When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 118 Baby Talk Tenth Level
And Bei Yan was already dizzy after 10 minutes of driving with his messy driving skills since she was a child. She kept covering her mouth all the way for fear of vomiting.

An hour's drive.

The car drove to a secluded and quiet quadrangle villa with black tiles and white walls.

Next to this luxurious Chinese-style house, there is another house of the same type but with a different style. It is a particularly thick gray wall and red door in Qing Dynasty architecture.

The car stopped, and Meng Zixian was the first to get out of the car. With a sullen face, he went around to Beiyan's side, opened the door for her, still covering the roof with his hand, and Shi Xiaohuaihua also got out of the car.

Just as he took a breath of the smoggy air, Meng Zixian suddenly appeared behind him, caught off guard, and kicked his ass up!

When the little Sophora japonica flower was planted forward, Mencius Xian's angry voice came from behind: "I see you didn't sleep this time, please forgive me, next time you make noise in my car, I can't kick you to death!"

After speaking, when he turned his head to look at Beiyan, he saw that Beiyan was standing outside taking a deep breath, and became gentle in an instant, "Uncomfortable?"

"No."

Seeing that the kid was fine, he took Beiyan and walked towards the red gate.

Xiaohuaihua rubbed her butt and yelled at him: "You don't want to go home!"

The white wall is his Meng family. On the plaque at the gate, there are four words inscribed by Meng's mother herself: Virtue carries things.

The Red Gate is from the Mohist school, and the characters on it are not in Chinese, so Beiyan can't read them, but she also knows that they are in Manchu script.

Seeing that Meng Zixian had already knocked on the door, Meng Zihuai pouted, seeing that the door was open, he pushed it open and went in.

After a while, the door of the Mo family was also opened.

It was opened by the nanny of the Mo family.

Seeing that it was Meng Zixian, the nanny hurriedly said, "Eldest young master, our young master is in the side hall."

"Ah."

The whole building is full of luxury in the sense of age. All the way to the side hall, the moment Mencius pushed open the double door carved with solid wood, the breath of children rushed to his face.

At the same time, there were children's happy shouts of "Yah Ya".

After entering, I saw Mo Yang and a bald-headed little boy carved in pink and jade, sitting on the same toddler scooters, gliding on the spacious ground.

The room is full of toys, and there are many photos of different sizes hanging on the wall. The biggest and most conspicuous one is the photo of Mo Yang and the child.

Seeing this Bei Yan was a little puzzled. Since it was a group photo, there should be a photo of the child's mother.

"Yo, rare guest!"

Mo Luo suddenly spoke, interrupting Bei Yan's thoughts. The father was full of joy, he kicked hard, the car turned around, and slipped in front of the two, looking happier than his son.

At the same time, the little baby saw Meng Zixian, and showed him a few front teeth that had just popped out, and shouted happily: "Ba, Nai!"

Mo Yang translated: "My son said, godfather is here."

Hearing this, the corners of Meng Zixian's mouth slowly opened: "Have you passed the tenth level of baby language?"

Then he squatted down again, stretched out his hand to pinch the child's face, and said with a smile: "Xiao Huaihua said that Ah Li is ill, does it seem to be doing well now?"

Seeing Meng Zixian like this, Mo Yang was slightly taken aback, and quickly understood what was going on.

His expression became subtle, "Well, I had a severe fever last night, and it will be fine in the morning."

Mencius nodded his head enviously, and said to little A Li, "Come here, give me a hug from godfather!"

Xiao Ali looks less than two years old and can walk, but he is a bit slow in learning language. He can understand what adults say, but he doesn't speak much.

He seemed to like Meng Zixian very much, and he opened his arms to hug him.

(End of this chapter)