Fang Lanxin, who didn't know the truth, quickly stopped Mo Qishan: "Why? We didn't say it well, we waited quietly at home for them to come back, not to mess with Mo Heng..."
Mo Qishan took the phone and showed Fang Lanxin: "Look, they are at the airport, and the surrounding water can't leak. I won't go anymore. My good treasure will be taken apart and eaten cleanly. It's..."
Fang Lan couldn't laugh or cry. He took the phone to take a closer look, and said with emotion, "There are so many people! It seems that there are more people than Mo Heng every time I pick up the phone!"
Mo Qishan snorted: "Whoever wants to see that stinky boy Mo Heng, he must go to see my good boy!"
Fang Lan nodded in agreement.
"But...husband, don't worry, look at these young girls, they are all lined up in line... They all go to see her because they like Tangtang, and they won't hurt Tangtang!"
Having said that, Mo Qishan was still worried that Tangtang would be crowded or touched... he couldn't sit still for a moment, and walked outside while calling the driver.
Mo Heng's home is a supporting facility for elevator entry.
Mo Qishan pressed down the elevator, heard the ding of the elevator, and was about to walk in. Unexpectedly, when the elevator door opened, Mo Heng was holding Tangtang in one hand, pushing the suitcase with the other hand, and carrying a large schoolbag behind him. Sakiyama was taken aback: "How do you know we are back?"
Mo Qishan: "..."
Where did he know, this happened by accident.
Mo Qishan, who quickly told the driver about the cancellation of the trip, stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and freed his hands to hug Tangtang in Mo Heng's arms.
The little guy fell asleep in the car, he would lie on Mo Heng's shoulders softly, like a little dough.
Mo Heng held the child in one hand, and it was inconvenient to push the luggage with the other. Needless to think about it, Mo Qishan would not help him push the luggage, so he had to hand the child to Mo Qishan.
Mo Qishan turned out to be a soft little guy, distressed, and disliked Mo Heng by the way: "If you can't hold the suitcase, don't take it. If you hold the child in one hand and push the suitcase in the other, you are not afraid of falling my good treasure... …"
Mo Heng rolled his eyes silently, "Dad, I'm only 20 this year, and I still exercise regularly, so I won't even be able to hold a child."
Mo Qishan was immediately unhappy.
Look at Mo Heng's tone, as if he meant that he was old and didn't exercise.
Mo Heng deliberately irritated him: "It's you, you have to pay attention. A child of Tangtang's age has a very fast physical development. Don't wait another two years. You can't hold it..."
Mo Qishan: "Who are you looking down on? Your father and I were also track athletes back then..."
Mo Heng ignored him, pushing his luggage into the door.
Fang Lanxin heard Mo Heng's voice, and hurriedly greeted him, "Son, you can count as coming back..."
Fang Lan was attentive, and he saw that Mo Heng was a little darker than when he left, and said with a smile, "It's only been three days, right? Why is it dark?"
Mo Heng put his suitcase aside, and when he changed his shoes, he casually said, "Turpan is relatively hot, and the sunshine hours are long..."
Fang Lan was surprised: "You went to Xinjiang to shoot this time?"
Mo Heng let out an "um", Yu Guangli saw Fang Lan rushing towards Mo Qishan with worry and distress on his face... Tangtang in his arms.
"We actually went to a place so far to shoot, but it was too hard... Let Mommy see if Tang Bao is tanned..."
Mo Qishan quickly raised his finger: "Hush, don't make a noise, be careful to wake up Tangtang..."
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