“……”

The maid who followed behind laughed out loud when he heard this, and hurriedly prompted, "Little young master, the eldest young master's name is Mo Beiyan." ”

Chen Chen frowned, he had a cold little face, "Daddy, why are you the eldest young master, I am the little young master? I want to be the eldest young master, you are the little young master, let's change, what's swollen?"

Mo Beiyan raised his eyes, and he shook his arm, "Then you have to grow me so tall first, and the little man still wants to be the eldest young master?"

"You're the little dwarf!" Chen Chen suddenly lowered his little face, and he pouted, "No, Daddy is an old dwarf! I'll ignore you! I'm going to find the dye master!"

Mo Beiyan slapped his little buttocks, "Don't call your mommy dye!"

"You call me a god horse, can't you call it?" Chenchen twisted his ~ upturned little buttocks, "Put me down, I want to come down-"

Mo Beiyan smiled and bent down to put him down, Mo Yaochen turned around and ran away, turning back and grimacing from time to time, "From now on, Chenchen is the eldest young master!"

Mo Beiyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, he stood in the garden and looked at the little figure running, his eyes couldn't help but squint, and his eyes fell in the distance.

The servant knew he needed to be quiet at this point, and turned and retreated.

Mo Yaochen ran all the way into the villa, on the sofa, the woman sat quietly, she held the glass in her hand, her eyes were stunned in one place, and she didn't move for a long time.

The little short leg came running with a bang, but it was very well-behaved at this time: "Mom!"

Tong Ran came back to his senses under the cry of this milky voice, and the little man with pink carving and jade fell into his arms, the smell of milk was fragrant, Mo Yaochen grinned and lay in her arms, and she was coquettish, "Mom, Mom......"

Tong Ran smiled and put the glass in her hand on the coffee table, she reached out and picked up the little man in her arms and let him straddle her lap, "Chenchen, why don't you play outside?"

Mo Yaochen's small eyes rolled slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Dad said that he wanted to play with Nan Nan, let me come to play with my mother." ”

"Really?" Tong Ran leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, she looked at her son's face, she was only four years old, and her facial features were already so delicate and outstanding, especially when she smiled, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly hooked-

A discerning person can see at a glance that this is definitely Mo Nanjue's species!

Although so much time has passed, Tong Ran still feels extremely shocked every time she looks at her son, she didn't expect it, and she can't believe that the child in her belly is really Mo Nanjue's!

It's only to blame Luo Xiao's original lie that was flawless, and he deceived everyone, perhaps, even himself.

Tong Ran felt extremely guilty, when Chenchen was in her stomach, she was so disgusted, and even wanted to beat him off many times, if it wasn't for Mo Nanjue to stop her......

She thought about it and felt suffocated, this name, four years, every time she thought about it, but she could still be so painful that she couldn't straighten her waist, so painful that she couldn't breathe, and her five organs burst into tears......

Tong Ran's eyes were in a trance, and Chen Chen stretched out her white and tender little hand and wiped it on her face, "Mom, are you swollen?"

Tong Ran hurriedly opened her eyes, she raised her hand to wipe it in a panic, and then turned her head and smiled, "Mom is fine, maybe there is wind blowing into her eyes." ”

"Mom, you're lying!" Mo Yaochen pursed his lips, his little head kept rubbing against Tong Ran's chest, "The window over there is obviously bare, and the wood is blown in by the wind, Mom, you lie to Chenchen!"