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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Yu'er, who is now more than a year old, calls her father and mother, and she is already very smooth, in addition, the little guy can already walk, but it is still a little unstable.

As soon as Mo Qianqian came back, he hugged his son into his arms.

"Yu'er, do you miss your mother?" She asked her son gently.

Although she has only been out for a morning, every time she comes back, the mother and son will be so crooked!

This made Beichen Shaoting on the side feel a little unhappy when he looked at it!

"Want to ......" the little guy nodded and looked at Mo Qianqian with a smile.

"Mommy misses you too!" Mo Qianqian kissed the little guy on the face with satisfaction.

Beichen Shaoting snorted coldly, fished his son from Mo Qianqian's side, and held it in his arms with one hand.

"Do you miss your dad a little more or do you miss mom a little more?" He asked suddenly.

"......" Mo looked at him speechlessly, how could there be such a scheming man!

The little guy didn't seem to understand Beichen Shaoting's words too much, and after reacting for a while, he continued, "Dad! ”

Beichen Shaoting looked at Mo Qianqian with a smug face, as if to say that no matter how much effort she usually puts into her son, in the end, her status in his heart is not as good as her father.

Mo Qianqian felt a heart jam. He shook his head and walked away.

But the little guy hurriedly waved his hand at her, "Mom hug!" ”

Hearing his son's voice, Mo Qianqian hurriedly turned around happily and hugged the child into his arms.

The little guy seemed to know that she was angry, reached out and patted her face, "Mom......" After speaking, the little guy still pouted and kissed her on the face!

Seeing the little guy coaxing her decently, Mo Qianqian finally couldn't help laughing.

This little guy is ghostly, although he is small, but he is very smart!

"Good baby, mom is not angry, mom just teased you! Mom loves her baby the most, how can she be angry with you! Mo smiled gently.

As soon as he heard that his mother loved him the most, the little one smiled happily again.

And Beichen Shaoting on the side was very displeased.

"What about me?"

She loves her son the most, but what about him? He is in her heart, is it possible to be the second old?

"Beichen Shaoting, you are so naïve, I will make fun of you when my son grows up!" Mo Qian glanced at him speechlessly, this guy can't even forget to fight for status with his son!

"He dares!" Beichen Shaoting's face turned cold, and he said disdainfully!

“……”

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put down his son, Mo Qianqian took Beichen Shaoting upstairs directly, and wanted to take him to see the surprise she gave him.

Mo Qianqian took Beichen Shaoting to the piano, she sat down in front of the piano, then opened the lid, and put a pair of slender fingers on the keys......

Beichen Shaoting frowned, her so-called surprise was to play the piano to him?

…………

Mo shallow's fingers, on the keys of the piano, slowly, began to move.

The familiar, melodious sound of the piano reverberated throughout the piano room......

The voice...... Beichen Shaoting was a little surprised when he heard this.

He wrote this piece for her.

Moreover, he only played it once in front of her!

He frowned, listened quietly, and watched her play the piano.

She wasn't particularly proficient in playing, but she was pretty smooth...... This kind of music sounds like it has a different flavor.