Chapter 493

"Have you decided?"

Su Yueru low "en" a, reply and add a sentence.

"I believe him."

Wei Changqing's pale face was slightly stiff.

After a long time, he said slowly.

"OK, have a good trip."

"And you? What's your plan? Back to Yaowang valley or... "

Wei Changqing did not answer her words, but just slightly crooked lips, said with a smile.

"No matter where you are, keep in touch and let me know you are well Or, when one day you want to abandon him, remember to think about me. "

Su Yueru smile, slightly nodded, should be a voice "good."

Both of them, as everyone knows, will not appear that day.

Wei Changqing didn't say anything more. For a moment, they were silent with each other.

Wei Changqing coughs for a long time, breaking the delicate awkward atmosphere between them, and takes a package that the little guy has been holding behind him and hands it to Su Yueru.

Su Yueru was stunned for a moment, but didn't pick up.

Wei Changqing said in a low voice with a smile.

"At least we can still be friends."

"I didn't mean that."

"Then don't refuse. I'm the best friend I can do for you."

Seeing Su Yueru still didn't move, Wei Changqing grabbed her hand and stuffed the package in her hand.

"Zhe'er is premature and weak. Even if I don't give these pills, he will find someone to take care of him."

That person finish saying, then let go of Su Yue Ru's hand, this is but half cent to miss to also have no, turn round to get on carriage.

Looking at the carriage with the "Wei" lantern, the farther away it was, Su Yueru felt that the burden in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand jin.

……

In Dongjia Posthouse, Mo Beichen and two little things stare at each other, and a table of dishes is set on the table.

"What do crescent moon and zhe'er want to eat? Father emperor gives you clip

Mo Beichen swears that this is the first time he talks to a child in such a voice.

Crescent clever pointed to a piece of vegetables, holding a small spoon, efforts to his mouth stuffed rice.

It is small zhe son, holding the hand of the spoon to make rice grains all over the table, and refuse all the milk Niang's feeding.

Mo Beichen put a piece of vegetables into Xiao Yueya's bowl, and then put another piece into Xiao zhe'er's bowl.

Little zhe'er quickly protects the bowl and shakes his head.

"No, I don't want to."

"What does zhe'er want to eat?"

"This!"

Small chopsticks point to the garlic shrimp in front of Mo Beichen.

The servant girl who was waiting on one side quickly stretched out her chopsticks, ready to peel the shell and put it in the bowl of little zhe'er.

"No, I want Emperor Wu to peel it."

Mo Beichen picks eyebrows and looks at the innocent little zhe'er.

"Emperor Wu

The little guy nodded his head again and looked at the shrimp on the chopsticks.

"Good."

Mo Beichen should a, roll up sleeve, then peel a piece, put small zhe son's bowl.

The little guy didn't eat directly. Instead, he grabbed the chopsticks and put the shrimp into the quiet crescent bowl.

"My mother taught us to grow up orderly, so my sister ate first."

Mo Beichen is very pleased to nod, want to reach out to touch the little guy's head, but found himself full of greasy hands.

"Emperor Wu, how about another one."

Little guy blinks big eyes, looking at Mo Beichen, a face expect of say.

"Good."

For the little guy's request, Mo Beichen is naturally responsive.

As a result, one after another, a plate of shrimp with garlic almost went into the belly of crescent moon and little zhe'er.

And as long as there is shelling or picking, little zhe'er looks at Mo Beichen with a pair of grape like big eyes, so that after a meal, the two little things eat up, and Mo Beichen seems to be very happy to serve.

At night, the little guy makes a fuss about asking Mo Beichen to take a bath for him. Although the crescent moon is still small, in view of the difference between men and women, Mo Beichen still throws her to the servant girl.

As for little zhe'er Is open watery eyes, looking at Mo Beichen, let Mo Beichen didn't have the heart to refuse.

After taking off the light for the little guy, he carefully put it in the bathtub. The little guy immediately broke away from Mo Beichen's hand like a fish in the water.

Mo Beichen looks at that small face which is similar to himself. The corner of his mouth can't help rising slightly. The next second, he just listens to "Hula..." Suddenly, the water splashed on him, and the black robe was half wet in an instant.

The little guy who knew he was in trouble blinked innocently.

"Emperor Wu Baby didn't mean to... "

Pouting his little mouth, he looked pathetic.Mo North Chen picked to pick eyebrow, from tonight numerous signs indicate this small thing ten to one is intentional.

"Nothing."

The low and magnetic voice can't hear half of the threat. Of course, the little guy doesn't know that his little trick has been seen through.

Midway will Mo Beichen's robe wet through, until the bath water is cold, the little guy just want to climb out of the bucket.

Mo Beichen wrapped him up with a blanket, threw him on the bed and wiped the water beads on his body. His shoulder length hair swung, deliberately leaving a string of water beads on Mo Beichen's face.

"Pa!"

Mo Beichen's big palm and little zhe'er's round, pink and tender buttocks have a close contact.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and choked his mouth. Just when Mo Beichen thought he was going to cry, the little guy forced his tears back, quietly pulled open the quilt and went in.

If you cry, Mo Beichen is OK to solve, so leave a bleak back, but let Mo Beichen some can't touch this little guy's mind.

"Get up and dry your hair before you go to sleep."

The little guy turned over and turned his back to him.

Mo Beichen felt his nose and poked the little guy's naked back.

The little guy shrunk his shoulders and just ignored him.

"Well, go to sleep. Don't get a headache tomorrow."

"I won't!"

"Even if it won't be tomorrow, it will be when we get old."

"If you want to be old, you are older than me. I'm only two years old!"

The little guy angrily stretched out three fingers and found that it was wrong. He quickly put his little hand into the quilt and looked at Mo Beichen standing on the edge of the bed with both hands holding his chest.

"Go ahead."

"I think we need a man to man, honest Well Talk

Little guy tilted his head, a pair of "innocent" appearance, but said let Mo Beichen smack tongue words.

"I'd like to know who taught you all this."

"You have to keep it a secret from my mother."

"I think about it."

The little guy doesn't talk, just slip a body, learning Mo Beichen's appearance, holding the chest in both hands.

"Are you sure you want to keep that attitude?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows and looked at his "King's new clothes"