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

Mo Junzhe's eyes turned cold.

In the spacious living room, there was silence everywhere, except for the sound from the TV, several servants passed by, not daring to breathe.

The man's tightly pursed thin lips slowly parted, uttering a few cold words.

"Mo Xiaobao, you know the consequences of willfulness."

The little guy immediately froze in place.

He could see that his father was very angry, his face was condensed at this moment, and there was a gloomy chill all over his body.

As if to beat him!
Mo Xiaobao shrank his neck, shrunk his small mouth, blinked his black and white eyes, and suddenly burst into tears, "Father, don't hit Xiaobao, Xiaobao knows he's wrong..."

Hit Xiaobao?
Bai Xiran sat up suddenly.

She followed the sound and saw the little guy sitting on his cute bear chair, looking at herself pitifully with big watery eyes.

"What's going on, who wants to hit you, who dares to hit you!"

The fragments of the remote control were scattered on the ground, and Bai Xiran took a few steps to hold Xiao Tuanzi in his arms, petting and asking.

"With me here, no one can bully Xiaobao?" She gently hugged the little guy, her face full of concern and worry.

Mo Xiaobao sobbed twice, pretending to cry.

But at this moment, Bai Xiran gently pinched her face to wipe away her tears.

When the soft fingertips touched it, the tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and tears fell to the ground with a "slap".

"Xiaobao? Does it hurt somewhere? Is it uncomfortable?"

"He's only losing his temper, and he's in good health." Next to him, Mo Junzhe silently added.

The little guy froze again, and shrank into Bai Xiran's arms as if he was very frightened.

"Mo Junzhe, are you bullying him?"

Ok?
How could Bai Xiran see Xiaobao's appearance like this, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Then he glared at the man angrily, and coughed a few times with a slightly hoarse throat, "Go, Xiaobao, let's go to sleep!"

She also probably knew the reason for the conflict between father and son.

He simply carried Xiaobao and went directly to the room.

After taking a shower and tidying up, I was busy for a long time. The little guy's curly hair was wet, covering that cute face, blinking his eyes, and pulling her clothes with his little hands.

"Ranran, can you stay with Xiaobao?"

"Okay, I'll sleep with you."

"Ranran, you are the best, Xiaobao loves you." The little guy talked to himself, and wobbled back to his bed.

After a pause, he covered the quilt silently, and patted his own chest with his fleshy little hands, "Okay, Xiaobao will fall asleep soon."

Bai Xiran watched him coaxing himself to sleep, and felt warm in his heart.

Just wanted to say something.

But when he came back to his senses, the little guy on the bed was already sound asleep.

She smiled, covered her mouth and coughed twice, not daring to wake him up.

The little guy was a bit headstrong today, and she probably knew that Chen Min's remark of "dragging the oil bottle" made Xiao Bao a little unhappy.

in thoughts.

The half-hidden door was gently pushed open.

The man's tall and slender body appeared by the door. After cutting off some light, the whole room seemed to be covered in shadows.

"He fell asleep?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded in his ear, and Bai Xiran subconsciously nodded.

"Children, they keep yelling that they won't sleep, but they actually fall asleep when they lie down."

She gently hooked her fleshy little hand outside the quilt, and saw the little guy sleeping soundly, with a smile on her lips unconsciously.

It's just that at night, my body is always uncomfortable, and I can't help coughing.

Mo Junzhe's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Go back to the room."

"Xiao Bao said let me accompany him tonight..."

But the man had already leaned over and held her in his arms.