Cute Baby's Mommy Wants Love

Mu Zhanqian had no expression: "are you sure you want to talk about this with me now?"

Zou Linyu, Mu's grandmother, and her two grandchildren were staring at them with six big eyes.

Mu Zhenhai, the grandfather of mu, was stunned, but he felt even worse when he was angry. He hummed: "go to the hospital, go home and count with you!"

"Aren't you suffering from myocardial infarction? I just went to the hospital last night and left the hospital today. Is it too anxious? " Zou Linyu is not at ease, "why don't I ask the attending doctor first?"

"I can't die!"

"It's nothing?" Zou Linyu is still worried, but mu Zhanqian is very clear about his master's mind. He didn't say anything, so he turned to go to the hospital.

"Bring me my clothes!" Mu Zhenhai turned over and got up.

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Granny Mu was relieved. She thought about what she had said just now and said to him, "what happened last night, old man? What's the matter with that girl of Qin family? Did you arrange for them to meet yesterday? Did you see it? "

"See a fart!" I thought that pretending to be ill and being hospitalized forced Mu Zhanqian to agree, and meeting with the Qin family girl was a certainty.

In order to show the authenticity, he dragged his old bones to stay in the hospital he didn't like the most. That bastard was good, and he ran away in the middle of the way. Mr. Mu almost lost his temper and became ill.

To the big clean and clear eyes of his grandson and granddaughter, Mu Zhenhai eased his face and cleared his throat again. He was not angry and told: "you two are not allowed to learn from your disobedient father, do you hear me?"

The two little guys are like villains. I can see that my grandfather is angry. Without saying a word, he nods.

In front of her grandchildren, Zou Linyu is full of curiosity, but for the sake of her son's face, she can only swallow it back for a while.

Director Zhang and several senior managers of the hospital sent Mu family and his party to the gate of the hospital.

Two old people in their driver's car.

Mu Jiaxing and Mu Zichen take the car from their father Mu Zhanqian.

When the car started, a small thing fell out of Mu Zichen's pocket.

Mu Jiaxing is about to pick it up.

Mu Zichen rushed to grab it and held it in his arms: "this is my baby. No one is allowed to touch it!"

"Cut!" Mu Jiaxing has no interest in the little girl's baby and turns her head out of the window.

Mu Zichen came over again and said in a small voice, "I tell you, you can't tell others that it's from my aunt's clothes!"

"Auntie? The aunt of the hospital just now? " Mu Jiaxing raised his voice.

Mu Zichen quickly covered his mouth with his little hand.

"What Auntie?" Mu Zhanqian's voice came from the front seat.

Mu Zichen rolled his eyes at Mu Jiaxing. My brother is so stupid. He was so loud that my father heard him!

Mu Jiaxing didn't care. He stood up and put his little arm on the back of the driver's seat: "it's the aunt I met in the hospital. Dad, can you lend me your mobile phone?"

"Moka hang, I remember I said no games!"

Mu Jiaxing wronged: "not playing games, I will send a message."

Since he once applied for a game account with his mobile phone and copied the surnames of a hundred families for three days, how dare he play games with his mobile phone.

"No contact with strangers, either!"

Mu Jiaxing didn't give up and pointed to Mu Zichen: "Chenchen picked up her things. Maybe she is looking everywhere now. I sent a message to tell her about it!"

Mu Zichen

This is what she finally picked up from her aunt's clothes, because she likes her aunt so much that she wants to stay as a souvenir, but mu Jiaxing is so hateful that she betrays her! Hum, she will never talk to Mu Jiaxing again!

Mu Zhanqian's big hand stretched out: "take it!"

Mu Zichen stares at Mu Jiaxing fiercely.

Mu Jiaxing touched his little nose and turned his face to one side. He didn't see it.

"Dad, it's from my aunt's clothes. I don't think she wants to go back very much." Mu Zichen is unwilling to hand the light yellow bow to Mu Zhanqian's big palm.

"Whether it's important or not, it's all picked up. Of course, we have to return it to its original owner. Dad, didn't you ask us to be a person of good conduct? Is it difficult for a person of good conduct not to return other people's things when he picks them up? " Mu Jiaxing argued.

Mu Zichen's eyes were red: "who said I'm not good? It's really from my aunt's clothes. I didn't steal it... "Mu Zhanqian looked at it and found that it was not a heavy object, but a common ornament.

He frowned and pondered for a few seconds, handed things back to his daughter, and then threw his cell phone to his son: "you ask, if necessary, you can return it."

"All right, Dad!" Mu Jiaxing smiles and sits back to pick up the note from his pocket.

Mu Zichen clenched the bow, suffering from a delicate small face, a tangle in his heart.

She wants to leave the bow and see her aunt again. Does she want her aunt to have it or not? It's very annoying.

After dialing the number, Mu Jiaxing's face turned crimson and quickly cut it off.

So repeatedly several times, Mu Zhanqian saw from the rearview mirror, eyebrow: "no number?"