Night Mo Shen sat still, although he knew that Xiaomi Dou was deliberately coquettish to him in front of Han Muzi, his son was coquettish to him.
There is no doubt that he has no resistance at all.
"Daddy, are you ok? Daddy "
although Xiaomi Dou is a boy's paper, it's no worse than a girl's paper.
Night Mo deep eyebrows slightly frown up, the next second with a big palm press small guy's neck, low voice: "you are more adults, I want to hold you back?"
"But I'm a child after all ~" Xiaomi Dou blinked his eyes, and his face was innocent and kind, especially harmless.
Night Mo deep lip corner smoked, this little guy is to feel oneself is a child, so do what he likes?
What about Han Muzi? She is eager to let go of all prejudices between Xiaomi Dou and ye Moshen's father and son. When Xiaomi Dou asked ye Moshen for this, she felt that Xiaomi Dou was too understanding.
So night Mo Shen has not promised, Han Muzi has opened the mouth in advance.
"Then you two drink up the water, go back to the house, Xiaomi Dou, let your father carry you."
Xiaomi Dou smile: "good Mommy."
The night is not deep
He looked at Xiaomi dou for a moment and recognized his life in his heart.
Anyway, there is a long way to go. It's not a bad night.
When he finds a chance, he will ask the matter clearly.
Just at this time, the sound of footsteps came from the living room. Three people had a meal at the same time, and soon heard the voice of Xiao su.
"Gee, why is the light in the kitchen on?"
Xiao Su got up to look for water to drink. He was about to go to the kitchen. When he saw the light on, he went to the kitchen.
Just at this time, yemoshen directly reached out and picked up the millet beans and put them in his arms. After that, he went out directly. From his arms came millet beans shouting: "ah, Bad Daddy, you let me down!"
"Don't let daddy hold you back to your room? I'll take you back
Xiaomi Dou: "bastard daddy, where are you holding? Mommy, daddy bullies me
Han Muzi frowned and looked at the night.
"He's still a child. Be gentle."
The night is not deep Good. "
He adjusted Xiaomi Dou in his arms, and then he did not have the chance to report to Xiaomi Dou again, so he took him out of the kitchen.
Just had a face to face with Xiao Su who wanted to enter the kitchen.
See night Mo deep hand carrying millet beans, Xiao Su Leng for a while, then open a way: "night less, how?"
"We were thirsty in the middle of the night. We got up to drink water. They finished drinking and were about to go back to the room. Where are you, Xiao Su?"
Maybe it was something she had done with yemoshen in the kitchen just now, so she didn't wait for yemoshen to open her mouth, Han Muzi came out to answer.
After the end of the answer, she smiles and looks at night Mo Shen and Xiaomi Dou.
"Well, it's cold. Go back to your room and go to bed. I'll be ready to go back."
"So..." Xiao Su scratched his head, "I also get up to drink water."
I don't know what's going on. I'm very thirsty tonight. I don't know if the heating in the room is too high? Or is it that he hasn't had a sip of water since he came here?
The latter feels more believable, Xiao Su thinks.
"Uncle Xiao, come to drink water, too. We just finished drinking ~"
"so coincidentally..."
Han Muzi quickly squeezed out to the direction of the room, night Mo Shen also carried millet beans left.
Soon, only Xiao Su was left on the scene.
Xiao Su stood alone in the bright light of the kitchen door, expression is confused, after a while, he bowed his head into the kitchen, thinking, the night of the three family is too neat, even thirsty at the same time.
After Han Muzi returned to the room, she closed the door carefully when she entered the door. When she turned around, she saw a dark shadow in front of her, which scared her a lot.
"In the middle of the night, what are you sneaking about?"
Xiao Yan's voice came from the front.
By the light moonlight outside the window, Han Muzi saw Xiaoyan standing there in a sheet, a very cold look.
"Went out for a drink of water."
Xiaoyan: "it's I'm thirsty, too
Han Muzi:
What's going on? Are they thirsty collectively? Is it really Xiao Yan's cooking problem? That's why we're all thirsty?
"Well, is there hot water in the kitchen?"
"Well."
Han Muzi nodded. Xiaoyan walked past her with the sheet on, and then opened the door. She was probably in a daze. She opened the door for a while, and then did not close it.
Han Muzi watched her waddle out in a sheet.She wanted to tell Xiao Yan that Xiao Su is in the kitchen now, but she thinks about it There seems to be nothing to remind.
She and Xiao Su did not have any enmity or resentment.
With this in mind, Han Muzi will give the door to the virtual cover, and then into the warm quilt.
After lying down for a long time, my heart became very quiet. What I saw in my mind was the scene of Yemo holding Xiaomi Dou, hoping that the father and son could get along well in the future.
this time, Han Muzi fell asleep soon.
And on the other side, night Mo Shen carried the little guy back to the room, put him on the bed, cold voice: "are you on purpose?"
Millet bean buttocks a bed, immediately climbed into the quilt, and then opened a pair of innocent eyes to look at night Mo Shen: "Daddy, what are you talking about?"
night looked at as like as two peas in front of him, but at the moment he looked at him with such innocent innocent eyes and expressions as if he were a monster.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned over to hold Xiaomi Dou's cheek directly.
"Don't be silly. Your mind doesn't belong to this age group at all."
Although the two father and son have just met, and they have not been together for a long time, how can we not see that this little guy is not an ordinary child?
I don't know how his mind is so mature, but It's probably about experience.
I used to be sorry for their mother and son?
Otherwise, Xiaomi Dou would not treat him like this. Although he said that he did not dislike him and was close to him, the slight resistance that he showed on him could be deeply felt at night.
Xiaomi Dou blinked his eyes and looked at Mo's dark eyes for a moment.
A moment later, his innocent eyes disappeared and he said, "you are not good to Mommy."
Anyway, mummy is not here, so he doesn't need to pretend. Even if his father knows his real identity, how about it? No matter what he says, Mommy will believe him, so as long as daddy wants to please Mommy, he has to please him first.
Listen, night Mo deep frown, "I am not good to her? It means Before? "
He completely forgot the past.
"Well!" Xiaomi Dou nodded heavily, and her little hand became a fist in the air: "Daddy was good or bad before, and Mommy suffered a lot of grievances!"
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