The little milk bag pillowed on her lap sighed slightly, "Mommy, Daddy won't be back tonight, and you're leaving again, so what should I do?"

"Then I'm not leaving, I'll stay here with you, okay?" Mo Chuyi said softly, as long as he didn't have to face that man, he could say anything.

"Okay, Mommy is the best!"

After dinner, Xiao Niang pestered Mo Chuyi to help him take a bath and rub his back, but as if he felt that his request was very unreasonable, he bit his lip and said with a red face, "Xiaobei said that Aunt Mei will help her rub her back and take a bath, I also want Mommy to take a bath for me, is it okay?"

Mo Chuyi squatted down slightly and pinched his blushing little face, "Okay, I'll wash it for you, but are you sure, I see that your face is getting ripe." ”

Hearing this, the little milk bag giggled, "Mommy, when you blush, you're almost ripe." ”

"How can I blush?"

"Yes, the last time Daddy bit you!" the little milk bag looked innocent and smiled.

Mo Chuyi's face turned red instantly, and he unconsciously remembered the time he was forcibly kissed in the office.

"Mommy, you're blushing again. The little milk bag reminded on the side.

Mo Chuyi, "......"

Not long after bathing the little milk bag, it was ten o'clock in the evening after drying my hair.

The little milk bag pulled her, "Mommy, can you tell me a story and sleep?"

Xiaobei told him that Aunt Mei would tell fairy tales every night to coax her to sleep, and his feeling at that time was to scoff at him, what is so good about fairy tales, so naïve.

However, subconsciously, he would think that if Mommy was around, he could also coax him to sleep every night, which should be a very happy thing, but unfortunately at that time, he hadn't discovered the secret in Daddy's computer, and he didn't know where Mommy was, so it was just a fantasy.

Now that Mommy is by his side, Xiao Milk Bao naturally wants to feel that feeling of happiness, and he even has a storybook ready.

"Okay, what story does Zi Hao want to hear?" Carrying him to the bed, Mo Chuyi asked softly, took the fairy tale book on the table and looked at it, thinking to himself, Xiao Milk Bao is such a genius, he is simply a little adult, are you sure he will like to listen to fairy tales?

"As long as it's a story told by Mommy, Zihao likes it. When she went to bed and slept next to her, the little milk bag couldn't wait to put her head on her arm.

"Okay, Mommy, let's see what kind of story can attract our classmates Zihao," turning on the small table lamp, Mo Chuyi flipped through the book, "Is it okay for the pony to cross the river?"

"Okay!" the little milk bag nodded.

The first time she told a fairy tale, Mo Chuyi felt that the story was a little naïve, but looking at the expectation and seriousness on the face of the little milk bag, she slowly began to tell it vividly, until she finished speaking, the little milk bag still looked at her seriously.

"What, doesn't Zihao like this story?"

"Mommy, I'm so happy, so happy. The little milk bag rubbed her and said with a satisfied face.

"Huh?"

"I'm so happy when Mommy is with me...... On this day of every month, I am at home by myself, and Daddy asks Aunt Mei and Xiaobei to accompany me, I am also very happy, but I still want Mommy......"

As he spoke, there was a touch of sadness on his immature face, "Mommy, is this true? You will be with me in the future, right?"

With such anticipation and longing eyes, such sadness that does not belong to his age, Mo Chuyi can't say no, "Yes, Mommy will accompany you in the future, and let Daddy accompany you more, okay?"

"Daddy is very busy, a lot of things to do, and he often goes abroad to ......"

Mo Chuyi felt more and more that Chi Zihao's little milk bag was a distressing child, and no one could not pity such a child, I really don't know, why did his mommy leave him? Or rather, how helpless was it to leave him.

The movement gently adjusted his position, held him in his arms, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Zihao, what are you doing now, you want to study hard, and you should be happy, so don't think about anything else?"

Xiao Milk Bao nodded as if he didn't understand, his eyelids fought, and he closed his eyes lightly, "Mommy, I'm sleepy." ”

"Okay, let's go to sleep. ”

"Good night, Mommy. ”

………… Dividing line ............

Chi Yan came back from the Chi family's villa and went straight to Lian Yayuan's villa, as usual, he would go back to the company or go to the dark night, but this time, he suddenly wanted to go home.

Over the years, he felt the most guilt about Chi Zihao's little pot friend, he knew that he longed for the company of his parents, but he was busy with the company's affairs in the first two years, and it was normal to live in the company for ten days and half a month.

As a result, Zihao also followed him in the company, or to his friend Fu Zheng's house, and his daughter Xiaobei as his companion.

At the beginning, Chi Zihao was very well-behaved, although he fired the nanny who took care of him without authorization, but in front of Fu Zheng's wife Gu Mei, he was well-behaved and obedient, and he was busy with the company's affairs without worries.