Chapter 327

Meng baozi is usually a very polite little gentleman, but he has no image in front of the meat bun.

This word is Mo Xi ran said, Meng baozi finally gave a little face.

Just a word

"Mommy, meatbag."

Mo Xi ran smiles and picks up chopsticks. Before she starts, a meat bag falls on the white plate in front of Meng baozi.

Along the chopsticks, to the slender fingers, and then along the arm in the past, moxiran and Zhou Yanchen look at each other.

The latter Phoenix eyes heavy, the former quickly away from sight, heart disorder square inch.

Meng baozi doesn't care about these. He doesn't care who put them in. He just eats them.

There is a child on the table, occasionally a baby talk, the atmosphere is very warm.

Peach is very happy. Recently, she has a little loss of appetite, but she has eaten a lot for the first time.

The happiest thing is the popular style of writing. Looking at Meng baozi's line of sight is soft and loving.

Zhou Yanchen was very angry. After dinner, he warned him to see his son.

For this kind of inexplicable fire, popular text very clever choice to ignore.

All night long, Zhou Yanchen was looking for an opportunity to talk to Mo xicran alone.

But Mo Xi dye is not to give him the opportunity, there is no time alone, this delay, it dragged to the farewell time.

"I'll see you off." With his coat on his arm, Zhou Yanchen said.

Mo Xi ran holds the sleepy cute bun and politely refuses: "no, I just called a car to come here."

Peach relies on the popular culture, with a face full of desire to talk.

Sheng Xingwen patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "Yanchen didn't drink tonight. Let him send you."

"No..."

Mo West dye also want to refuse words haven't said, Zhou Yanchen has stretched out his hand, held her arms Meng baozi.

Catch the king first!

For fear of waking up Meng baozi, Mo Xiran doesn't dare to tear with him, so he can only obey.

Meng baozi fell into Zhou Yanchen's arms and didn't make trouble.

Squinting at him, Zhou Yanchen's heart immediately tightened.

But Meng baozi just took a look and put his hand around his neck.

Nest in his neck, close your eyes.

The stranger's eyes are full of trust.

So did Zhou Yanchen.

Wrapping his coat around his son, he walked to the door.

Mo Xi ran pinches her satchel tightly, says goodbye to Hesheng Xingwen and Tao Zi, grits her teeth and follows her.

Zhou Yanchen holds Meng baozi in one hand, opens the back door with the other hand, and bends over to put Meng baozi in.

When Mo Xi ran out, Zhou Yanchen was waiting for her by the car.

Frowning, he came forward and said, "get in the car."

Biting her lip, she had to open the door.

When I saw the scene in the car, I was stunned again.

Meng baozi sits on the child safety seat.

How could he have such a thing in his car?

It seems that he is really ready.

Mo Xi ran doesn't know. It's because Meng baozi told him he wanted to be a little seat.

Zhou Yanchen's preparation is also for the convenience of going out with his son in the future.

Get in the car and close the door.

Zhou Yanchen then got on the bus and started the car.

The car is very slow. It's really slow.

The Mo West dye all doubts, this kind of speed, they return to the hotel to be afraid to walk for several hours.

"Drive faster." Finally, she couldn't bear it. She urged.

She didn't want to stay in the same space with him, because everything would be out of her control, including the disobedient heart.

"Xiao Bao is asleep. Drive fast and he will wake up." Zhou Yanchen said slowly, as if very reasonable.

Mo West dye gas knot, but don't want to say what and he quarrel.

As he drove steadily, Zhou Yanchen looked at the people in the back seat of the car from his rearview mirror and slowly raised his thin lips.

After a long silence, he said in a deep voice, "the old lady is very concerned about you."

Mo Xi ran was stunned and subconsciously looked at the back of his head.

Zhou Yanchen continued: "in the past two years, the old lady has not been in good health and is always uncomfortable. Since you are back, you should go back to see her. She misses you very much and always talks about you. After all, it's me who's bad, you... "

"I'll go." Mo Xi ran interrupts Zhou Yanchen, looks out of the window and repeats, "I'll go."

Zhou Yanchen clenched the steering wheel and laughed at himself.

Between them, how can it be like this?

More than an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the hotel.

Zhou Yanchen got out of the car and took out Meng baozi.

Mo West dye can't, have to let him follow oneself up.

When he opened the room, Zhou Yanchen came into the inner room with Meng baozi in his arms. He gently put him on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover him.Mo Xi ran stood behind him, looking down at his toes, a little distracted.

When she recovered, it was because the burning breath was right in front of her.

"You..."

Look up, in front of a flower, she was held tightly.

"Sisi."

Zhou Yanchen called her in a low voice.

Mo West dye a Zheng under, force struggle, push him away.

"Get out." She gasped and glared at him.

Zhou Yanchen's eyes were fixed on her, and he walked past her and left.

The door closed gently and the room was still.

On the bed, Meng baozi's breathing is shallow.

Mo West dye eyes wet, went to the sofa, dispirited sat down.

……

Mo Xi ran changed his shoes, turned to Yuan Yi and said, "today I'm going to trouble you to take care of the small bag."

"What's the point." Yuan Yi hums, picks up Meng Baozi and kisses him. "Xiao Bao just likes to play with him, doesn't he?"

"Yes." Meng baozi arched into Yuan Yi's neck, laughing straight.

Mo Xi ran also laughed and came over to pat Meng baozi's little ass, "be good, don't make trouble with your little dad, and don't ask for some unreasonable requests, do you understand?"

"I see." Meng baozi nodded, very good.

Mo Xi ran leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose. "Mommy's gone."

"Goodbye, Mommy."

"Goodbye."

Hearing the door closed, Yuan Yi immediately put the bun on the ground and went to get the clothes.

Jin Xi had been looking down at the document just now, when he looked up.

"What are you going to do?" He asked Yuan Yi.

As Yuan Yi changed his clothes, he said, "take a small bag to the Zhou family."

Jin Xi's face changed slightly, put the document aside, stood up and walked towards Yuan Yi.

With one hand around Yuan Yi's waist, he pasted it behind him, and the voice warned, "have you met Zhou Yanchen a little more recently?"

One yuan a tongue.

He gave him a strange look. "I met him twice, sending and receiving cute buns. I met with you the second time. Old bastard

Jin Xi coughed awkwardly and frowned, "that's a little too much. Don't go. I'll go."

"No way!"

On hearing that Jin Xi was going, Yuan Yi growled and refused even though he didn't want to.

Jin Xi looked at him coldly, "why can't I go?"

Yuan Yi blushed a little and said, "Zhou Yanchen, he's so beautiful."

"Well?" Jin Xi didn't understand. When he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help laughing.

This fool.

"Do you think I like everybody?"

Yuan Yi Leng hum, "who knows."

Jin Xi pinched his nose and said, "I'll go with you."

Yuan Yiyi thought about it and agreed.

In this way, even if Mo Xi Ran is in trouble in the future, he will push Jin Xi to deal with it.

"What's wrong with you?" Jin Xi looked at Yuan Yi's mouth and patted him on the back of the head, "Yuan Xiaoyi, are you not clean up?"

"Go away!" Yuan Yi put a foot on Jin Xi and called Meng baozi, "Xiao Bao, ready to go."

"Yes," he replied

He puts Mo Xiran's prepared goat's milk in the milk pot for Meng baozi. Yuan Yi hangs the milk pot around Meng baozi's neck and bends over to pick him up.

"Let's go."

Jin Xi drives them to Zhou's and watches Yuan Yi send Meng baozi in.