Although Dad is old and has a bad temper, there are many women who like him.

In order not to let Xiaoyu also superficially like his father, he has to brush up on his presence more!

Thinking so, Mo Chengyou immediately climbed onto Xia Niannian's body obediently, and vigilantly guarded his father from taking him away.

Mo Chengyou shouted cutely: "Xiaoyu, I don't know how to write homework, can you teach me to write homework?" ”

"Okay!" Xia Niannian touched his son's head with a smile and asked, "What is homework?" ”

Mo Chengyou glanced at his own Lao Tzu a little proudly, and when he saw his father looking straight at him, those eyes without wind and waves made him feel nervous inexplicably.

"It's writing." Mo Chengyou said weakly.

"What's the title?" Xia Niannian asked with a smile.

"Happy home."

Xia Niannian nodded: "Then I'll write it with you." ”

"Write your own homework." Mo Jinbei didn't raise his eyebrows.

Mo Chengyou twisted his little eyebrows, but the protest was ineffective.

He sighed, obediently took out the stationery box of his small school bag, climbed into his chair and began to write.

After Mo Chengyou came, Xia Niannian's eyes kept falling on the small figure of his son burying himself in his homework.

Her gaze was soft, and she pursed her lips and smiled sweetly from time to time.

Although Mo Jinbei was interrupted by his son, he was a little entangled in his heart.

But seeing a family of three sweetly and warmly together, the entanglement in his heart soon disappeared, and even the corners of his lips were hooked.

His big hand reached over and quietly held Xia Niannian's hand.

Xia Niannian was stunned for a moment, and grabbed his palm with his backhand.

The two kept holding hands, and although they didn't speak, they were worth a thousand words.

Mo Chengyou, who was immersed in his homework, didn't know that his "daughter-in-law" had openly held hands with his father in front of him.

Mo Chengyou hates writing an essay a week, and he has never completed it well.

I took the initiative to write my homework just now, but I just wanted to attract Xia Niannian's attention.

But now, I'm forced to really do my homework.

Half an hour later, Mo Chengyou put down his pen: "I'm done." ”

Mo Jinbei nodded: "Take it, I'll check." ”

The man who never cared about his homework before actually cares so much about himself now.

Mo Chengyou was very uncomfortable, picked up the homework book, and obediently handed it over.

Mo Jinbei took his son's homework book, quickly scanned it, and frowned: "Rewrite." ”

"Why?" Mo Chengyou's first serious completion of the composition, he still has a sense of accomplishment.

Mo Jinbei threw the homework book to him: "You read it yourself." ”

Mo Chengyou glanced at Xia Niannian, and when he saw her looking at him with a smile, he reluctantly read:

"I have three people in my family, Dad, Xiaoyu and me. My dad is 30 years old, and he is an old man, and he points fingers in the company every day. Dad always kept a straight face, but I believe he still loved me. Xiaoyu is my teacher and cooks for me every day. Xiaoyu and I love each other, and we are a happy family. ”

Mo Chengyou raised his head from the notebook, pursed his mouth and said, "Dad, I'm done." ”

Mo Jinbei said expressionlessly: "If you don't finish the essay well, you are not allowed to sleep." ”

Mo Chengyou pouted very aggrievedly, picked up the eraser and changed it in the notebook.

Ten minutes later.

"Dad, I've changed it."

Mo Jinbei checked again: "Rewrite." ”

Until Mo Chengyou was forced to change it three times, and finally became angry, he angrily stuffed the homework book into his father's hand: "I won't change it!" ”

Mo Jinbei bowed his head and changed his son's composition.

Soon, he threw the homework book to his son: "Copy this." ”

Mo Chengyou saw that his original composition was changed beyond recognition.

Angry lying on the chair, his face was loveless, and he was about to "die".

Xia Niannian walked over curiously and picked up his son's homework book.

"I have three people in my house, my mom and dad. My dad is thirty years old, he is a very young, attractive man, and my dad has to manage the company every day. My mom is a teacher and she cooks for me every day. Mom and Dad love me very much, and we are a happy family who love each other. ”

Xia Niannian's cheeks were a little hot, and she turned her head to look at the man on the hospital bed with a rightful face, and the corners of her lips raised and smiled.

In the end, Mo Chengyou was defeated because of his father's cheekiness, and he was as reluctant as he was, so he copied the changed composition.

Xia Niannian stayed to take care of Mo Jinbei, and the little guy was picked up by the housekeeper angrily.

Mo Chengyou was still angry in his heart, and his father changed his composition.

I didn't even notice it, I don't know when Dad and Xiaoyu have openly started to go in and out.

-

Mo Jinbei's back was abrased by a bullet, but fortunately, the wound was not deep, but he still needed to stay in the hospital for observation.

Although Xia Niannian had decided to forgive him, as soon as his son left, the originally harmonious and warm atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

"Xia Zinuo is already wanted, and I also sent someone to find her." Mo Jinbei said lightly.

As for the men on the boat, they have been wiped out by the Mo family's dragon and tiger generals, of course, Mo Jinbei did not plan to tell Xia Niannian this.

Xia Niannian lowered his eyes, thinking of Xia Zinuo's crazy hatred for himself, and felt a little sad in his heart.

"What are you thinking?" The man approached suddenly.

The warm body leaned over, and Xia Niannian subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Although she has now re-accepted Mo Jinbei, her body still can't accept such intimacy.

Seeing her move to the side, the light in Mo Jinbei's eyes dimmed, but he quickly cheered up.

"You come to bed, you fell into the sea, you need to take care of it, otherwise you will fall ill." Mo Jinbei said as he sat up from the bed.

The wound on his back was pulled, and he made a "bang" of pain.

"What about you?" Xia Niannian asked.

Mo Jinbei pointed to the sofa: "I'll sleep on the sofa." ”

After saying that, he hugged the quilt again, lay down on the sofa, and let the bed out.

Xia Niannian lay on the bed he had slept on, with his temperature and smell on it, and her face began to turn red unconsciously.

It was quiet in the room and neither of us spoke.

Xia Niannian lay flat for a while, turned sideways, and saw the man curled up on the sofa by the night light in the room.

Mo Jinbei is very tall, with a full 1.86 meters.

The sofa, which was originally spacious, is now very cramped.

Mo Jinbei's legs were bent, and he couldn't put down a long section, so he could only hang outside the sofa.

His slender body looked uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Xia Niannian bit his lip, he was injured again and again in order to save himself, and now he gave the bed to her.

She couldn't help but shout softly: "Mo Jinbei, have you slept?" ”

: 1 chapter will be released first, and there will be 2 more chapters in the evening, around 9 o'clock.

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