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

"Father, you will threaten me. In fact, you really want Ranran to be my mother, don't you?" Mo Xiaobao snorted softly, squinting his eyes like a kid.

"Actually, I know that you like Ranran, the kind you like very much."

The little guy told the truth.

Mo Junzhe's face darkened suddenly, "I thought I wouldn't dare to punish you if you were sick?"

He is fierce.

His face was gloomy as if he was about to make a move.

Mo Xiaobao shrank his neck and subconsciously grabbed the quilt.

But suddenly his eyeballs rolled a few times, then he raised his head arrogantly, "I still have Ranran, you can't punish me in front of Ranran..."

After he finished speaking, he found that the temperature in the ward seemed to have dropped a lot, his father's eyes were cold, and his body was full of aura that made him afraid.

"So, if you can't keep her, you will be punished for several crimes."

Mo Xiaobao trembled again.

After a long while, he nodded, his voice was very soft, "Got it... But... Hey, Ranran, you're awake."

Bai Xiran was taken aback, didn't bother to pretend anymore, opened her eyes in a panic and sat up.

The little guy's eyes were bright, and his chubby fingers were still holding hers, looking very satisfied, "Oh, I knew you just woke up, and the strength in your hand is a little stronger."

Bai Xiran smiled awkwardly, and could only touch his little head, "Yeah, I just woke up..."

She dared not look behind her.

You can't just say that she woke up from the first conversation between the father and son, right?

Fortunately, Mo Xiaobao didn't care about this topic at all, so he put his hands around her neck very affectionately, and his whole body was tired of it.

"Ranran, I'm so glad you can come."

Bai Xiran patted him on the back lightly as a comfort.

The little guy babbled and buried her in her neck, sniffing the faint scent of her body, he couldn't bear to let go, "Hey, actually, Xiaobao told Dad not to tell you, but Dad insisted on telling you..."

"This is Xiaobao's fault. Why can't you tell me when you're sick, huh?"

It was rare for Mo Xiaobao to see her serious face, and subconsciously retracted, "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, I'm afraid you're worried."

He quietly raised his head to look at Mo Junzhe, hoping that his father would come forward to help.

But the man stretched his long legs and found a comfortable place to sit down.

He even had a cup of coffee in his hand, sitting and watching him being trained.

Xiao Bao glared at him very unhappy.

Bad Papa, we're not allies anymore!

……

Bai Xiran was actually not willing to reprimand the little guy.

She just held those little hands gently and told him over and over again, "If you don't feel well in the future, if something happens, you must tell me as soon as possible, you understand?"

Mo Xiaobao let out an "oh", rolled his eyeballs a few times, then lowered his head, and sighed pitifully, "It's fine now, but what if you go abroad... in such a far place, even a small You can't come back even if Bao calls you. When you get sick again, you won't be able to accompany Xiaobao, right?"

He said aggrievedly, and pursed his mouth in a very pitiful manner, as if he was holding back tears.

Looking at it, Bai Xiran felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Without even thinking about it, he blurted out, "I can, I can. Don't be afraid, Xiaobao, as long as you call, I will definitely appear by your side immediately."

"That's a distance from the Pacific Ocean..."