Xu felt the gaze, and the little one turned his head from his mother's arms to look at the person staring at him.

A large and a small person who were extremely similar looked at each other like that, but Mo Li reacted, pointed at Murong Chu and said, "Kuo'er, this is your father." ”

Only then did Murong Chu come back to his senses, stretched out his arms, and his voice trembled a little: "Kuo'er, call Daddy." ”

Everyone present couldn't help laughing, and Murong Jingzhong said angrily: "Silly boy, how old is he, how can he be called Dad." ”

Mo Li put the child in his arms, and the soft lump suddenly made Murong Chu's heart as soft as being brushed by feathers: "Kuo'er, I'm Daddy." ”

Murong Tiankuo blinked his big ignorant eyes, stretched out his little hand and scratched his jaw, his tender skin was tickled by the freshly flipped stubble, he pursed his small mouth and snorted twice in dissatisfaction, kicking his little short legs to fight out.

Murong Jingzhong couldn't see that his little grandson was a little unhappy, so he immediately frowned and said, "Look at you, you can't even hold a child." Good grandson, come to grandfather. ”

As if he understood, the little one really stretched out his little hand to his grandfather.

Murong Jingzhong laughed and hugged the child from Murong Chu's arms, and said proudly: "Kuo'er is the best with grandfather." Isn't it, Ko'er? ”

Mo Li couldn't believe that the dignified King of Beining actually had such a naïve side, and said with a smile: "Father, don't be tired, I'll hug you." ”

"You've been traveling all the way, so let's go and rest quickly. Later, the king will have Ko'er sent over. Murong Jingzhong held the child in his arms, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

Mo Li and Murong Chu glanced at each other, and reluctantly retreated.

Back at Moyuan Pavilion, it was another lively scene, Mama He waited at the gate of the courtyard with people, and then dispersed after saying goodbye.

After taking a shower and changing into comfortable clothes, Mo Li leaned on the couch and sighed comfortably: "It's still comfortable at home!" ”

Murong Chu dragged the person into his arms with his long arms, and said with a smile: "From then on, you can be the princess at home comfortably, and leave everything else to your husband." ”

"That's not going to work." Mo Li played with his slender fingers and said, "Although there is Minglang as the chief shopkeeper now, we can't always maintain the status quo, and we must continue to explore new markets." ”

"Whatever you want, as long as you don't get tired." Murong Chu is not interested in business economics, but he will not stop Mo Li from doing what he wants.

The two waited for the king of Bac Ninh to send his son back while talking, but they waited left and right, and no one came. Mo Li finally couldn't help it, and lamented: "When will my father be able to send Kuo'er back!" ”

Murong Chu was also extremely dissatisfied with his father's behavior of occupying his son, and immediately decided to go and snatch his son back in person. Mo Li naturally wanted to go with him when he heard this, so the two of them didn't bring any of them, and went straight back to the front yard.

When they arrived in the front yard, they heard that the prince and Xiao Shizi were in the study, and the two rushed over non-stop.

After entering the house, the scene in front of him couldn't help but make people stunned. I saw that the king of Bac Ninh was sitting behind the bookcase, holding Murong Tiankuo in one hand and reading the official document with the other hand. The little guy didn't make a fuss, just obediently nestled in his grandfather's arms, staring at the official documents.

Murong Jingzhong saw the two of them coming in, put down the pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's just right to come, this king is about to send someone to call you." ”

"Kuo'er has disturbed his father for so long, and his father has been tired." Mo Li stepped forward to hug his son and said with a smile.

Murong Jingzhong didn't stop it, handed the child to her, and waved his hand: "This king is not too old, so he is so easy to get tired." ”

Steward Xiang came in with tea and said, "Xiao Shizi is very well-behaved, and he doesn't make trouble every time he accompanies the prince to read official documents." ”

The corners of Mo Li's forehead twitched, daring to love his son had already begun to participate in political affairs.

Murong Jingzhong laughed: "Kuo'er, this child rarely cries, which is very similar to his father when he was a child. ”

After talking for a while, Murong Tiankuo was obviously sleepy, and his little head was tossed in Mo Li's arms.

Seeing this, Murong Jingzhong said: "You just returned to the house today, rest first, and tomorrow Chu'er will enter the palace with this king to see the Holy Lord, and dinner will be given to you." Kuo'er is also tired of playing, take him back. ”

Because he was afraid that the child would catch a cold when he fell asleep, Murong Jingzhong specially ordered someone to prepare a soft sedan chair, and only after a thousand instructions did he put the person back.

In the bedroom of the main house of Moyuan Pavilion, the family of three was finally reunited. Mo Li slept on the couch with his son in his arms, and Murong Chu lay on his side outside, supporting his head with one hand, his eyes looked at the mother and son for a moment, and his heart was so soft that he was in a mess.

The little guy fell asleep and was dishonest, turned over, and put one hand on Mo Li's chest. Murong Chu's face darkened, and he pinched his little hand and put it on the couch. Who knew that the little guy was against him and got on again, he took it down again, repeated it a few times, the little guy didn't wake up, but woke up Mo Li, who had not been asleep.

"What are you doing?" Mo Li lowered his voice and asked.

"He touches you."

"Touch it!"

"But that's where he touched." Murong Chu stretched out his finger and poked it on Mo Li's chest.

Mo Li rolled her eyes: "What are you competing with a child?" ”

"How can you let other men touch it!" Murong Chu said righteously.

The corners of Mo Li's lips twitched, and he was amused by his childish behavior: "What other man, he is my son." It's enough to be sorry for him if I didn't give him food, what's wrong with touching it twice! ”

As soon as she said this, Murong Chu's heart was also a little uncomfortable, she raised her hand to caress her beautiful face, sighed and said, "Li'er, I can't stand your mother and son." ”

"Good decent, how can you say such a thing?"

"When you gave birth, I couldn't be by your side. Later, he asked you to leave such a small Kuo'er at home and look for me. I ......"

"It's all over now, don't think about it so much." Mo Li didn't want him to feel guilty all the time, so she comforted him softly, "In the future, it will be better for our family of three to live a good life than anything else." ”

"Li'er......" Murong Chu leaned forward, leaned into Mo Li's ear through his son, and whispered, "Otherwise, if we have a few more, I will definitely accompany you." ”

"I hate you!" Mo Li pushed him back, what kind of brain circuit is this man, and how many more will he have, when she is a pig?

Murong Chu chuckled: "I think this method is very good, what do you say?" ”

"Shut up, don't wake up the kid." Mo Li scolded, closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to this boring man.

Murong Chu was silent, but he directly put it into action that night.

At night, Mo Li put the child to sleep and went to the clean room to bathe, and when she came out, she found that the child on the couch was gone.

"Where's Ko'er?"

"Let the nurse take it away." The man had changed his robe, the straps of the robe were loosely tied around his waist, and the position of reclining on the couch had spread out a little, revealing a honey-colored chest. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned