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

At the same time, in the ink house.

The little guy has been punished to mow the lawn in the yard and has been busy until late at night.

The machine for mowing the lawn is very heavy, and with his current height, it is somewhat difficult to use it.

Not far away stood the old housekeeper.

Seeing that his hands were about to swell, my heart ached.

"Young master, it's coming soon, there is still a little distance left on this lawn, and it will be finished later."

Mo Xiaobao lowered his head and said nothing.

Even though my wrist was so sore, I had no intention of letting go.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't dare.

The housekeeper looked around, and walked towards Mo Xiaobao lightly, "Young master, come...give it to me quickly, I'll get the ones in the back, you go to rest."

The little guy hasn't answered yet.

A cold voice came from the balcony on the second floor.

"Don't help him."

The woman's voice was crisp and clear, with a hint of coolness in it.

And in this voice, it is even more obvious that there is no room for negotiation.

The butler stretched out his hand and immediately took it back.

"Good lady."

"Xiaobao, be obedient." Bai Xiran warned, then walked back from the balcony.

After a while, I turned around from the balcony.

But he didn't know where he went.

Mo Xiaobao lowered his head and said nothing, only his fleshy face showed no expression.

The shadows at night covered the subtle emotions on his face, and the shadow stretched by the street lamps on the grass was nothing but loneliness.

"Young master, please don't be angry. Madam, there is nothing you can do. It's okay for you to play pranks on weekdays, but now Mr. Gu and Mr. Cen are involved. They... two men, you can't mess around .”

Seeing that he didn't speak, the housekeeper let out a long sigh.

"We still have to distinguish the importance of everything, some people and some things can't be touched."

But Mo Xiaobao probably won't listen to it now.

The child lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The housekeeper wanted to chatter a few more words.

When he walked over, he found a figure behind him.

When he saw someone coming, he said softly, "Madam, the young master has been very good since he came back today."

"Well, I see, you go down."

"Yes."

Bai Xiran walked straight up to Mo Xiaobao.

blocked his way.

And the little guy didn't speak, just raised his head and looked at her quietly.

"what."

Bai Xiran stretched out his hand towards him.

Mo Xiaobao was full of doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart, but his little face wrinkled directly.

Just move to the side, trying to bypass her.

"You blocked me, it will delay time."

"Give me your hand." Bai Xiran didn't explain too much to him, but forcibly reached out and clasped the little guy's wrist.

He pulled it into his arms and looked carefully.

The palms are a little red and swollen.

She tried to pinch it, only to hear the little guy hum softly.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Of course it hurts.

But Mo Xiaobao didn't have any superfluous expressions on his little face, he just stood there quietly, his eyes were particularly appreciative, "It's a little sour."

Bai Xiran shook his head, probably knowing that his wrist must be injured.

He stretched out his hand directly, "Give it to me."

"what?"

Mo Xiaobao stood in front of her, staring at her blankly.

But Bai Xiran still stretched out his hand.

He was a little annoyed, "Ranran, what are you doing. Get out of the way."

"Give the tools to Mom." It was a rare time for Bai Xiran to refer to himself as "Mom" in front of him.

She has always only wanted to be friends with Mo Xiaobao.

If possible, I even hope that the two can have an equal relationship.

And when she said mother, she hoped that he would be obedient.

Mo Xiaobao still held the tool in his hand, his face was full of persistence, and he asked her why with his eyes.

"You asked me to finish it, and there is another piece."

"Yes. I told you to finish it, because it was punishment for your indiscriminate prank."

"Then you still help me." The little guy pursed his lips, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

He hasn't felt that he has done much wrong until now, it's just that he is very uncomfortable because of the heavy punishment this time.

After waiting for a while, Bai Xiran was finally able to take the tool from his hand.

Explain slowly.

"One size counts. I punish you because you have done too much this time. If you don't let you remember it, you will be even more ignorant in the future. But I am here to help you because you are my son and I Xiaobao. As your mother, I can't let you just watch and don't help when you can't finish it. "

After Bai Xiran finished speaking, he smiled slightly, "I think you have learned the lesson."

And it's all done before someone comes back.

Mo Xiaobao nodded.

Judging from his IQ, it will be a matter of time before he understands these words.

It seems that he can understand her good intentions now.

"Then let me go together and finish it quickly." He said and started to work on his own initiative.

With a smile on his face, Bai Xiran rubbed the curly hair on top of his head.

"Okay."

……

The yard door opens.

A black car drove in from outside.

The familiar license plate number and model allow people to know who is coming at a glance.

In fact.

It's already late at night, and the only person who will appear in the ink house is its male owner.

"Hurry up, hurry up, your father is back." Bai Xiran urged, and the movements of his hands accelerated a lot.

This time, Mo Xiaobao had a tacit understanding with her.

How dare you slack off in the slightest.

And Mo Junzhe stood beside the car for a while, only to find two people resting on the lawn in the yard.

He walked straight over with his slender legs until he stood in front of the two of them, looking down at them, "What are you doing?"

"Mow the lawn." Bai Xiran replied seriously, without any intention of stopping.

"It's you, why did you come back so early today?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his black eyes quietly scanning the expression on his little wife's face.

He thought for a while, and didn't speak for a long time.

All three were silent, only the sound of tools "clicking".

There was a stalemate between the two sides, and in the end Mo Junzhe was the first to lose, and took the tool from Bai Xiran's hand, "Madam, talk."

With nothing in his hand, Bai Xiran could only raise his head helplessly.

The apricot eyes were clear, and he just raised them up and stared at him closely, with a faint smile on his red lips, "If you want me to explain well, you have to finish the work at hand first. Or help me together, and I'm done with it." Tell you."

The man stared at her tightly, as if evaluating the authenticity of her words.

After a while, he finally nodded.

"Okay. I'll help."

When three people work together, the efficiency is always much higher.

Although Mo Junzhe didn't understand the specific reason, he still didn't call the servant over to help. Instead, he took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and started to work seriously.