Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 1199 I won't rob food from my son
As soon as his mouth left the food source, his sonorous crying came, as if he was being tortured, the crying was heart-piercing.

Mo Junbo was stunned, his big palm was still supporting his son's butt, this crying almost didn't scare him.

Ever since he became a father, Mo Junbo can be said to be a very qualified father. He bathes the child, wipes his buttocks, wipes his body, puts on clothes, and changes diapers.

He seems to be born to do this, anyway, he can learn it quickly, and he is very proficient, he will not hurt the child at all because of his big hands and feet and his blunt movements, on the contrary, he is very gentle.

When Yang Lihe watched his movements, sometimes he felt very delicious.

Damn, it's not necessarily so gentle to her in bed, it's so soft that it's almost dripping water.

She is all kinds of rude, domineering and tough to her, why does it turn into soft fingers when it comes to her son?

If he was so tender and caring for his daughter, she would admit it.But these are two sons, how can he be so gentle as a big man?Why didn't you see that he was so tender to her that he could drip water on the bed?

Mo Junbo had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​taking him away, and let his son wash it after eating, but he felt sorry for the tender meat, whether the wet smell would make his little butt I'm bored.

Yang Lihe rolled his eyes at him angrily, and threw his son into his big palm, "Go, it stinks to death. Hurry up and wash it before eating."

"Still crying!" Mo Junbo said with a distressed face.

Yang Lihe rolled his eyes at him again, and said indifferently, "Which child doesn't cry? He won't cry when he hits the water."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the younger son, picked him up, and then fed him.

Mo Junbo had no choice but to walk towards the bathroom with his son who was still crying.

As Yang Lihe said, the child stopped crying as soon as it got in the water, and instead there was a "giggle" chuckle.

"Mo Er, Mo Yi is a foodie, don't you think so?" Yang Lihe was talking to his younger son while feeding him.

Mo Yi and Mo Er are the names Yang Lihe gave to his two sons.Who let it be two gas goods?She didn't want to spend all her time and brain cells thinking of names for them, just one thing or two.

In the bathroom, Mo Junbo twitched the corner of his mouth involuntarily when he heard her shout "Mo Yi, Mo Er".

Only Yang Lihe, who was so dissatisfied with his two sons, could come up with this name.

This must be how much you don't want to see your son!

Then Yang Lihe murmured to himself again from outside, "Mo Er, from now on, Aunt Tong's family will be counting on you! Mo Yi is a glutton, and expecting him to pick up girls is simply worse than yours." Dad is not as good as you! Your dad was so cold back then. If I hadn’t been thick-skinned and tricky enough, he would have been a bachelor for the rest of his life. Well, I should have been a little colder back then, so that He tastes what it's like not to be hugged by a woman. No!"

In the bathroom, Mo Junbo, who was washing Mo Yi's ass, was twitching again, his face was dark and smelly.

However, the woman outside continued to complain endlessly, "I should have successfully seduced him to the bed and let him taste the meat before pretending to be cold, and then let him sleep alone. I How could he be lazy on my bed so unscrupulously? Well, this is a big miscalculation. "

Yang Lihe was the only one who could jump directly from the little princess in Mo Zitong's stomach to herself, and still speak in a serious manner.

Although Mo Junbo's face darkened a lot, he didn't ignore his son, and the movements of his hands were still so skillful and gentle. One big palm supported his son who was no different from a loach, and the other big palm helped him wash his hands. Pulling the stinky little butt, the ear continued to listen to the woman outside talking to herself.

"Second brother, if you take care of Aunt Tong's little princess, my mother will definitely look at you differently, and you will get a big prize. I don't have any hope for Mo Yi, a fool who can only eat, drink, and sleep. From now on we The happiness of the family depends entirely on you, you have to fight for me, understand?"

Yang Lihe looked at his youngest son, and was lecturing in a serious manner, coveting the daughter in Mo Zitong's belly in his mind.

In the bathroom, when Mo Junbo heard the word "Second", he suddenly felt a tightness somewhere in himself, and then he reacted in a useless manner.

It seems that he has been abstinent for too long, and he can't stand even a little teasing.

Mo Er opened a pair of beautiful dark eyes, looking at Yang Lihe flickeringly, as if he could hear her words.

In this regard, Yang Lihe expressed his satisfaction.

From now on, her daughter's dreams will all depend on this young son.

Well, in the future, she should take better care of this promising young son. As for the unpromising son, he will only eat, drink, and sleep with him, and abandon him.

Poor Mo Yi, how could he know that he was so innocently abandoned by his own mother.

How could he be an idiot who only knows how to eat, drink, and sleep, and Yang Lihe will look at him differently in the future, regretting her own prejudice today.

After Mo Junbo bathed his son, dried his body, changed into a new set of clean clothes, and wrapped him in a diaper, he carried his son out of the bathroom and walked to Yang Lihe's side again.

Yang Lihe had already fed Mo Er, and when Mo Junbo handed Mo Yi to her, she pulled down her clothes and said calmly, "It's already eaten, he won't cry anyway, Then stop eating. Put him on the bed and let him sleep."

Mo Junbo looked at her in disbelief, with a playful smile on his lips, and said unhurriedly, "Is it really empty, or are you planning to store it?"

Yang Lihe rolled his eyes at him, and said nonchalantly, "Storage? Mr. Mo, why am I storing this thing? Do you want to leave dry food for you?"

Mo Junbo put his son on the crib, took the younger son from her arms, and put him back on the crib.Then he turned around sharply, supported her sides with his hands, directly trapped her in his arms, and moved his face closer to her for a while.

Yang Lihe was startled by his sudden movement, instinctively leaned back, and stared at him with wide eyes.

His deep, black eyes were like obsidian, and he stared straight at her shining brightly, his warm breath spraying on her face.

The familiar smell was what she had been looking forward to for a long time, and it was also the smell she was attached to. Yang Lihe couldn't help closing his eyes, waiting for his next move.

"I don't compete with my son for food."

(End of this chapter)