Chapter 565

War is not to say that we can fight immediately. Although there are signs of war in the northwest, the people in the northwest still live in peace and warmth. Because they believe that no matter what happens, the fire of Mohist army will not be ignited in their homes.

However, the officials and generals of dingwangfu knew that the calm in front of them would never last long. They are all preparing in secret.

Mo xiuyao in Prince Ding's residence did not seem to be anxious about the situation outside. After the military exercise, he rewarded the officers and soldiers who should be rewarded. The person who should be repaired was thrown to a place for repair, and he became the prince of peace again. Every day, in addition to dealing with the forbidden political affairs, he is pestering Ye Li to bully Mo Xiaobao. He is very leisurely.

On this day, Mo Xiaobao, who was rarely returned from his holiday by Mr. Qingyun, was bullied by his unscrupulous father again. His eyes were wet and he looked at his mother wrongly.

Ye Li can't help but sigh. It seems that the father and son can't get along peacefully for one hour. Mo Xiaobao is still young enough to fight back. He is often bullied and can not fight back. If ordinary people are afraid to see Mo xiuyao, he will be as far away as possible.

However, Mo Xiaobao has difficulties to go up, there is no difficulty to create difficulties also to go up, repeatedly defeated, repeatedly defeated.

See Mo Xiaobao install pitiful, lean on the soft couch of the unscrupulous father disdain a, pretend to be poor? It's all the rest of my game. Of course, Lord Ding would never admit that at that time, compared with Mo Xiaobao's mellow, white, tender and watery pure good and harmless, the effect of pretending to be poor would be greatly reduced.

What's more, do father and son than pretend to be poor? It's not dignified. Therefore, the king firmly abandoned this item. As for Wang Ye, it is not so decent for a father to compete with his son to bully a five-year-old child?

As for later, Mo Xiaobao developed the skill of pretending to be a poor man without any teacher, and eventually evolved into a naughty, innocent looking cat dressed as a pig eating a tiger. The cat really made Mo xiuyao's stomach ache for a while. This is not what he can predict now.

Stooping to hold up his tearful son, Ye Li gently rubbed his cerebellar bag and said, "Xiaobao, my mother will take you out to play. We will not play with our father."

Mo Xiaobao immediately put out his hands around Ye Li's neck, smiling brightly, "my mother is the best, Xiao Bao loves her mother most."

Ye Li was speechless. She knew that the bear boy was pretending. But few people can stand that poor little appearance. Sometimes Ye Li can't help thinking, who is the child's temperament like? He and Mo xiuyao are not people who can show their emotions in front of others. Although Mo xiuyao loved to play from time to time, Ye Li bet that even when Mo xiuyao was a child, he could never reach the realm of crying and crying as soon as he could. If this jump off character is some like Xu Qingyan, but when Xu Qingyan was five years old, he was afraid that he was not as much as Mo Xiaobao's one little finger.

"Xiaobao, come down, dad has something to tell you." On the soft couch, Mo xiuyao narrowed his eyes slightly and waved to Mo Xiaobao with an incomparable smile.

Mo Xiaobao's intuition is not good. He hugs Ye Li's neck and shakes his head. He simply buries his small face into Ye Li's neck. Mo xiuyao was not angry, and said with a smile, "do you really listen? You won't regret it? Ah I regret it later, but don't say that I don't hurt you. I didn't remind you. "

Mo Xiaobao quietly put up his ears and looked back at Mo xiuyao who was still lying on the soft couch. Mo xiuyao seemed to be saying to himself, "your father and I almost grew up to be Zhang Qilan. If it wasn't for your grandfather and my father who reminded me, the beauty of Dingwang's mansion would have been cut off."

Mo Xiaobao is shocked and looks like General Zhang?! Zhang Qilan appears in his mind, and Mo Xiaobao shakes his head again and again to shake off this terrible imagination. It's not to say how ugly Zhang Qilan looks. At best, general Zhang is also a commander-in-chief of the army with good facial features and upright stature. No matter where he is put, he can't escape a beautiful comment. But Mo Xiaobao's little son has a very high demand for himself. Even if he can't grow into a big uncle, he still has Feng Sanhan's clarity, or his father can choose. General Zhang's appearance does not conform to Mo Xiaobao's aesthetic view.

So, for his future beauty plan, Mo Xiaobao kicked his little foot and asked Ye Li to put him down. He was very alert and stood in front of Mo xiuyao.

After waiting for a long time, Mo xiuyao opened his eyes lazily and looked at Mo Xiaobao with a slanting eye. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand to hold Mo Xiaobao's round face Pinch! Knead! Pinch!

Mo Xiaobao's classmates glared angrily at his father and cried. Although not too painful, but it means that he lost to this man again in front of his mother. Mo xiuyao sat up and approached Mo Xiaobao. He looked at his red face carefully. He said with a grim smile, "do you know you are fat? Dare to ask your mother to hold you, one day your mother will be tired of you, a little fat man. Look at you chubby, you dare to eat meat every day. Your father, I was not half as fat as you when I was five. Do you think you are fatter than Zhang Qilan when you grow up? I don't think you need to call Mo Xiaobao any more. How about changing your name to Mo daphou? "Smell speech, Mo Xiaobao students look down at their mellow white hands, and finally by their own mind imagination broke the fragile little heart. A sad and indignant look at Mo xiuyao, tears run away. Sobbing Uncle, my father bullied me

"Xiu Yao!" Ye Li Cu eyebrow, light looking at lying on the soft couch smiling forward and backward man discontented way.

How can you talk to a child like this? It's easy to hurt a child's self-esteem. What's more, Xiaobao is not as exaggerated as he said. He is just raised very well by Mr. Qingyun, the grandfather who loves him. It looks a little stronger than ordinary children. It's good for children to be fat.

Mo xiuyao hummed, "I do it for his good. It's time for him to practice martial arts formally. It's his own who is too fat and bitter. Later, when he comes back, Ali makes more vegetables. " Ye Li stroked her forehead. After all, it was because she cooked all the meat dishes her son liked last night. She ignored someone a little bit. Who made Mo Xiaobao's classmates happy without meat, while Mo xiuyao preferred vegetable dishes?

"I see. When Xiaobao returns to the Academy, I'll make your favorite dish myself, OK?"

Ye Li said that compared with those wives who wash hands for her husband as soup, Ye Li seldom cooks. Mo xiuyao nodded his head with satisfaction and said, "only make it for me."

Ye Li nodded and warned: "don't bully Xiaobao!" Mo xiuyao waved his hand and said, "don't worry, that boy belongs to cockroaches. He will come back happily after a while." Ye Li was speechless, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He reached out and pinched him fiercely on his waist. To Mo xiuyao's puzzled eyes, Ye Li said grimly, "Xiaobao belongs to cockroaches. What do you belong to?"

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