Chapter 1417

Ye Zhen these two days are particularly concerned about her son, although Mo Rong Zhan is still full of possessiveness, but this does not hinder her attention on the body of Mingxi.

How long did she ignore Mingxi? Now when I look at my son, I feel It seems to have changed too much.

As Mo rongzhan said, Mingxi is very smart. This kind of intelligence is not as smart as a normal child appears. He is simply Ye Zhen can't find words to describe that feeling. She thinks that Mingxi is not a child at all. Especially when talking with Yan Xiaoliu, he is more like a guide. He even has been discussing things with Mo Rong Zhan over the Zhongxing mansion.

It's terrible!

Ye Zhen thinks of fire Huang.

Mingxi is the God of Fire Phoenix. No one else knows this except her. When she was a child, she didn't see anything wrong. Except that Mingxi had a red eye, now she also felt wrong.

Also her child, Mingxi is much smarter than Mingyu.

"Mother, what are you looking at?" Mingxi was seen by Ye Zhen scalp numb, he put down the pen in his hand, went to Ye Zhen in front of, raised his hand in front of her and waved a few times.

Ye Zhen returned to God, low Mou looked at the son who did not know when to come to her in front of, "Oh, I am looking at you, how can you not play with Mingyu?"

"I want to practice calligraphy." Mingxi said seriously, "this is the book and calligraphy book that Tai Fu gave me. I went out after reading it."

This is not right! Ye Zhen stretched out his hand and hugged Mingxi, "how can Tai Fu give you so much homework? How old are you? You don't have to write and read in the room all day long. It's important to play well."

Mingxi was in the arms of Ye Zhen, he pinched and pushed away Ye Zhen, "it's me and Tai Fu to ask for, Niang, you go to accompany Mingyu, here there is small six accompany go."

“……” Ye Zhen just feel knowing a blow, she this is be despised? "Mingxi, don't you like your mother?"

"No Mingxi looked up doubtfully, not knowing how she thought so.

"Why don't you give it to me How lovely I used to be. I always like to be bored with her. Her soft and small body makes her feel very successful. Now how can She pushed her arms away.

Mingxi's small face wrinkled up. His expression was vivid and lovely, but he had to pretend to be serious. "I'm not a child anymore."

“……” Ye Zhen simply has speechless sadness, "Ming Xi, you are still a child."

"Niang, go and hold Mingyu." Mingxi said seriously.

Ye Zhen took a deep breath, "otherwise, Niang takes you out to play."

Mingxi frowned and said, "wait for me to finish the calligraphy first, mother, it's too noisy."

"Well Then I'm out. Don't write too long. " Ye Zhen holding a wounded heart left the room, just went out to see Mo Rong Zhan holding Mingyu's hand from the side of the courtyard, she ran past, directly buried in Mo Rong Zhan's arms, "a Zhan, whining."

Mo Rong Zhan didn't see her so coquettish with him for a long time. He couldn't help feeling funny. He put his arm around her waist, "what's the matter?"

Hongling takes away Mingyu with a confused face.

"Sad." Ye Zhen whispered in his arms, small hands scratching his chest.

"Who made you sad?" Mo Rong Zhan asked jokingly, picked her up and walked to the other side of the yard.

Ye Zhen was wronged to complain about the process of being rejected by his son, "Mingxi doesn't love me, he doesn't let me hold him!"

Mo Rong Zhan didn't hold back laughing, "Oh?"

"You still laugh!" Ye Zhen angrily calls a way, she is very sad very sad now, OK!

"Mingxi didn't like to be held by others. He was a boy." Mo Rong Zhan soft voice to pacify her, "I wanted to hold him before, he also refused."

Ye Zhen hums a way, "he is to give you to hold clearly before."

Mo Rong Zhan kicked open the door and sat down with her in her arms. "I told you that Mingxi is growing up."

"He's just a child." What Ye Zhen is afflicted is that Mingxi is so small that she wants to learn the moving heart that those adults may not understand. She is distressed.

"Yaoyao, something you think is very difficult and boring. Maybe Mingxi likes it very much." Mo Rong Zhan bowed her head and kissed the corner of her mouth, "believe me, Mingxi didn't feel unhappy."

"I'm not happy." Ye Zhen murmured.

Mo Rong Zhan picked a eyebrow, "I can make you forget unhappy."

"What?" Ye Zhen a Leng.

"Do something that will make you forget your unhappiness." Mo Rong Zhan kisses her lips and presses her on the soft couch under her body.

"A Zhan..." Ye Zhen soon really can't think of anything.

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Ye Zhen spent an afternoon forgetting her son's refusal to embrace her love. As a result, her whole body seemed to have been torn down. When she got out of bed, her feet were shaking. In contrast, the one who used strength was refreshing. She had already taken a pair of children to play with a Snowman outside.

It's a sad thing that physical strength is not equal.

However, she has figured it out. Anyway, Mingxi couldn't be treated as an ordinary child. The God of huohuang is still in him. He is a bit more intelligent Well, more than that, it's normal that he's smart. Maybe she doesn't need her wings to protect him like an old hen."Mother, are you awake?" Mingyu first found that Ye Zhen had come out of the room, and immediately rushed over.

Mingxi took her and said solemnly, "my father said, your mother is not comfortable. Don't let your mother hold you."

"Oh." Mingyu's small mouth tooted up, and quickly and sweetly laughed, "Niang, you see, the snowman my father built for them, this is brother, this is Mingyu, and yanxiaoliu."

Mo Rong Zhan's dark eyes were burning at her. Seeing that she was walking slowly, he came to support her waist and asked in a low voice, "it's not time for dinner. Why don't you sleep a little more?"

Ye Zhen's cheek slightly red to stare at him, she found that since leaving the king's capital, he seems to be more unrestrained in that respect. She has to find a time to talk with him, who are already nearly thirty years old, and self-cultivation is the most important thing.

"What's the matter?" Mo Rong Zhan chuckles in a low voice.

"I'll talk to you in the evening." Ye Zhen hummed.

Mo Rong Zhan gathered to her ear, warm breath gently brushed her ear, "is not enough?"

Ye Zhen light cough a few, deliberately when did not understand his words, but look down at the Ming Xi, "your calligraphy and books are done?"

"Today's homework is done." Mingxi said with a smile, "my father said that he would teach me and Xiaoliu to practice martial arts in the future."

"Practice martial arts?" Ye Zhen looks to Mo Rong Zhan doubtfully.

"Keep fit." Mo rongzhan said, "learning at this age is the best."

Looking at Mingxi a look forward to excited look, Ye Zhen want to object to a word can not say.

Will the generation gap between her and her son get bigger and bigger? Ye Zhen felt very sad.

Both Mingyu and Mingxi seem to adore Mo Rong Zhan She's really jealous.

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