The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 161 Little Spy

All the short videos of Xiaotuanzi are here.

At this moment, the four small groups also came back.

Seeing the content that was still being played in a loop on the large LCD screen, the four little groups were dumbfounded, especially Susu, who even became nervous.

She subconsciously glanced at the staff member who was in charge of filming herself, with words written all over her eyes, didn't you say you wouldn't be seen by your mother?
The latter staggered Susu's sight with a guilty conscience, pretending to be very busy.

Susu had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to Li Baiwei's side.

The imaginary reprimand did not sound, Susu was surprised for a moment, and looked up at Li Baiwei in doubt.

"Mom." Susu called softly.

Li Baiwei looked down, her voice was a little hoarse, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Susu shook her head lightly, but she was a little happy in her heart.

Mom didn't scold her.

On the other side, Mian Mian also walked to Sang He's side. Sang He hugged Mian Mian in his arms, and Mian Mian hugged Sang He tightly.

"Mom, I love you." Mianmian leaned into Sang He's ear and whispered.

Sang He looked at her and smiled, didn't say anything, but thought about it in his heart.

【I love you too. 】

Mianmian smiled happily when she heard what Sang He was saying.

The atmosphere between Xu Qing and Su Yan was also very good, only He Hui glanced at Luo Hao with some complaints.

There was a lot of discussion on the barrage.

[The link set up by the program group is really good, and it actually makes each other closer. 】

[The sister upstairs is wrong, He Hui and Luo Hao are not on good terms at all, He Hui's eyes really make me laugh to death. 】

[Hahahahaha, no matter what, this event is really meaningful. 】

Everyone stayed downstairs for a while, and then went upstairs to their rooms to sleep.

Wash and change clothes as usual and go to bed.

"Mom, can I tell a story to Mianmian today?" Mianmian lay on the bed, blinking her big black eyes.

Nodding her head, Sang He's gaze fell on the lamb doll she was holding in Mianmian's arms, and she asked on a whim, "Why do you keep holding this doll?"

Mianmian's little hand subconsciously touched the lamb doll.

Then he said innocently, "Because my mother made it for Mianmian."

"I'll make it for you in the future." Sang He rubbed Mianmian's head.

【This doll is really ugly. 】

Mianmian hugged the doll even tighter.

"In Mianmian's heart, this doll is the prettiest," Mianmian said with some certainty in her voice, "Because this is the first doll my mother made for Mianmian."

The light in Sang He's eyes became softer.

"Go to sleep." Sang He said softly, while turning on the phone to find a bedtime story suitable for young children.

Mian Mian closed her eyes and listened quietly, and soon the sound of Mian Mian's long breathing resounded in the room.

Sang He locked the phone screen, climbed onto the bed softly, put his hands on Mianmian's stomach, and fell asleep.

Mian Mian woke up early the next morning.

She put on her children's watch after washing as usual, but saw Luo Wenmo send a voice over.

Click on it, and Luo Wenmo's deep and magnetic voice came over: "Mianmian, call me back when you wake up."

Mianmian glanced at Sang He who was still asleep, and then walked out lightly.

No one has woken up in the entire homestay, and it looks extremely empty.

Finding a place to sit, Mianmian called Luo Wenmo.

I don't know if he got up early or stayed up all night, but Luo Wenmo quickly connected the phone.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Mianmian deliberately lowered her volume for fear of disturbing others.

Luo Wenmo's voice was hoarse and deep: "How is your mother?"

He was worried that Sang He's condition was not good, but no matter how much he sent a message to Sang He, he didn't get a reply. In desperation, he had to send his hope to Mian Mian.

Mianmian tilted her head and thought, "Mom is fine, she's still sleeping."

Luo Wenmo breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little sad.

Can't he influence her anymore?
But as long as Sanghe is good, everything is fine.

"You can tell me if there is anything wrong with your mother in the future." Luo Wenmo decided to hire Mianmian to be his little spy. He did not forget to throw out temptations, "When you come back, Dad will take you out to play and eat delicious food."

"Okay!" Mianmian quickly agreed.

Thinking of something again, the continuous smile suddenly subsided.

Her tone is also a little serious, but because her voice is too milky, it sounds a little cute.

"Dad, you have to be nicer to mom, why do you always make mom unhappy?"

There was a little questioning in the soft and waxy voice.

Luo Wenmo sighed deeply.

This is not what he thought.

"I don't want to make her unhappy either." Luo Wenmo pressed the center of his brows with a headache, and his tone was even tainted with resentment, "But what should I do if she always treats me coldly?"

After he finished speaking, he sighed himself.

Now it has been reduced to asking a four-year-old for advice.

Although it is not the first time.

"Mianmian doesn't know," Mianmian shook her head very honestly, "because Mianmian won't make mom unhappy."

Luo Wenmo: "..."

But Xiaotuanzi was still humane, she turned her little head around, thinking of making suggestions for Luo Wenmo.

"Dad, didn't Mianmian teach you last time?" Mianmian suddenly remembered.

Luo Wenmo recalled what Mianmian taught him.

Acting coquettishly and being cute, shameless, and adding modal particles when speaking.

It's weird for her to act coquettishly, show cuteness and speak with particles, but as for being shameless...

Luo Wenmo had a headache, "But she ignored me."

Sending her twenty or thirty messages on WeChat may not be able to reply a single word.

Regarding this, Mian Mian was very puzzled, "But mom is very polite."

Don't say that you won't not reply to the message, and she will answer a word or two when the annoying aunt talks to her.

Luo Wenmo pressed the center of his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

"Mianmian, you should help Dad talk more in front of Mom." Luo Wenmo said after a while.

Hearing this, Mianmian nodded vigorously, "Okay!"

The father and daughter chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

After Mian Mian returned to the room, Sang He had already got up and was washing up.

Seeing Mianmian's figure, Sang He asked casually, "Why did you go?"

"Call Dad." Mianmian didn't hide anything, and said it directly.

Sang He's movements of applying lotion paused, and his eyes darkened a little.

Without further talking about this matter, Sang He quickly finished applying lotion and went downstairs with Mian Mian.

Because I am leaving Gang Yanshan today, the director's team prepared breakfast.

After the two went downstairs, other guests also went downstairs one after another.

After eating, the director stood up with a loudspeaker as usual and announced today's content.

"We are going to change to a new place today, but where to go is not up to our program team to decide."

(End of this chapter)