Chapter 1025

Smell speech, song Xiaoya's face more red, like a ripe shrimp, fortunately such light is not strong, otherwise she really want to find a hole to drill in.

She said angrily, "get off your daddy's shoulders and walk on your own."

"All right!"

Song Ruiqi reluctantly climbed down from Mu Junhao's shoulder, like a little adult, sighed: "there is a saying on the Internet, how to say, son is an accident, the other half is true love."

“……” Song Xiaoya couldn't smile bitterly and said with a straight face: "bear boy, who taught you this? No more cell phones and computers from today on. "

Song Ruiqi wails, hugs Mu Junhao's thigh and looks up at Mu Junhao pitifully.

"Don't, Daddy! I'm going to play with cell phones and computers. "

"Play..."

Mu Junhao looks at his son's innocent cute eyes, and his heart is sprouting. Let alone playing with mobile phones, even if his son wants natural stars, he has to find a way to pick them off and give them to him.

But just as he said a syllable, he felt the chill on his back.

He turned his head to look at the woman behind him, and immediately rebuked: "play, you know how to play. What kind of computer and mobile phone do you play at a young age! From today on, you have to listen to mommy for everything. Mommy says that if you go east, you have to go east, but not west. Have you heard me clearly? "

Song Ruiqi felt hopeless, "Daddy, when did you become so unruly?"

On second thought, he showed a little devil like smile, "Daddy, are you the same as me, listen to mommy for everything?"

Mu Junhao didn't even think about it. He looked solemn, "of course! Daddy will listen to mommy for everything

Finish saying, he is proud toward song Xiaoya to pick eyebrow tip, "wife, do you say good?"? I'll leave my life to you in the future! "

“……”

Song Xiaoya fue, didn't you just talk about them? How did you say that to her?

Cough!

But is he in charge of his life?

"It depends on your performance!"

Song Xiaoya put her hands behind her, straightened her back, walked gracefully in front of her father and son like a proud white swan.

Mu Junhao was stunned for a long time before she came back to herself. Did she promise to be with him all her life?

When the reaction came, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

One meter long legs two or three steps toward her, strong holding her hand, can't wait to show loyalty.

"Xiaoya, I'll treat you well. I'll listen to you for everything!"

"I said it's up to you." Song Xiaoya is still proud, but in the direction that he can't see, he raises his lips.

Song Ruiqi clapped her hands happily, "Daddy and Mommy are reconciled. We can be with Daddy again."

Mu Junhao's heart was blocked.

Mommy is true love, daddy is a gift.

On second thought, song Ruiqi was brought up by song Xiaoya. It's reasonable for her son to think so.

The housekeeper and servant soon found that the atmosphere of the family changed when they came home from the walk.

At dinner, there was no extra expression on the faces of the husband and wife. They went out for a walk, and each face was full of smiling faces. Especially the husband, holding the young master in one hand and the wife in the other, turned into a flower with a smile on his face.

"Wife, I don't want to take a bath tonight, OK?" When he reached the stairway, Mu Junhao suddenly asked.

Song Xiaoya glanced at him, "yes! You can sleep on the sofa or on the floor. You can choose one! "

Mu Junhao lamented wrongly, "Aung, wife, you really don't love me!"

A group of crows flew over Song Xiaoya's head, with a string of ellipsis behind him, "which word can I tell that I don't love you?"

Mu Junhao pouted his thin, sexy lips. "My husband said I don't want to take a bath. Shouldn't my wife say that my husband is tired and doesn't want to take a bath. My wife will help you wash it."

"Hooligans!"

Song Xiaoya blushes to the root of her ear, stares at him, and walks to the bedroom.

Her wet eyes glared. She didn't have any momentum at all. Instead, she seemed to seduce him.

As soon as Mu Junhao's throat was tight, his heart itched.

He coaxed song Ruiqi: "son, you go to take a bath with your nanny and aunt, and daddy goes back to his room first."

"All right!" Song Ruiqi waved his hand in disgust, "go to coax your daughter-in-law!"

"Son of a bitch!" Unable to laugh or cry, Mu Junhao pinched song Ruiqi's fleshy face and changed his white face.

Song Ruiqi was not angry to clap his hand, "don't move my face, I will depend on my face to eat in the future."

Last time I met an aunt on the road. The aunt said that she was so handsome and lovely. When she grew up, she didn't know how many girls she would cheat. She could eat by her face.

Although he didn't know what it meant to eat by this face, it was probably that this face was very important and something to be happy and proud of!Mu Junhao choked, "promising, Mao did not want to be a small white face!"

The thought that his son, Mu Junhao, wanted to be a little white faced made him feel congested.

Song Ruiqi's small eyebrows are wrinkled high, curious baby general asked: "Daddy, what does it mean that the hair is not long?"

"Er..."

Mu Junhao felt that he had always been wise and powerful, but now he was asked by his four year old child.

"Son, you can't be so curious about everything. When you grow up, you will know."

Worried that song Ruiqi would come up with some messy problems, Mu Junhao ran away quickly, "son, take a bath and sleep quickly, good night."

Looking at her father's escape, song Ruiqi touches her chin.

Hum! I want to get rid of him again!

Think of what, clear and beautiful big eyes flash a ray of cunning light, hook the corner of the lip, cold hum a, open small short legs, toward his children's room.

When Mu Junhao returns to his bedroom, he finds that song Xiaoya is not in the room.

He immediately frowned and soon heard the sound of water.

Happy, he strode toward the bathroom.

Song Xiaoya is bending over and testing the water temperature in the bathtub with her fingers.

Mu Junhao steps in and embraces song Xiaoya's waist from behind.

"Baby, shall we take a bath together?"

Song Xiaoya heard the eager footsteps and knew that he was coming in. She stood up and pushed away his hand. Her beautiful little face raised her lips and laughed like a little fox.

"The bath water is ready for you. Wash it yourself."

Mu Junhao grabbed her hand and hugged her forcefully. His handsome face was full of evil spirit and a smile. "Do you think you can walk away at this time?"

Song Xiaoya was in a hurry and quickly stretched out her hand to support him on his chest. Her eyes glared at him angrily, "no! Who just listened to me? That's how long it took to be disobedient! "

Mu Junhao

Did he dig a hole for himself just now?

"Xiaoya ~ ~" his bright eyes winked at her, lengthened the ending, and begged.

The strong can't do it. Can he come to the soft?

"Hum ~ ~"

Song Xiaoya picks her eyebrows, throws him a haughty back and walks out of the bathroom.

Mu Junhao shook his head helplessly.

He sniffed his body and immediately frowned in disgust.

Last night, working all night, several smoking men gathered in an office, all smelling of smoke.

He could not bear to take off his clothes, thinking, after the bath Hey, hey, hey!

When I think about it, my mood will inevitably become excited.

He couldn't wait to take a bath, and within five minutes he came out of the bathroom.

In the bedroom, there is a little bump under the white quilt.

Mu Junhao eyes a dark, rubbing the palm forward, "wife, I come!"

The tall figure pounced on the quilt and firmly pressed the bulge under it.

The next second, song Xiaoya lifted the quilt and glared at him angrily, "go down."

"Wife, no!"

"Get down quickly!" Song Xiaoya's pretty face was a little worried.

"I won't go down!"

Is it strange to be obedient at this time? He is not Liu Xiahui. He is indifferent to his wife.

He lifted the quilt, but suddenly a small head came out from under it.

Xiaobaozi had a sly smile on his face, and his voice was clear and loud: "Daddy! what are you doing? Why don't you get dressed? Shame face

Looking at the small head suddenly drilled out from under the quilt, the blue veins on Mu Junhao's forehead jumped.

"Song Rui Qi! Who told you to hide in the quilt? "