Chapter 500

"It's almost noon. Are you sure you want to waste time?

It's not that you want to see Jiang Han? "

Mo Jingtian reminds.

Jiang Moruo got up and ran to the cloakroom. She had not seen her nephew for a while, so she decided not to be late. Otherwise, when she arrived and caught up with Jiang Han, she would have no fun.

Mo Jingtian has some helplessness and is really jealous of Jiang Han's smelly boy. A name can affect the mood of his little wife. He can't see what is good about that chubby little bit.

"Mo Jingtian said at the beginning that it was cold. Now he has to go out and climb around every day. If we go now, he won't sleep?"

Jiang Mo is a little worried. She hasn't seen cold for nearly a month. She thinks strangely.

"No

"If I haven't visited him for a long time, will he not remember me?"

"Do you think he would be angry not to let me hold him?"

Mo Jingtian found that his little wife didn't want to ask for an answer here. She was just talking about it and acting subconsciously.

It was not until he got to Jiang's house that Jiang Mo stopped this kind of fragmentary reading.

Jiang Chu recovered very well after her first birth. After giving birth to Jiang Han, her chest was big and her waist was thin. She changed from an intellectual beauty to a sexy one.

Jiang Mo is more lucky, when he arrives, Jiang Han is flapping his small thick legs and crawling on the balcony.

There was a thick carpet on the floor, and he was not afraid to fall.

"Xiaohanhan, my aunt is here. Do you know her?"

As soon as Jiang Mo entered the house, he only said hello to Jiang ChuChu and ran to the little fat boy in the sun.

Jiang Han, who is trying to climb forward, hears his name, stops immediately and looks back at Jiang Mo standing behind him.

He squatted down on his buttocks, looked at her like black grape eyes, and then grinned, showing the teeth that had not yet come out. His small face like meat buns grinned out a shallow pear vortex, which was very lovely.

Jiang Mo was so rare that she clapped her hands and opened her arms, "come here, my aunt."

Then the little friend of Jiang Han crept over, and Jiang Mo hugged his friend as he wished, but the weight on his arm was a little heavy.

"At the beginning, what did you feed him? Why is he so heavy?

I haven't held him for a month. Now my arms are a little sour. "

Jiang ChuChu leans on the sofa leisurely and relaxes a lot, "on the normal milk powder, and then some rice paste."

Jiang Mo bumped the weight on her arm, and she was worried, "a month ago, I was a small steamed bun, but now it's a big bun. Is it too fat..." Jiang Mo's words have not finished, meat Huhu small hand overbearing, covered her mouth.

Jiang Mo was shocked to see the children in her arms, and then looked at Jiang ChuChu on the sofa, "what do you mean?

Can he understand me?

Is he only nine months old?

Did you give birth to genius? "

Jiang ChuChu was also shocked by her son's feat. However, as a mother, she was still very realistic, "how can it be?

It's just a coincidence. What can a baby baby understand? "

Jiang Mo felt that her arms were really too sour. She went to the sofa and sat down. The children in her arms were restless and disorderly pedaling their legs. She took Jiang Mo as a pillar and held her in her hands. She was determined to stand up and jump from time to time.

Jiang Mo protects him with both hands to prevent him from falling down. The strength of the little guy jumping on her leg is not clear.

"Are you sure you don't have to lose weight for him?

So fat again... " With a clap, two small meat hands directly blocked her mouth. Her face was tense and her brow was slightly wrinkled.

At this moment, Jiang Mo seems to see Zhou Hao's shadow. However, Zhou Hao's expression is full of deterrence. However, when the baby is made, he is full of joy.