Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 895 (Extra) Will I have a baby?

Little Mo Ting blinked his eyes, shook his little head slightly, "No."

"Come in." Murong Yao urged the three people behind him, "You two are really resistant to the cold in this cold weather."

Wanshi changed her little cotton boots and jumped onto the sofa, "It's not fun for me to be at home with my brother, and my brother is also very cold."

While speaking, Wanshi still had a look of regret on her face.

Zhou Ling looked at the little son beside him, and frowned strangely. Neither she nor Murong Yao had a cold personality, so how could this little son be so cold.

Looking at Little Mo Ting's frowning and calm eyes, five words flashed through Zhou Ling's mind.

Domineering President Fan!
Murong Yao changed his clothes, washed his hands and prepared to cook, Zhou Ling went to help him.

Ever since little Mo Ting grew up, the couple had prepared a toy house. The toy house was full of plush teddy bears, and some mech-like Transformers or Lego. A wide variety of toys filled the room. the whole room.

But after the two little guys came in, they didn't even look at the toys, and lay down on the big soft blanket on the ground. Little Mo Ting held the milk that Zhou Ling had just made for him, and sat quietly on the blanket holding the bottle in his little hand. drink.

"Brother, you are still drinking milk when you are old." Wan Shi happily looked at her younger brother who was still drinking milk.

Little Mo Ting didn't look sideways, and was not disturbed at all, drinking milk seriously.

Seeing that Mo Ting was ignoring her, Wanshi lay back down in boredom, staring straight at the ceiling with her big eyes.

"Tell me, will Mom and Dad have a baby?" Wan Shi's tone was very melancholy.

She really hopes that her parents will have another one, but she likes cute younger brothers and sisters, who are so tall and cold like her brother... so let's avoid it!
When Wan Shi's words came out, little Mo Ting finally reacted, he slowly turned his head to look at his sister lying beside him, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was a little displeased.

"will not."

Little Mo Ting can understand words, and his expressive ability is very clear, which is exactly the same as Wan Shi's childhood.

Wanshi grabbed a cashmere doll and put it behind her head, stretched her legs into a ponytail, with a light and noble posture, "Why not? You asked?"

After all, little Mo Ting was still too young, didn't think too much, and didn't have the ability to imagine, he let go of his nipple, "I don't like it."

Hearing his answer, Wanshi's eyes widened and she asked in shock: "Don't you want Mom and Dad to have a baby?"

"En." Little Mo Ting answered very simply.

Just when Wanshi wanted to ask something, the door of the toy house was pushed open, Zhou Ling walked in, hugged Mo Ting, "Leave Wanshi, let's eat."

Wanshi stood up suddenly, took Zhou Ling's hand and walked out.
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On the dining table, since he had two children, Murong Yao deliberately changed to a smaller and square table for eating.

The two children sat facing each other, Zhou Ling and Murong Yao sat on the other two sides, Mo Ting was still sitting in the baby seat with protective measures, and Wan Shi could sit in the adult's chair.

In the middle of the meal, Wanshi glanced at her younger brother on the opposite side for a while, and at her parents on both sides for a while.

"Do you have something to say?" Murong Yao sensed that his little daughter seemed to have something on his mind.

Wanshi swallowed the food in her mouth, thought for a long time before hesitating to speak.

"Mom and Dad...you...would you like to have a baby?" Wanshi's clear and lively voice was full of caution.

After saying that, Little Mo Ting raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him, as if he was waiting for someone to answer.

(End of this chapter)