Xiao Yu seemed to be happy, her hands and feet fluttered, and she opened her mouth and giggled.

Xiao Yuanzi felt a fever in his heart, "Can I hug me?" ”

"Wow......" The other one started crying as well.

Mo Shu was a little helpless, "Then you hold this, I'll hug the other." ”

Xiao Yuanzi couldn't ask for it, so he immediately took it carefully.

Xiao Yuanzi has never held such a young child!

It's only a month old, and it's fleshy, soft, and has a fleshy face, but the high bridge of the nose already has a very inky charm.

Those big eyes look the same as Mo Shu.

Long eyelashes, shaggy eyebrows, like Yu Siqiao.

Sensing Xiao Yuanzi's affection, he twisted his little hands and feet happily, opened his mouth wide and smiled excitedly, and his big eyes like black grapes were bright and clear, and they were extremely clean.

Xiao Yuanzi was reluctant to let go, "Woo woo, it's so beautiful and cute, I want to steal the child!" ”

Mo Shu is coaxing the little ink honey pot, this younger brother is obviously much more difficult than the elder brother, opening his mouth is crying, crying while not forgetting to reach out and grab his mother's fingers.

While coaxing the child, Mo Shu did not forget to respond to Xiao Yuan: "Okay, I'll go out first later, you secretly take the child through the back door." ”

Xiao Yuan was amused, "You are really my mother!" ”

"That's a must, only my mother knows how tired it is to take a child, hurry up and take one away, and I will come back after raising it."

"That's it, I'll take it away."

"Take it, take it!"

"Humph!" There was a cold snort at the door.

Looking back, sure enough, it was Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao walked over and said, "This is selling your son?" ”

"How cost-effective it is to sell one, haven't you been saying that you want girls anyway?" Mo Shu deliberately teased the little thing in his arms, "Yes, baby, your father wants a little padded jacket." ”

"Whew!" The little ink honey pot that finally stopped crying grabbed Mo Shu's fingers, his big wet eyes were full of clean moisture, he grabbed Mo Shu's fingers, pouted, and was about to cry again.

Mo Shu smiled unceremoniously and said, "Okay, okay, tease you, Mom and Dad will always love you!" ”

But the little ink honey pot took it seriously, and it couldn't be coaxed, so she cried again and kicked her legs.

Yu Siqiao walked over, glanced at the little thing that was obediently waiting in Xiao Yuanzi's arms, walked towards Mo Shu, and said, "Why is this little one so crying?" ”

"Probably whatever you want, right?" Mo Shu said casually.

Yu Siqiao: "...... I don't have the genes to cry. ”

"I don't have either," Mo Shu stretched out his hand and nodded his son's cheeks, "Our Mo family is strong." ”

"Tsk, you really dare to say it, I don't know who it is, you were crying a few days ago and saying that your milk hurts?"

Xiao Yuan couldn't hold back his laughter.

Mo Shu's face was hot, and he raised his foot to pass over, "Shut up!" ”

Yu Siqiao took a step back with the baby in his arms, in a very good mood, and said, "Don't move your hands and feet, I can hold your son." ”

"Yes, my son, you give it back to me!"

"Okay, okay, our son," Yu Siqiao quickly calmed her down, "The elders outside have to watch the baby, and Mom said don't let them in, we have to take the child out." ”

Mo Shu thought of the relatives in the room outside, and felt a headache, and said: "There are so many people outside, I don't know if the baby is afraid of life." ”