On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Five years later--

"Jiang Mo Jiangli, it's very late, you should go back to your room and sleep."

Just as Jiang Mo opened the bathroom door and came out, when he looked up, he saw three little balls rolling on the bed, and couldn't help frowning.

After hearing his voice, the two little xiaotuanzi on the left and the right froze, and soon started a fierce struggle.

The elder brother Jiang Mo suddenly rolled quickly into An Chengfeng's arms, hugged his arm tightly, and glared at Jiang Mo with a grievance: "No! We want to sleep with Dad!"

Jiang Li was a late bloomer and didn't understand anything yet, but when he heard what his brother said, he naturally felt that it was right, so he waved his fists and echoed inarticulately: "Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Let's break sleep together!"

"..." Jiang Mo suppressed his temper, with the words "The rain is coming" written all over his face, threatening in a low and hoarse voice, "Go back to your own room and sleep, don't let me say the second all over."

The two boys didn't speak, they just hugged An Chengfeng's arm to show resistance, and looked at Jiang Mo with round eyes, looking like they wanted to cry or not.

An Chengfeng suppressed his smile, and quickly smoothed things over to persuade Jiang Mo: "Okay Jiang Mo, they are still young, let them sleep with us?"

"........."

"No daddy! Just daddy!" Jiang Mo buried his little head into An Chengfeng's arms, and made a request without giving any face, "Daddy goes to sleep on the sofa, daddy is fragrant, daddy is stinky!"

"I stink?!"

Jiang Mo, whose attitude was a little soft at first, lost his composure when he heard this, and strode forward to pick up two milk babies who didn't know how high the sky was, how thick they were, and who wanted to steal their wives from him. He hung up the clothes behind his neck and walked out the door.

Jiang Mo Jiangli struggled hard and cried to get down.

An Chengfeng was a little worried, and just about to get up, he heard Jiang Mo who had already walked to the door order: "Don't follow."

"………Oh……"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I want daddy..."

After carrying the two cubs back to their own room next door, Jiang Mo waved his hands mercilessly, and the two balls formed an arc in the air, and landed on the spring bed with two thuds.

"Shut up." Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes, "Don't cry."

Jiang Li stopped in a daze, and then glanced at his brother who was still crying beside him, so he continued to cry. "Do you still want a sister?"

As soon as this remark came out, the room suddenly fell silent, the kind where a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

After a while, Jiang Mo asked cautiously, "Daddy, are you telling the truth? Did you lie to us?"

"Really." Jiang Mo said with a blank expression on his face, "The premise is that you don't want to sleep with Dad, and you go back to your room to sleep obediently at nine o'clock at night, and you will have a lovely younger sister next year."

"I want a younger sister!" Jiang Mo's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Jiang Li looked at his brother, and echoed, "Li Li also wants a younger sister!"

"Now, go to bed and sleep well," Jiang Mo said.

Jiang Mo reacted quickly, and couldn't wait to pull up the quilt to cover himself and his younger brother tightly. A muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Daddy, we are already asleep!"

"........."

So that night, Jiang Mo worked hard to make a younger sister...

When he first named the boss, An Chengfeng felt that Jiang Mo, Jiang Mo's, Lao Tzu and kid's accents were not very good, but Jiang Mo was stubborn and wanted to make do with "Mo Li". Later, as the cub grew up, the oolong incident happened A lot happened too.

"Jiang Mo, go and wash your clothes."

Ten seconds later, there was the sound of objects falling to the ground in the bathroom. An Chengfeng hurried over and saw the six-year-old Jiang Mo standing on tiptoe beside the washing machine, completely soaked.

"...Momo, what are you doing?"

Jiang Mo looked confused: "Dad, you asked Mo Mo to do the laundry."

"........."

Jiang Mo's face was sullen, flushed, but his expression was very serious: "Daddy said that if Dad gave birth to a younger sister, the younger sister would be his intimate little padded jacket to keep him warm, then Momo would also be a father The little steamed buns! Make Dad full!"