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

The man was dressed in a dark suit, standing straight outside the door, with his back facing the dim light in the corridor, his facial features looked particularly sharp.

Opening the door, he stepped in with dampness and a fierce aura.

Bai Xiran stepped back, and saw his slightly wet short hair hanging down on his forehead. It was more wanton than the indifference and mildness of the past.

He handed over the towel.

"Didn't it mean that I will pick up Xiaobao when I come back tomorrow, why did I come here at night?"

Mo Junzhe took off his coat and wiped his hair indiscriminately a few times, but his eyes, which were as black as ink, never moved away from Bai Xiran's body.

Her t-shirt was simple and clean, and the exaggerated clothes covered her hips. She was wearing a pair of sports shorts on her lower body, revealing her slender legs.

Her hair was tied up casually, her plain face glowed faintly under the light, and her red lips were sweet...

Mo Junzhe's Adam's apple rolled down.

"Dad!" A meat dumpling just rolled out of the room, still holding the book in his hand, but his hands were wrapped around his thigh.

Mo Xiaobao raised his small head, "Dad, are you here to pick me up? But it's late now, and it's raining outside, do you want to stay one night before going back?"

His eyeballs rolled around, and he spoke out all his careful thoughts, and secretly observed Bai Xiran's expression.

Then he let out a sigh of relief, but fortunately Ranran was not angry.

Bai Xiran rubbed his little head, how could he not know what he was thinking, and just chuckled, "There are two rooms in the apartment, take your father to take a shower and change clothes."

"Okay! Dad, come with me."

His chubby little finger pointed to the bathroom as if he was the master, "This is the bathroom, and there are clean bathrobes and towels in it. Dad can't wear Xiaobao's, so he can only make do with dyed long clothes... "

The little guy's voice was crisp, and he kept looking in a certain direction.

When Bai Xiran walked into the room, he immediately curbed his enthusiasm and hummed softly, "Dad came here so late because he was afraid that Ranran would be snatched away, right?"

Mo Junzhe raised his eyebrows, "I'm not you."

In fact, Xu Yan has already returned to China, and what he doesn't want to admit is that he is already uneasy.

Mo Xiaobao put his hands on his hips, and gently poked his nose, "Father, just pretend, Ranran has a good relationship with Uncle Xu. Uncle Xu is handsome and gentle. As soon as we met today, he sent me off. A limited edition model."

"Moreover, he can cook. Ranran and I both like to eat his cooking... Unlike you, Dad, who can do nothing but make money..."

The air temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

The little guy touched the goosebumps on his arms, raised his head and met the man's gloomy gaze.

He tactfully shut up immediately, rolled his eyeballs a few times, raised his brows, and smiled at Mo Junzhe with a particularly flattering smile, "But you are my father, no matter how good Uncle Xu is, I won't Abandon your oh."

The voice fell, and the sound of the man flushing stopped suddenly.

Mo Xiaobao was startled, and felt the chill behind him, so he immediately opened his legs and ran out.

The bathroom door slammed shut.

The man stood naked under the shower, turned on the water again, let the water mist pour down from his head, put on body lotion, and finished the shower in such a slow manner.

Until the fog on the mirror was wiped off, that handsome facial features were extraordinarily sharp at this moment...