Zhou Xiaoyu wanted to say no, but she couldn't bear to refuse from her son's eyes, "This ......"

"Go, go to grandma's house to be obedient, do you know?" Ling Qingrui felt a little aggrieved in his heart, but he knew that the children really wanted to go, and he also knew that the Mo family really needed more children and more popularity to enliven the atmosphere, so he didn't stop him from taking the initiative.

A smile finally appeared on Mo'er's face, and she willingly followed back.

Mo Zichen couldn't help but admire his mother, originally his daughter made him very faceless, but now it's okay, the two babies of the Ling family have posted it, and he feels happy again!

Seeing her two babies protecting Mo'er like bodyguards, Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't cry or laugh, daring to love that her son, who had been raised with great difficulty, was abducted like this?

"Go to the old house!" Mother Mo finally couldn't hold back when she got into the car, and showed a satisfied smile.

"Okay!" Mo Zichen snorted like a shopkeeper, slammed the accelerator and went out, and soon arrived at the old mansion.

Mother Mo opened the doors of the guest rooms downstairs: "You can choose which one you want to live in." ”

Ling Jiafan didn't even look at the opening, "I want to sleep with Mo'er." ”

"No!" everyone said in unison.

Ling Jiayu chose a three-person room and said: "That's it, Mo'er and I live in this room with Jiafan, there are three beds here." ”

Mo's mother spoke: "No! I want to sleep with Mo'er too!"

This is also a fragrant and fragrant daughter, Wen Qing pulled the corners of her mouth and said: "Let Mo'er choose by herself." ”

Mo'er looked around, and her eyes swept to her mother, "I want to sleep with my mother." ”

Mo Zichen: "No! It's just that room, you and grandma sleep in one bed, and Jiayu and Jiafan each sleep in one bed." "It's just what you need.

As soon as you come back, you will rob his wife with him, is it like talking?

“...... Alright!" Mo'er frowned and reluctantly agreed.

It just happened to be in line with Mo's mother's wishes, for fear that everyone would regret it, so she hurriedly dismissed everyone: "It's not early, let's wash and sleep." ”

Back in the room, Wen Qing lay on the big bed in a large shape, "Oops, it's so comfortable!"

Mo Zichen walked over and pulled her, "Get up, take a bath." "It's rare that no one bother, this good world of two people should be cherished.

Wen Qing lowered her face, "I don't wash, how can I wash my clothes without me?"

"That's not a thing, wear my clothes first, T-shirt, white shirt, tank top, aren't they all done?" suddenly looked forward to what her petite and delicate body would look like on his clothes.

"No, I'm tired and don't want to wash!"

Seeing Wen Qing lying down again, Mo Zichen bent down and walked to the bathroom with a princess hugging, "That...... I'll help you!" and laughed wickedly.

"Ah...... I'll do it myself, who asked you to help!" Wen Qingteng jumped off him, rushed to the bathroom and locked the door.

Mo Zichen paused, and then curled the corners of his lips.

Like a rabbit, is there a wolf chasing her and running so fast?

Wen Qing covered her chest and sat on the edge of the bath, and couldn't help complaining: I'm scared of the baby to death! How can I look like a hungry wolf who can never be fed......

Listening to the lack of movement in the bath, Mo Zichen knocked on the door: "Wen Qing, do you want to help?"

“...... Don't come in, if you do, I'll sleep in the guest room downstairs. "I didn't say I was going to visit his room if I knew so, did she feel like she was inviting him to do evil?

Mo Zichen rolled his eyes, did he go in, the door was locked, "Hurry up, I'll go in if I don't come out in twenty minutes!"

When Wen Qing heard this, she quickly took off her clothes and started to take a shower, and after a hurry, she found that she came in without taking her clothes, and at this moment she wanted to hit the wall!

After wiping her body dry, she stood behind the door and shouted: "Mo Zichen, I didn't take any clothes, can you bring me a piece of clothing in?"

Mo Zichen took the clothes, and pushed the door with sparkling eyes, "Open the door, how can I get in if I don't open it?"

"You don't have to come in, just put your clothes on the doorknob! Don't peek, I'll go to the downstairs guest room to sleep if you peek!" Afraid that he wouldn't do what she said, Wen Qing had to threaten.

"Whew! I haven't seen it, if I don't look at it, I won't look at it!"

Wen Qing's face turned even redder, "Shut up! ”

Mo Zichen...... Isn't the research institute also his family's?

Hearing the sound of departing footsteps, Wen Qing opened the door and quickly took out her clothes and locked them again.

After putting it on, she was dumbfounded, and she wanted to beat him up, not to mention such a low collar, the length just covered her hips, and she looked both enchanting and charming, just like wanting to deliberately seduce a man if she was dissatisfied.

Just when she was full of ambition and didn't know what to do, Mo Zichen's voice came from outside: "Okay, why are you so inked in a dress?" He couldn't wait to watch her twist her slender waist and pass in front of him sexyly, but why was she so slow?

Deliberately! It must be deliberate! There was no way but to rush, thinking that Wen Qing opened the door and rushed out, but just a few steps before he crashed into Mo Zichen and knocked him to the ground.

Mo Zichen, who was lying on the ground, covered his waist**: "Oops, my waist!"

Wen Qing was also knocked to the ground, but she was still sane, she decided to run to the bed and pull the quilt on her body, and then scolded with her head and face: "Why are you standing at the door of the bathroom? ”

Mo Zichen stole the chicken and couldn't eat the rice, he struggled to get up, gritted his teeth and asked: "What are you running?

"No, you're no better than a wolf!" Wen Qing glanced at him.

Mo Zichen was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Okay, you wait, I want to be worthy of the honorific title you gave me!" After speaking, he walked into the bathroom angrily.

Fortunately, hot water was put in place for him, and he sat in the bathtub, and he couldn't help but think with chagrin, why wasn't he enthusiastic about him at all? Didn't he say that Xiao Beisheng was newly married? Didn't he say that women were as delicate and gentle as water? Shouldn't they look through the autumn water and sit back and wait for grace? Why is it not at all the same as what he said, but he is regarded like a beast of prey?

Wen Qing, who was lying on the bed, was nervous, not because she didn't want him, but because she was afraid, he had a criminal record, and she had to live in the hospital for a long time if he was so powerful...... The more she thought about it, the more scared she became......

When Mo Zichen went to bed, he felt that something was wrong! The quilt was trembling, and Wen Qing's miserable little face made him frightened after he lifted it, "Qing'er...... What's wrong with you?"

"Ah...... You go away...... Go away!" Wen Qing trembled and lost control!

"Wen Qing, calm down, I'll go, I'll leave immediately, I'll be in the next room if there's something you call me. Sensing that the situation was serious, Mo Zichen turned over and got out of bed and walked out.

Wen Qing couldn't help pulling the quilt over her head and crying, she didn't know why this happened, as if she had returned to the previous time all of a sudden, she thought that her illness had been cured, but she didn't expect to get sick again. Looking at Mo Zichen's departing back, her heart was like a knife, but she couldn't control herself......

Mo Zichen also wondered, isn't everything fine, how can it be repeated again? Alas, it seems that their emotional path is destined to be full of twists and turns...... Another sleepless night!

After Zhou Xiaoyu went to bed, she sent a WeChat message to Ling Feng: Husband

Ling Feng replied in seconds: Here, what advice does my wife have?

Zhou Xiaoyu curled the corners of her mouth: Mo Zichen has been here.

Ling Feng: Oh, what are you doing so late?

Zhou Xiaoyu: ...... Kindness.

Ling Feng knew that she wouldn't alarm him if she knew such a thing: what else?

Zhou Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, it was really not difficult to talk to smart people at all: she kidnapped her son too.

Ling Feng curled his lips and said in one sentence: It can't be that both of them have been abducted, right?

Zhou Xiaoyu: It is worthy of being a god operator!

Ling Feng teased: This is a god operator, it is clearly my other soul possessed by you.

Zhou Xiaoyu: What, soul, don't scare me...... I won't talk to you anymore, you're better than that monkey, boring!

Ling Feng's eyes were full of pampering, and he looked at his phone and typed out two words: Love you!

Zhou Xiaoyu's heart suddenly beat faster, and she quickly returned: Flim tongue you!

Ling Feng smiled back: Only for you!

Zhou Xiaoyu closed the phone and lay down with satisfaction.

Ling Qingrui returned to the house, and Xia Chan asked while applying a mask, "Who is it so late?"

Ling Qingrui glanced at her and got into bed and said, "Mrs. Mo and Zichen are two. ”

"Huh, what are they doing here?" Xia Chan turned his head while patting the mask on his face.

Ling Qingrui looked at the black mask and was a little stunned: "What the hell, what is this on your face, why is it so ugly?"

"Don't interrupt! Why are they here?"

"Of course it's Mo'er, then what else can you do?" Ling Qingrui wanted to knock her head open to see if there were any brains inside.

"It's hard enough to come here so late, and the whole family is out and about. "It seems that this baby of the Mo family is really the pearl of the palm!

"yes. Ling Qingrui leaned on the bed and looked curiously at his wife's face.

"Did you take it?" Xia Chan asked casually.

"Isn't this nonsense? Can I stop other people's children?"

"Hey, Mo'er just went with them so obediently?"

"It's not just Mo'er......," Ling Qingrui said sourly in his heart.

Xia Chan heard his off-string sound, and had a bad premonition, "...... Who else?"

"Guess. Ling Qingrui said.

"Xiaoyu?" Xia Chan walked over and sat beside him.

Ling Qingrui shook his head, "No!" She came up with it, Xiaoyu?

Xia Chan stood up suddenly when he heard this, "It can't be Jia Fan, right?" I know that this kid is unreliable, he has a sweet mouth and smeared honey on weekdays, and when something happens, he will ...... back."

Ling Qingrui stretched out his hand and pulled her back on the bed, "Why are you so excited?"

"Say, isn't it Jiafan?" Xia Chan asked anxiously.

Ling Qingrui grinned: "Haha...... Both went!"