"He's still so young. What if we hit him when we sleep?" Master Mu closed his eyes and made a posture of going to sleep, but his tone was very reasonable.

Tang Xiao took a look at the big bed under his body and said, "how can such a big bed be pressed?"

Mu Yun gave her a silent look, rubbed his body toward her flexibly, held her in his arms with his slender arm, and gave her a kiss on the neck,

"If you just sleep, you're not afraid to crush him, but if there's something else rolling around, it's hard to say."

Tang Xiao, "..."

Young master Mu said solemnly, "and children's education must start from childhood. As parents, we must set an example and set a good example. What's more, we can't let our son sleep in the same bed with us. What would he think if he saw us wearing nothing and rolling around together?"

Tang Xiao, "..."

She was almost defeated by this man's thick skin.

How old can a child think even if he really sees something?

Tang Xiao murmured in her heart, but she didn't object any more, because sleepiness meant that when her head touched the pillow, she quickly made a comeback, and now she had occupied the commanding height of her thoughts.

When he was about to fall asleep, Tang Xiao heard the man beside him sigh softly, "just change a baby room, and send his son there at night."

Tang Xiao, "..."

The children are sleeping soundly now. Their faces are full of innocence. They don't know that they have been arranged by their father.

Three days later, it was a full moon banquet for the children of Moslem.

Luxury cars piled up in front of the Mu family's old house.

Mu Yunshen and Tang Xiao are not extravagant people, so they only plan to set up a few tables at home and invite relatives and friends to get together.

Xiao Jingye is the first one in a group of people. He nests in the nursery specially prepared by president Mu to amuse the children, "little milk bag, call little uncle, little milk bag, little milk bag..."

Su Xiaoyu is beside him, very rare ground stares at inside this ball of pink tender soft meat to see.

"If you don't, uncle won't give you a red envelope." Xiao Jingye took out a red velvet bag from his pocket and swayed in front of the children. After shaking for a while, he began to yawn again. "Little milk bag, you have to remember that this red bag was given by my little uncle. My little uncle wrote his name. They are all stingy. They certainly don't give as much as my little uncle. You have to remember, ah."

Before he finished, he was hit on the head. Mu xiaorou stood behind him and said with a smile, "nonsense again. Can the red envelope you gave me be as big as mine?"

"Dead girl is more and more unruly." Xiao Jing night laugh scold a way, "saw a face to connect a person all don't call?"

Mu xiaorou raised her face and sincerely uttered a word, "human."

Xiao Jing smoked at the corner of his mouth and quickly changed the topic, "have you finished your final exam? How was the exam? "

Mu xiaorou glanced at him, "I told you that you don't understand, asking what you are doing so clearly."

"..." Xiao Jing was startled at night. Why do the little girls talk so arrogantly with their elders now?

Mu xiaorou seems to think that the tone is a little heavy, so he quickly added a sentence to get rid of the relationship and said, "this is what my little uncle said, it has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Jingye kneaded mu Yunshen into a ball in his heart. He turned around and decided to stay away from these talented students who only know how to study. He turned to tease the children and said, "little uncle, little uncle, give you sugar."

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