Full service dog abuse

Chapter 409 Adorable Brother ②

After finishing speaking, Mu Nanlan raised her eyebrows when her son responded softly, "I don't know you yet for pretending to be cold in front of your old lady."

"I told you to name me Nanmeng." Nanmeng snorted coldly after hearing Mu Nanlan's words.

"Satisfy you, Nanmeng Nanmeng, how cute. Look at those whose surname is Song, Song Ci, Tang, Tang Shi, and Naturally, and Xiong, Xiong Chumo. What are you dissatisfied with? Be good." As soon as Mu Nanlan finished speaking, Qing Ziqi's message came. After stroking her son's head, Mu Nanlan stood up and opened the door.

Nanmeng snorted coldly when she heard that every time she complained about her name, Mu Nanlan had to repeat the words again.

Seeing that Mu Nanlan had already opened the door, Nan Meng stood up and adjusted the tie of her small suit, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and followed coldly.

"Hey, daughter-in-law~" Mu Nanlan opened the door and saw Qing Ziqi, and rushed over excitedly.

Hearing this, Nan Meng, who followed behind, twitched the corner of her mouth invisibly.

Hey, my mother has committed an old problem again. When she catches a beautiful girl, she likes to call her daughter-in-law.

Nanmeng has no interest in adult affairs.

After Mu Nanlan hugged Qing Ziqi, she lowered her head and saw Qing Ziqi holding Bo Anjing, her eyes lit up instantly, she knelt down and shook Bo Anjing's little hand with a smile: "Little sister, you look so cute~"

"Hello, Aunt Mu, Aunt Mu is also very good-looking." The good girl in front of the elders, Bo Anjing, has perfect acting skills, and she smiles innocently.

Hearing that Bo Anjing was so sweet, Mu Nanlan smiled even more happily. Seeing that Nanmeng had already greeted Qing Ziqi, she pulled Nanmeng to introduce Bo Anjing: "This is Auntie Mu's son, Nanmeng. You can call him His cute brother."

Brother Meng, Bo Jingjing couldn't help laughing, but recovered soon.

But the ridicule of the name still made Nanmeng, who was already sensitive to her own name, hear it.

Bo Anjing, with perfect acting skills, sorted out her facial expressions, and smiled sweetly at Nanxiang: "Hello, Brother Mengmeng."

"Don't call me Brother Mengmeng." In this life, the last thing Nanmeng wants to hear is the word Mengmeng.

But will Bo Jingjing listen?She was a bad-tempered brat, and seeing this, not only did she not know how to regress, but she also had to make progress with a naive and puzzled face: "Why don't you let me be called Brother Mengmeng? Brother Mengmeng, you are so cute, how appropriate to call you Brother Mengmeng!" , you say yes, Brother Mengmeng."

A series of words, Nanmeng didn't hear anything, only knew that her mind was full of Mengmengmeng at this moment... Mengmengmeng is still Mengmeng.

Immediately, he was so angry that his handsome face flushed slightly, he turned around and left with a cold snort.

Seeing this, Bo Anjing said something to Qing Ziqi and Mu Nanlan, and then chased after them.

Stop Nanmeng: "Brother Mengmeng, can you take me out to play?"

"No." Nan Meng looked cold, found a seat and sat down, holding a few pieces of cardboard and folding them.

Seeing that he ignored her, Bo Anjing walked over and sat next to him, watching Nanmeng fold a small boat with a shed, excitedly said: "Brother Mengmeng, can you teach me to fold one? Let's go out and release it." Boat."

It was Brother Mengmeng again, Nanmeng frowned upon hearing this, narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, thought for a while, and said: "You promise not to call me Brother Mengmeng again, and I will teach you."

Threat?
Bo Anjing blinked and looked at Nanmeng, at those peach blossom eyes and curly eyelashes, and then recalled that her eyelashes were not short, so she stopped looking.After a cold "oh", he said, "Forget it. I like to call you brother Mengmeng. At worst, I'll go back and ask my father to teach me."

After finishing speaking, she got up and went to find Qing Ziqi, she had no nostalgia for Nanmeng at all.

Nan Meng held the paper boat she had just folded, looking a little dazed.

I don't know what's going on, but I feel uncomfortable anyway, holding my breath to eat, and seeing that there are carrots in my bowl, I feel bad immediately: "Mom, why are there carrots again."

(End of this chapter)