Mo Lingyuan's patience had reached its limit, and he was on the verge of breaking out, but seeing his son suddenly grow up so big, he felt uncomfortable again.
His Xiu'er clearly should kiss him.
At this moment, he not only regards others as the most important person, but also hates him so much.
Mo Lingyuan pushed Xiu'er's fingers away, hugged her in his arms, and coaxed softly: "Xiu'er is good, Daddy has someone prepare a lot of small gifts for you, go back with Daddy."
Chu Yunyao watched as Mo Lingyuan carried the crying Xiu'er away, then turned to look at Mo Jinyu: "Brother, Xiu'er is not sensible, I will explain clearly to Ling Yuan."
"Okay." With a smile on the corner of Mo Jinyu's lips, he stood warmly at the door: "Xiu'er likes to roll around when he sleeps at night, lest he fall into the bed.
He likes to kick the quilt, so he wears an extra apron at night to protect his stomach so that he doesn't catch a cold. "
"I will." Saying goodbye to Mo Jinyu, Chu Yunyao quickly chased after Mo Lingyuan.
Mo Jinyu supported the door frame, looked at her slender back, and heard Xiu'er's cries that were getting farther and farther away, as if there was an empty space in his heart.
He didn't turn around until he could no longer see Chu Yunyao's back, and went back to the bedroom...
Mo Lingyuan carried Xiu'er back to the star storage building, entered the ear room, put him in the wooden tub, took off his clothes, and was about to bathe him when the little guy was holding on to the edge of the tub, trying to get out of it. climb out.
Mo Lingyuan was afraid that he would overturn the tub, so he held him down with one hand, and poured the adjusted temperature water into it with the other hand: "Xiu'er, Daddy has given you a bath, so I will carry you to the bed to play." ,OK?"
Xiu'er couldn't understand Mo Lingyuan's words, all he knew was that this person held him down so hard that he couldn't move, it was as if a stone had been pressed on his soft little back.
This bad guy wants to crush himself to death while his mother and uncle are away.
Before Xiu'er howled earth-shatteringly, Chu Yunyao arrived in time.
Quickly snatched the bath towel from Mo Lingyuan's hand: "I'll wash him, you just need to pour the water into the wooden basin first and then put him in. He likes to play with water very much."
Xiu'er's nose came out from crying, and when she saw her mother coming, she was very wronged, grabbed Chu Yunyao's arm, and kept shouting: "Uncle, uncle."
Chu Yunyao: "..."
Xiu'er spoke early, and would call mother, uncle, and father.
Normally, "Daddy, Daddy" would be called happily, but now that he knew that Mo Lingyuan was his father, besides Chu Yunyao, the only one in his heart was Uncle Mo Jinyu.
Mo Lingyuan reached out to touch him, but Xiu'er thought that the villain was going to hold her down again, so she punched Mo Lingyuan with her fleshy fists, and stepped back on the wooden basin with both feet.
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
Chu Yunyao quickly supported Xiu'er, and said to Mo Lingyuan in embarrassment: "He is still young and ignorant, and he is a little afraid of you. Otherwise, you go out first, and when I coax him, he will played with you."
Mo Lingyuan stared at his own son who looked exactly like himself with dim eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, stood up, and left the ear room lonely.
He stood at the door with a cold expression, and after a while he heard Xiu'er's loud "giggle" laughter.
It felt like a thorn had been pierced into my heart, and it hurt so badly.
He has been holding a gun all year round, so his hand strength is a bit strong, and he has never seen Xiu'er who was just born as thin and weak as a cat, so he doesn't know that his strength scares Xiu'er at all.
He just thought that this child had already regarded Mo Jinyu as his father and refused to get close to him.
Recalling the image of Xiu'er standing on the edge of the bed in Luoxuexuan, holding Mo Jinyu in one hand and Chu Yunyao in the other, I felt more and more sour...