President Daddy is super strong

All night long, Muqiqi was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

Today, too much time has taken place. Her mind is in a mess. She doesn't know whether it's true or not. Now she only hopes to see he Jiajun early tomorrow and ask about the course of things.

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people who can't sleep tonight are more than just Muqiqi.

Mo yanjue, who returned to his room, was equally excited and uneasy. He hoped that his beloved woman would finally come back in three years. This joy was enough to keep him awake for several days and nights.

So he has been staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, thinking about what happened today.

It's not too untrue. Up to now, he can't believe it's true.

Finally, he came out of the room to take a bath and change clothes. He happened to meet the servant passing by. He looked at the closed door over there and asked casually, "is your wife up?"

The servant smiled, and when his wife came back, they were very happy. "Get up, I was dragged by the young master to run in the morning."

Running?

Deep eyes squinted, and a smile appeared on her face. She could be taken out by her son to run, which shows that she has been used to it gradually, right?

With this in mind, he quickened his pace and strode downstairs, ready to wait for their mother and son to return.

Sitting in the sofa, I picked up the most wanted Financial Daily on the tea table. Just after turning two pages, the tired sweating woman and the stinky boy ran into the door. They talked and laughed and changed their shoes at the porch. They didn't notice his existence at all.

"Tired or not? Do you want to take a bath first? " Change the shoes, Muqiqi gently rubbed the top of the little guy's head.

The little guy raised his little face and smiled in the sunshine. He rubbed against her intimately. "Let's take a bath first and then come down for dinner."

Looking at the mother and son walking hand in hand in front of him, they did not look at him at all. The newspaper in their hands "swished" and threw it on the coffee table, and the surrounding air pressure suddenly fell to the freezing point.

Muqiqi, who had already stepped up the steps, turned his head when he heard the sound. Then he noticed a big Buddha sitting in the sofa, with a face like an iceberg, looking angry.

I get angry in the morning. How not sunny is my psychology?

Muqiqiaozui, but still polite way: "early!"

Finally got the attention of the beloved woman, the people in the sofa raised their eyelids to look at her, and said, "hurry up and clean up for dinner."

Muqiqi subconsciously asked, "is he Jiajun coming soon?"

He Jiajun! He Jiajun again!

Three words are inseparable from he Jiajun!

The bottom line of Mo yanjue's patience was completely bombarded by her. He stood up angrily from the sofa, a chill came out from his eyes, gave her a fierce look, and then strode towards the restaurant.

Looking at the cold back of the man, Muqiqi's fingers holding the handrail of the stairs increased their strength.

"Mommy, come on." The little guy who had run up the second floor didn't wait for mommy to come back to find her. He stood on the stairs and beckoned her.

"Come on!" Muqiqi returns to her mind and digests all the unhappiness quickly, thinking that as long as he Jiajun comes, she can figure out all the things, so bear it.

In this way, I feel much more comfortable, and then I quicken my pace and walk upstairs.