Nether King's Genius Wife

However, she also knows that she and Mu Yun have just met each other just now, so that she can give her son rest assured to herself. Zhen Qingqing's heart is also a little uneasy and uneasy, for fear that she will not rest assured.

"Well, I'll trouble you."

Who knows Mu Yun Shan two words also did not say, directly handed over the lunar calendar in the past.

Zhen Qingqing, who is flattered, is surprised and grateful. She takes over the little lunar calendar and holds it in her arms and teases her.

Looking at Zhen Qingqing's appearance, mu Yunzhen automatically understands her excitement as grandma's excitement for the next generation of parents. Anyway, it can't be because of herself.

Don't look at Zhen Qingqing, who is also a woman of her own age, but also has a daughter of her own age. Mu Yundi is eating leisurely and watching her busy trying to feed food with the little lunar calendar on the opposite side.

"Oh, why are they all spilt?"

Zhen Qingqing wept and looked at the smiling happy little lunar calendar. It seemed that she didn't want to eat at all. However, his little hands tightly grasped the spoon and refused to let go, which made her very distressed.

But that's just a moment.

Zhen Qingqing, who quickly mastered the rule of teasing and coaxing the rice, finally managed to feed a spoonful of rice into the mouth of the little lunar calendar.

Wipe the forehead, head are anxious to come out of the fine sweat, Zhen Qingqing shyly looked at Mu Yun, sighed.

"I never thought it would be so hard to take care of a child."

Although she gave birth to Mu Yun and Zhen Yu, she did not take care of her for a day, so naturally she did not experience the hardship of being a mother.

Eyes slowly become a little sad up, Zhen Qingqing looks at Mu Yun's eyes gradually become ruddy.

"If I hadn't been taken away by him, maybe my daughter would have been as clever as the lunar calendar."

looking down at the little lunar calendar in her arms, Zhen Qingqing's tears immediately fell out.

"I didn't expect my daughter to be so old when I saw her again."

Looking up at Mu Yun, her heart is full of bitterness.

"You tell your mother, have you ever hated me?"

"No, never hated."

Mu Yun put down the dishes and chopsticks, looking at Zhen Qingqing seriously, the expression on his face is also sincere and incomparable.

Why did she hate it?

From the very beginning, mu Yunzhen only regards Zhen Qingqing as the mother of this body, not her mother. There is no emotion at all, and naturally there is no hatred.

However, Zhen Qingqing is deeply moved by Mu Yunji's answer. The tears, which originally came out of her eyes, are still flowing like a leak in a watering cart

Er Can you stop crying?

Mu Yun Leng Leng Leng looked at the cry like the surging river water Zhen Qingqing, I really don't know how to comfort a woman who loves to cry.

She was born without this skill. What should I do?

"That, er, yes!"

After a lot of searching, I found a way to get off the topic. At least she could stop her tears for a while. Mu Yun asked her with a smile.

"What's wrong with Da Yue? Why are people's lifestyles so different from ours?"

Sure enough, Zhen Qingqing blinked her eyes and stopped crying.

But she hesitated for a moment to answer the question.

Mu Yun slightly frowned and felt that her hesitation seemed to have some problems.