Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Words haven't finished, Mo Yuxuan was directly twisted collar to pull up.

The little partner's mother, embarrassed, said hello in a hurry and took the child to another place.

Mo Beiting looked at him with a cold face: "who taught you?"

Just now, Mo Yuxuan, who was also full of eyebrows, suddenly looked like eggplant beaten by frost. His small face collapsed and his eyes were red. He looked at him wrongly. "Dad, I'm wrong. Don't hit me."

The voice was a little loud. Everyone around heard it. He turned around and looked at him with a face of condemnation.

But because Mo Beiting's aura was too strong, he turned his head after a glance.

Yi Qiao is laughing. After giving birth to her baby, she always has short hair, pretty and white skin. In the sun, the whole person seems to be shining.

Mo Beiting looked at her coldly.

Kindergarten teacher ran over, "Yuxuan dad, Yuxuan is very good at school. He has something to say to the child. Don't do it. It's bad for his psychological growth."

Mo Beiting sneered and let go of the hand that tugged Mo Yuxuan's collar.

Bad for his psychological growth?

Hum.

Just him?

It's thick enough to stop bullets.

Come back from the outing.

Opened the door, Mo Yu Xuan SA Ya son of run toward inside, "Granny GUI, I am very hungry, there is no food."

Sister GUI looked at Mo Yuxuan's growing up. She felt like something. As soon as she heard that he was hungry, she said in a hurry, "yes, young master, please sit down first and come right away."

Mo Beiting changed his shoes and went in, "sister GUI, don't carry it. Mo Yuxuan, go up to the study and punish me. Give me a good list of when I beat you, when I finished the list, and when I came out for dinner."

Mo Yuxuan

He obediently went to the study and stood against the wall.

Although he is skinny, he is afraid of his father.

……

Mo Beiting and Yi Qiao go upstairs to change their clothes and play outside all day, sweating all over.

On the second floor, Yi Qiao just reached out to open the door, Mo Beiting suddenly grabbed her shoulder and pushed her into the room.

The door slammed shut as soon as I hooked it.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, Mo Beiting took her waist and turned around, pressing her on the wall.

Yi Joe didn't have time to react at all, so he pressed up and put his strong arm on her side, close to her ear.

In the dark, she could feel the blood rushing in Mo Beiting's blood vessels, pounding her eardrum.

He bowed his head to kiss her on the lips, bit by bit deep tossing.

Reach behind her and lock the door.

Kiss for a while, Yi Qiao hears the voice that he unties leather belt, stretch out hand to push him: "Yu Xuan is still outside."

"He's in his study. He won't be here for a while."

Mo Beiting said vaguely while kissing her.

"Bang bang."

There is a knock at the door.

Yi Joe looked up and took a deep breath.

Mo Beiting gasped twice, pressed down the gasp in his voice and asked, "who?"

"Dad, it's me, Yuxuan."

The children's voice is soft, and some words are not clear.

Yi Qiao

She pushed him subconsciously.

Mo Beiting pressed his back and imprisoned him in his arms.

Next second

Yi Qiao all curled up, even toes tightly curled up, back against the cold hard door, knock a little pain.

There was water vapor in her eyes, and her fingers squeezed his shoulder tightly: "hooligan."

"Try another curse?" Mo Beiting gave an ambiguous warning in her ear, and raised his voice to ask Mo Yuxuan outside. His voice was cold, and there was no abnormality at all. "What's the matter?"

Yi Qiao: "smelly hooligan."

Mo Beiting took a look at her, did not refute, but tormented her on another matter.

Yi Qiao pursed her lips and didn't dare to say anything.

He gave a "yes".

Mo Yuxuan put his hands on both sides, close to the seam of his trousers, stood straight, looking ahead.

Standard military posture.

"Dad, I'm wrong. I shouldn't lie. You haven't hit me. You haven't touched me at all. You're the most righteous and kind elder I've ever met. Please forgive me."

Mo Beiting

There's no sound in there.

Mo Yuxuan was extremely aggrieved, "I will treat you well in the future. I won't punish you to squat in the corner for a small matter. I won't give you food. Please forgive me for my filial piety."

"Who taught you that?" Mo Beiting is sweating all over, breathing shortly, staring at Yi Qiao hanging on him, her face and neck are pale pink.