hair has fallen out, I now know that I can come out and enjoy the fruits of my labor!

snort.If there is a chance in the future, he must change jobs!

"Tiantian, come over to Dad." Mo Junzhe patted the place next to him, his tone extremely gentle.

He thinks that this is the attitude of being a father, at least the voice should be kept very low, and it should appear gentle and comfortable.

Playing with your daughter must be enjoyable, and there must be no scenes that look scary.

Sure enough, Mo Weitian obediently let him hug her, she didn't pluck her hair, she didn't play with the cat teaser, she just stared at her little finger...