The little honeypot writhed in her mother's arms, and with a grin, she turned around and looked back.

Not far away, Yu Siqiao carried a small jar in one hand, as if he was carrying a ball of meat, with ease.

The big jar was hung in the air, and he was quite happy, and when he saw his mother, he shouted happily: "Babble, babble! ”

Mo Shu was startled, looked at his hand, and said, "What are you doing, don't let go of your hand later!" ”

Yu Si Qiao Wan'er said, "No, you see how happy he is." ”

As he spoke, he picked him up and threw him up and down twice.

Mo Shu's heart was about to jump to his throat when he saw it, and shouted, "Be careful! ”

And the big jar seemed to express his happiness, smiling sharply and thinly, and he was very happy.

The little jar was greedy and struggled to play.

But the ruthless mother hugged her tightly, not letting go at all, and said, "Don't go." ”

The big jar was even more embarrassed, and he laughed so happily that he wanted to show off to his brother, and his face was full of happiness, and he grinned and shouted.

The little jar looked sour, and also stretched out its little paws and screamed, and struggled hard.

Mo Shu couldn't help him, and said, "You play with this too." ”

Yu Siqiao laughed, put down the child in his hand, took the other child with his hand, and said, "Come on." ”

The little honeypot seemed particularly excited, and sure enough, when it was picked up, it was smiling so happily.

The little sugar pot had had enough, and when he sat on the bed, he crawled into his mother's arms and got into it.

The witty big jar dominated her mother and reached out to her mother's chest.

Mo Shu smiled and reached out to pat his hand away.

The big jar was patted, and he looked up with some grievances.

Mo Shu looked serious and said, "When you grow up, you can't drink your mother's milk!" ”

The big jar didn't understand it, so he reached out and pulled it out again.

Mo Shu pressed his hand directly this time and said, "Don't move." ”

This time, the big jar didn't move his hand, and he opened his mouth and gnawed it down.

The baby teeth of the large and small jars had already grown out, and the upper teeth had just come out and nodded, but after biting on this bite, Mo Shu also took a breath in pain and said, "Yu Xiuli!" ”

The big jar was roared, his face was full of grievances, his mouth was curled, and then, he looked like he was about to cry.

Mo Shu snorted lightly, grabbed his hand, and said with a cold face: "Don't cry!" ”

The big jar held his mouth, tears had already wrapped his eyes, and then, aggrievedly, he cried.

Yu Siqiao was having fun with the little jar, and when he heard the big jar crying, the father and son both looked over.

Mo Shu put down the big jar and got up and got dressed.

Yu Siqiao sat down with the small jar in his arms, picked up the big jar, and said, "What's the matter, what are you crying about?" ”

The big jar was distressed, and he cried even more aggrieved, hugged his father with both hands, and cried so much that he was pitiful.

And Mo Shu didn't look back, and said, "He bit me." ”

Yu Siqiao let out an 'oh' and put down the big jar again.

The big jar was stunned for a moment, with tears still hanging on his red face, and looked at his father in confusion.

Yu Siqiao's face was full of seriousness, and he said, "You can't bite your mother, you did something wrong, you have to apologize to your mother." ”

The big jar sniffed, and then cried even more aggrieved, crawled into the bed in three or two, hugged the quilt and covered his face and cried bitterly, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Mo Shu was amused as he changed his clothes.