Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 352 At my age, I was called childish by a two or three-year-old milk doll...

Old Man Mo snorted, "When this kid was born, he was so white that he glowed. I thought it was a girl at first glance..."

"Grandpa, were you overjoyed at the time?"

Daughters of the Mo family are scarcer than sons, and the old man always dreams of having a caring little padded jacket, otherwise he wouldn't love Mo Xunuo so much...

Old Man Mo showed disgust, "That's right, it turned out to be someone with a handle..."

Su Wei sneered, and continued to flip through, newborn, full moon... little babies, every day is different, the longer it grows, the more troublesome it will be...

"This is...?"

Old Man Mo took a look at the picture she was pointing at. It was a villain made of snow jade. His skin was whiter than pearls. He was wearing trendy jeans and a hat on his head. He had a delicate face. Under the painted long eyelashes, there is a pair of dark pupils, with pure baby blue.

The little guy folded his arms with both hands, sitting on the blanket coolly and coolly, with an immature and ignorant expression, and he could see a little bit of disgust...

"This was when he was one year old. Bai Yuetong dressed him up a little bit, but look at this kid's expression..."

"It can be seen that Mo Feibai was born with a lack of childlike innocence..."

"It's not just scarcity, it's simply non-existent!" The old man finally found someone to complain about, his eyebrows were tightly drawn, "These two boys were ignorant, and Longcheng was in a period of turmoil, and Mo Yunchen was so busy that he didn't have time. When I got home, I fantasized about raising them together, cultivating more relationships, and having brothers and sisters in the future, but I didn't expect the two little bastards to fight in the cradle. I don't even cry when it hurts, if it wasn't for the girl who just came in, there is no guarantee that these two boys will collectively disfigure..."

Su Weiliang imagined the scene of two beautiful babies sleeping in the cradle, you kicked me, I kicked you in the face, turning over and beating each other hard...

The picture is very good and powerful...

"Grandpa, that's why you're being stingy. Mo Feibai is a domineering lord. If you suddenly put an intruder on his territory, it's no wonder he doesn't beat you..."

Mr. Mo, "..."

"You should prepare another cradle for Mo Feise and put them together, maybe he and I will be bored, so we can exchange feelings or something...

"You pretend I haven't tried?"

"Then?"

"These two little bastards are still fighting..."

Su Weiliang, "..."

So just say it!

If you are naturally at odds with each other, don't expect to turn hostility into friendship...

Old Man Mo looked at the photo and continued to rant, "Except for Mo Feibai crying so much when he was just born, I haven't seen him snorting in so many years. When he was three years old, he had a high fever in the middle of the winter one year. In the morning I didn't get up, and the servants didn't respond to their shouts. I went to lift the quilt, and the dead child said "probably sick." Look, this is a milk baby with a high fever of 39 degrees, can tell words?"

Su Weiliang, "..."

Mr. Mo has indeed been abnormal since he was a child...

"I bought him an Ultraman superman gun model as a gift for his birthday. Do you know how he responded?" Old Man Mo seemed to have thought of that scene, with his old face darkened, the corners of his lips twitching uncontrollably.

Su Weiliang felt sympathetic, but still couldn't bear curiosity, and opened her eyes wide, "What do you say?"

"He looked at me and said with disgust, "Grandpa, you are so naive"..."

Su Weiliang, "..."

Old Man Mo's eyebrows were about to fly up and slash at people, "I'm so old, and I was called childish by a two- or three-year-old milk doll..."

　Hohohoho, Brother Feibai is coming back soon~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)