Leng Hanxing glared at Mu Yuanhan viciously, stepped on Mu Yuanhan hard, and then went back to his room angrily.

When Leng Hanxing was still taking a shower and washing her hair in the bathroom, she heard the sound of Mu Yuanhan and Xiaobao talking in her bedroom.

Xiaobao: "Dabi, tell a story to the nest." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "I won't!" ”

Xiaobao: "Then you sing a song to the nest." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "I won't!" ”

Xiaobao: "Then you can perform a magic trick for the nest." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "I won't!" ”

Xiaobao was angry: "Then what will you do?" ”

Mu Yuanhan: "It will make money." ”

Xiaobao: "......"

Cold Star Overheard in the Bathroom: "......"

Hahahaha, hahahaha, Mu Yuanhan really can't take children, and he can't take children than her, hahahaha......

Outside, Xiaobao was already angry and angry: "Hmph, Dad is too useless than you, you look a little worse than the nest, Xiaobao still thinks you are very powerful!" It turned out to be gold and jade, and it was useless. ”

Mu Yuanhan: "......"

"That's not how the idiom is used." Mu Yuanhan corrected and began to explain the correct usage, but Xiaobao covered his little ears with both hands, and kept shaking his head and shaking his head: "Wo doesn't listen, Wo doesn't listen, Wo doesn't listen, Dad is a monk chanting scriptures." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "......"

"Don't do it, if you push it again, your head will fall off." Mu Yuanhan stretched out his big hand and pressed the head of Xiaobao, who kept shaking his head.

Xiaobao: "No, Xiaobao's head is strong, and yours won't fall off Xiaobao." ”

Mu Yuanhan: "I can help you twist it off." ”

"......" Xiao Bao suddenly glared at Mu Yuanhan with wide eyes, and his cheeks were even more puffed up like a little pufferfish: "Wo is angry, this time Wo is really angry!" ”

"Hmm." Mu Yuanhan nodded to indicate that he knew.

Xiaobao was even more angry, and shouted at Mu Yuanhan at the top of his throat: "Wo said, Wo is really angry, angry~~~"

"Oh!" Mu Yuanhan nodded again, indicating that he really knew.

Xiaobao: "Ahhhhh

Mu Yuanhan: "Then don't be angry, you don't have much hair, you have a high frequency of anger, and you will soon become a little monk." ”

Xiaobao: "......"

Leng Hanxing came out after blowing his hair, and what he saw was Xiao Baoqi's four-legged feet on the bed, constantly jumping and shouting, and Mu Yuanhan's forehead was suddenly jumping but helpless.

Leng Hanxing was speechless and choked: "Mu Yuanhan, you are really enough, you coax him!" ”

Mu Yuanhan: "I won't." ”

Cold Star: "......"

What's going on with this aggrieved little pitiful expression and little pitiful tone?

"Xiaobao, don't be angry, don't be angry, Mommy will tell you stories, Mommy will sing songs to you, and Mommy will do magic tricks for you, okay?" Leng Hanxing picked up Xiaobao in distress, just like Mu Yuanhan, adults had to be angry to death, let alone Xiaobao?

When he arrived in Leng Hanxing's arms, Xiaobao immediately became well-behaved, staring at Mu Yuanhan with accusations and looking at Leng Hanxing pitifully.

"It's good for Mommy to tell Xiaobao a story, otherwise Mommy will be tired and Xiaobao will be distressed."

Leng Hanxing kissed his little forehead: "Xiaobao is really good." ”

Xiaobao looked up at Leng Hanxing, and asked pitifully, "Mommy, can Xiaobao change to a father?" ”

Cold Star: "......"

Mu Yuanhan: "......"