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"If you don't wear shoes next time, don't blame me for smacking you!"

Mo Yan picked up his son and naturally entered the children's room.

Mu Qiqi stood blankly on the spot, not knowing whether she should go in or not.

"Mommy, come in quickly and tell me a story."

Just as he was hesitating about what to do, the little guy's impatient and soft voice sounded.

Mu Qiqi went crazy, she really wanted to bang her head against the wall.

But thinking about it, it was too unworthy of that man to kill him, so he could only force himself to enter.

On the bed.

Little Star sleeps in the middle.

The man with the stinky face laid leisurely on the left side.

It was obvious that the one on the right was for her.

Did that mean the three of them were going to sleep in the same bed again tonight?

It was already depressing enough when he couldn't sleep that night. Why did he have to do it again today? Was it to let him live?

Earlier, someone had warned her that she had to go to work in the morning. Now that she had said it, it was obvious that she wouldn't be in the mood to work properly in the morning.

Although her job was just a small janitor, she believed that gold would always shine.

"What are you waiting for?" Why aren't you coming up to tell your son a story? "

She was only distracted for a moment before the man's impatient voice sounded out.

Mu Qiqi gently retracted her gaze, suppressed all the displeasure in her heart, and confidently walked to the side of the bed to sit down.

Little Star, who was wrapped in a blanket, said enthusiastically, "Mommy, you lie down too."

Mu Qiqi was stupefied. Seeing that such a clever plan wasn't useful in front of this little fellow, she could only unwillingly take off her slippers and lie down on her side.

Lying on her side meant that regardless of whether she did it intentionally or not, she would always inadvertently catch a glimpse of that smelly faced man lying on her side. Thus, Mu Qiqi very naturally took up the storybook and placed it in front of her, trying her best to not pay attention to his every move.

"Shall we tell the story of the farmer and the snake today?" Mu Qiqi had a smile on her face as she asked.

"No way!" Without waiting for the little guy's opinion, the man lying at the side spoke first. His deep voice was obviously filled with displeasure.

"I asked Darling Xing, but I didn't ask you." Mu Qiqi said with a cold expression. This man was really sentimental.

"If I can't do it, then I can't!" This time, the man simply sat up in bed.

Mu Qiqi couldn't hide from him even if she couldn't afford to offend him, so she naturally submitted obediently and slowed down her tone. "Then what about Mister Dongguo and the wolf?"

Just as the little guy was about to clap his hands and applaud, the man beside him said, "No way, what nonsense are you trying to mess around with? Teach a bad kid."

Mu Qiqi was so angry that she was at a loss for words. She threw the storybook in front of her and said angrily, "Then tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"Princess and Prince!" Mo Tong stared at her angry face and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. He had no idea what was going on in his mind.

"Ha!" Mu Qiqi was so angry that she sneered, "Little Xing, a boy listening to a princess and prince?"

Mo Yan Jue raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why not?"

"You can, you can say whatever you want!" Mu Qiqi felt that communicating with him was even more difficult than ascending to heaven, so she gave up. He said that she would do whatever he said. Otherwise, if he was angered to the point of having a heart attack, it wouldn't be worth it!

"Son, what do you think?"

The little guy who was ignored finally had someone ask. He was so happy that he almost cried, "Daddy, Mommy, as long as you two are with me, no matter what story you tell, it doesn't matter."

Mo Yan's heart trembled, as if something sharp had forcefully cut through his heart …