"Stop, stop!" Mo Mo reflexively covered Na Ze's mouth, it turned out that they divorced like this, the lotus root was broken, and the bead was secretly knotted, it was too embarrassing, she didn't want to understand this process at all, "That, cough cough, the past, can you not mention it again!" ”

It seemed that he had only said this five minutes ago, Na Ze smiled helplessly, sat up straight, and rubbed her hair: "Okay, don't say it." ”

"Hehe," Mo Mozhi grinned proudly, looking at the saliva marks on his face, embarrassedly wiped his sleeve for him, and stood up from the coffin, "Hurry up, hurry up, the baby is still looking at you, don't lie in bed." ”

Naze turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Baby Lucifer sitting on the steps, wearing a small red belly pocket, on which the two big characters "baby" were embroidered crookedly, which looked like her mother's handwriting. The little guy found that his father finally looked at him, revealing his only four small front teeth, waving his two little hands excitedly, and throwing out the puffs that were about to be crushed on his little hands: "Dad, Dad, hey......"

This thing, he still doesn't eat it, Na Ze frowned, decided to ignore the baby's filial piety, walked to the steps, directly picked up the baby and put it back in his baby walker, one didn't pay attention, "let's go", and was stolen by the baby.

Well, he accepted this, touched the baby's little head, showing a father's "kind" smile, but the baby was already staring at the big blue eyes, looking behind him, Mo Mo didn't know when he also ran over, was holding the red hijab to make a grimace, for a while his nose was a little pig nose, and for a while he stretched out his tongue to make a dying shape, and the baby "giggled" and laughed.

Maybe this is the feeling of happiness, the warmth makes people dare not breathe, the candlelight in the room makes the scene in front of them hazy with soft light, when my father built this castle for my mother, did he also expect this moment to come?

"What are you thinking," Mo Mo tilted his body and leaned over, "Why do you look like you're about to cry, good, don't be jealous with the baby, come, my sister hurts you!" ”

As he spoke, he actually stretched out his hand to pat him on the head, Na Ze didn't expect that Mo Mo, who had turned in, would start to change his rank indiscriminately, turned around and hugged her, crying and laughing: "Mo Mo, don't make trouble." ”

Someone found a comfortable position in Naze's arms, then rested one hand on his chin and made a contemplative gesture: "I really want to know now, which of us is big and who is small. ”

The person who pretends to be serious in his arms has a coquettish face, Na Ze is silent and smiles, he likes to be bigger than small, what is the difference between this and a child?!

"Hey, what are you laughing at-"

"Huhu, little lady Momo, huhu, I'm back, huhu," the paste that hit the door curtain simply collected his wings and crawled in, "It's so heavy, it's so tired, it's ...... huhu"

It turned out that she was dragging an exaggerated gift bag behind her, full of adult height, wrapped in delicate lace chiffon, and the pink bow had been torn crooked, loosely put down, and put her whole body in.

The baby ran to the paste in the walker with two small hands open, and Momo followed his son and climbed over: "What is this, where did it come from?" ”

The paste flew out in the bow and flew out, and fell to the ground gorgeously in a circle, and Lucifer immediately clapped her little hands in a cheerful manner, making her regain her spirits: "Ahh ”

Mo Mo was dazed by her "three and a half sentences" way of speaking, or Na Ze reacted quickly: "My father has been here?" ”

Paste nodded heavily, pulled up the skirt, stood on tiptoe and continued to circle happily: "Ah, this is a gift for the baby, and the paste is also available, hey!" ”

No wonder she was so happy, it turned out that she also had a share, Mo Mo pursed her lips and decided to open the gift bag to see what kind of baby it was, and give her a son, which is equivalent to giving her this mother!

"Did he say anything?" Naze asked softly.

"Oh, card, give!"

Na Ze took the card on the gift bag and looked at it for a long time before he looked away, with a knowing smile on his face: "Does the paste smell anything?" ”

"Whew, it smells of a beautiful host, whew!" Paste jumps with the baby.

"You two little guys, don't jump, I'm dizzy," Mo Mo took the scissors and finally poked a hole in the gift bag, "Where did you get the wrapping paper, it's so strong, whew, I'm tired to death, Na Ze, what's written on the card?" ”

Naze squatted down and helped her stabilize the gift box: "Well, my father said that the baby is very cute, and he likes it very much-"

"That's, don't look at who gave birth to it!" Mo Mo held the scissors in both hands and poked hard, looking smug.

"—He also said that there is no need to worry about the problems of the elders of the Jimi Clan, he will take care of it."

"Hehe, yes, that's the best," Mo Mo smiled awkwardly, she forgot about Pei Di again, but even if she remembered, she didn't know how to plead, and now she didn't need to be right, "Actually, that, Pei Di, he still lives in the guest room, hehe!" ”

Naze's didn't show surprise: "Is it because of Edmund's madness?" ”

"Well," Mo Mo nodded, biting his lower lip, and said hesitantly, "I think he's quite pitiful, I don't have anything to say about the punishment, but is there any way to get him back to normal......"

"Okay, I'll take care of it, it shouldn't be a big problem," Nazawa kissed her forehead, "You can say whatever you want in the future, you don't need to worry about anything, you know?" ”

"Oh, okay," Momo squirmed embarrassedly, and looked up to see the two little guys, Muslim and Lucifer, looking at them with wide eyes, "What are you two looking at?" ”

"Slimy didn't see anything." Slimy spread out his hands to cover his eyes very cooperatively, but the gap between his fingers was slightly larger, and he could see the rolling eyeballs.

"Kiss—" Lucifer smiled ignorantly.

"Humph!" Momo, whose majesty was challenged, turned his head and poked the gift box to vent his anger.

Naze looked at the devastated box: "Momo, I'm still coming-"

"Poof", "Bang", "Bang......

Before he finished speaking, the gift box couldn't stand it, it broke, and the self-righteous Momo was drowned in the toy: "Oh my God, why are there so many?!" ”

"Wow, lots and lots of toys, toys, whew!" The mushy hands were still blindfolded.

Lucifer flew out of the walker and sat in the toy pile: "Wow, wow......"

Momo flipped out of the pile of toys, with a small Indian hat on his head, and a rattle handle in his mouth, and at a glance, there were samurai broadswords, kites, four-wheel drives, and fluffy ducks...... There are all things that the baby can play and can't play, and there are a bunch of things that can't be named, Momo took out a leaf skirt: "What is this for?" ”

Nazawa tried his best to hold back a smile: "Uh, belly dancer—"

“？！”

"The card says we want to make our cute little Lucifer a world-class baby ......"

Ah, Miss World has seen too much, right?!