Chapter 206

Gu Ling didn't want her daughter to think she acquiesced in her behavior. She shouted coldly, "really? I remember you were my servant and became his uncle's running dog when. You'd better take back the meal. Naturally, someone cooked and sent it to me.

The housekeeper was shocked. I don't know why Mr. Gu suddenly lost his temper. He has been serving the employer for so many years and has always been in his heart. He thinks he can still figure out his mind. This time, he suddenly lost his temper, but there is no sign. He stood in his place and was embarrassed.

"Take your things with you." Gu Ling shouted angrily again.

Yang Xueyi has a bottom in her heart. Gu Ling is not angry. She is still very angry with her lost child. What she wants is this effect.

Out of the ward, the housekeeper reported the situation to Gu Wanyin. Gu Wanyin was a little surprised, but even if she understood what was going on, it seemed that she was lying down and shot. This matter had nothing to do with herself, but dad should doubt himself. Otherwise, how could she dump her face like this? She was in a bad mood in an instant.

Bill was ordered to wait a few more days, so he ate, drank and played with her every day.

Gao Jun is still busy at work every day and calls Gu Wanyin every day. However, Gu Wanyin's attitude is becoming more and more perfunctory. He either doesn't answer the phone or says he has something to do in two words. Fortunately, he doesn't care about it, so it doesn't matter. He just insists on making a call every day In order to create an illusion that I still love you.

Lin Mutong has been in a much better mood since he was enlightened by them. He still lies in bed with his children every day, waiting for the month to pass, so he can play with a small distance of ink.

Mo Zhiyao is only less than a month old, but he is particularly interested in new things. He looks at his mother and everyone with big eyes open on the big bed every day. By the way, he does something meaningful to his favorite things. Mo Li's long hair, Lin Mutong's hair and even the tape on youyou's clothes have been stained with his saliva, as long as it's his favorite thing West, he grabbed it and put it in his mouth.

When Mo Li came to see Lin Mutong with jingle, little mo Zhiyao was lying in his mother's arms suckling, but his small eyes looked at Mo Li on one side, very happy.

Mo Li reached out and touched his little face: "ah, it seems that we are fat again."

Mo Zhiyuan saw that he was breast fed. He directly stretched out his small hand and teased her hand to the side, which made two adults very excited.

"This child is so domineering now, it will be great in the future." Mo Li made a summary conclusion. Little mo Zhiyao was better than his father when he was younger.

Dingdang looked at the two people laughing like that and rubbed into bed directly. To see Mo Zhiyao who was still sucking, he suddenly saw a hairy dog in front of him. Xiao Mo Zhiyao loosened his mother's nipple, stretched out his small hand and struggled excitedly to Dingdang. His mouth was still babbling and making an incomprehensible sound.

Lin Mutong simply ignored him and let him play on the bed. Jingle was more gentle. He lay down obediently and let his little hands touch. When he was unhappy, he slapped him. Looking at the happy appearance of the little master, jingle had to continue to lie down and stretch out his pink tongue to lick his hand from time to time.

Suddenly, Xiaomo Zhiyao suddenly seemed to find something fun. He grabbed jingle's tail and began to put it in his mouth, and pulled it hard.

Dingdang felt pain and wailed. He quickly jumped out of bed and shouted at Lin Mutong. It was obvious that Mo Zhiyao pulled its tail. After this time, Dingdang didn't dare to underestimate the little master any more. From now on, whenever he plays with the little master, he must be on guard against him at any time.

Lin Mutong picked up Mo Zhiyao and said, "son, that's jingle. It's your good friend. Can you bully others? If you pull someone's tail, they will hurt."

Mo Zhiyao still doesn't understand, but he knows to stretch out his fingers and point to jingle, eerie.

Moli picked up Dingdang and stroked its head. It immediately looked at the little master meekly and didn't rub up again. However, it didn't rub up, but mozhiyao wanted to touch it. He struggled with his body and stretched out his small hand to touch its furry head. Dingdang turned his head and ignored him.

Then, Mo Zhiyao cried unkindly at his mother, sobbing, tears still hanging on his face. His crying face was not red and his heart didn't jump, just like being bullied.

Mo ziyao heard his son's cry downstairs. He rushed to the room step by step and just saw his son crying with his mouth open.

He didn't bully Mo Zhiyao. He picked him up from Lin Mutong's hand and coaxed him carefully: "what's the matter, what's the matter, son, who bullied you?"

The little guy stretched out his hand and pointed at jingle bell. He still kept jumping up and was about to jump up.

Dingdang then barked at Mozi and protested, saying that he didn't bully the little master.

Mo ziyao had a black line on his face. What, his son was afraid of the dog? The child in his arms still threw himself at jingle, which was a look of disgust.

Lin Mutong looked at his son and smiled happily. Moli was carefully coaxing Dingdang to play with Xiaomo. Xiaojiao Dingdang ignored the mood that others asked him to play with Xiaobu.

Mo Ziyao looked as like as two peas in his face when he was still crying.

Mozi Yao couldn't help but hold his son and sat on Dingdang's back. The little guy immediately stopped raining and the weather cleared. He grabbed Dingdang's ear and ignored Dingdang's expression of grievance.

From this day on, Dingdang probably thought that he would go away from the little master in the future.

Mo Li looked at him and kissed him. He still held jingle's ears, and then sent them to his mouth under the gaze of three pairs of eyes. Jingle was going to leave. Fortunately, Mo Li was holding Mo away, otherwise the little guy might be on the ground.

Seeing that Dingdang was gone, the little guy began to cry again. Therefore, Lin Mutong couldn't bear to watch his son bully poor Dingdang again, so he had to coax him. Moli hurried out with Dingdang.

"No, who is it like? He learned to bully others when he was so young?" Mo ziyao looked at his son's grinning and couldn't understand.

Lin Mutong couldn't help laughing, "of course it's like you."