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

Bai Xiran didn't want to disappoint him, but she shook her head anyway.

The little guy let out an "oh", lowered his head and muttered, "It must be because of Dad."

He glanced at the opposite person with a bit of complaint.

Mo Junzhe ate his breakfast as motionless as a mountain, until he finally raised his head and gave him a gloomy look.

"If you hadn't always been stern and looked fierce, Ranran wouldn't have refused."

The man put down his chopsticks with a "snap", and glanced over with cold eyes.

Mo Xiaobao reflexively picked up the bowl to cover his small face, and was very spineless, "Xiaobao said, you should smile at Ranran, otherwise she will be afraid of you."

"Afraid?" Mo Junzhe took the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, his eyes fell on the busy figure not far away, "She is not afraid of me."

"That's not necessarily true. Ranran is such a lovely and gentle girl, she definitely doesn't like aggressive boys. Hey, Dad, if you continue like this, Xiaobao will never be wanted by her mother."

He sighed, looking at his father's disappointing appearance, he lowered his head helplessly.

There is a long way to go!
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It was difficult for Bai Xiran to sit at the same table with Mo Junzhe and eat without any grievances. After taking a few mouthfuls, he found an excuse and walked aside.

Pretending to pack up things, in fact, most of the conversations between father and son can be heard.

After a while, the waiter came up to clear the table, and Mo Junzhe got up and stood in front of the French windows for a while.

The little guy ran to her side "thump, thump, thump" and grabbed her hand with soft hands, "Ranran, did you hear what I said just now?"

He squeezed his little hands, and changed his posture nervously, "Are you afraid of my father?"

Bai Xiran shook her head, took off the hand sanitizer to help her clean her little hands, "No."

Mo Xiaobao enjoyed the feeling of being taken care of by her, his face was full of happiness, "Actually, my father is just a paper tiger, he just looks fierce, you don't have to be afraid of him."

Over there, the man is on the phone.

He has always been busy with affairs, and Bai Xiran still remembers that during the whole year of marriage, he basically never saw him when he got up in the morning.

The next moment, Xiao Bao suddenly took out an object from his body, raised his head and looked at her.

"Open your hand, I want to give you a gift."

Bai Xiran understood, squatted down to meet his eyes, and smiled unconsciously, "What is it?"

Xiao Bao covered her eyes with her hands, and soon there was an object with edges and corners in her palm, an irregular hexagon, with very complicated patterns engraved on the surface, without words.

"badge?"

Mo Xiaobao nodded solemnly, "It's a badge that only belongs to Xiaobao, Ranran, you must take good care of it, it's very important!"

Bai Xiran thought about it, and guessed that it was a small thing collected by a child in the second year of middle school.

Then leaned over and rubbed his curly hair, "This is the first gift Xiaobao gave me, and I will definitely take it well."

Only then did the little guy wave to her contentedly.

"Let's go." Mo Junzhe was about to leave two words, then opened the door and walked out.

The little guy quickly followed with his schoolbag on his back.

After the father and son walked out of the room, he was wearing a handsome school uniform, and he needed to take small steps to barely keep up with the man's pace.

"Father, can I attend the dinner party with Ranran in a few days?"

Mo Junzhe glanced at him with downcast eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Ranran was almost bullied by a bad woman that day, and Xiaobao was a little worried about her."