Chapter 1221
Chapter 1221
Jiang Xuxu's face is a little hot. However, adults, even if they know what they have said wrong, they will ignore it first most of the time, and then there will be no more.
When he sat next to his son, he stretched out his hand and held the little man in his arms:
"Baby, you're so good ~"
After that, it was a burst of mmda.
Trying to use this to save the face just lost.
I have to say, the method is still very useful. I didn't mention it again.
Moboyuan came downstairs about ten minutes later. He didn't wake up and his face smelled.
Hearing his son calling himself, he just answered perfunctorily, and then ordered Mu Bo to make a cup of strong tea for him.
After a cup of tea, I seemed to feel a little better. Looking at the mother and son, I saw that the mother and son were very tired and whispered.
"What are you talking about?" he asked aloud.
After hearing the speech, the mother and son stopped twice and looked at each other at the same time. The little guy's mouth was flat and didn't make a sound. Jiang listened to Xu's lips:
"Talk about the TV play just now. Your son has some opinions."
The little man beside him listened to his mother's words, and his little body immediately straightened.
Well, mom is praising herself!
Mo Boyuan was not very interested in the TV plot. He put down his tea cup and rubbed his eyebrows:
"Mu Bo, is construction going on here?" asked.
Mubo Ben was not far away. When he heard this, he quickly answered:
"Yes, young master."
Moboyuan nodded:
"We can't live here for the time being. Mu Bo, take everyone back to the old house and stay there for a while."
Mu Bo has been working in the old house for decades. He doesn't think it's important to go back there.
"Ah, OK, OK."
A little man frowned when he heard that no one could live here anymore:
"Dad, why can't we live here?" asked.
Moboyuan looked and whispered:
"Aren't you going to keep sharks at home?"
The little man suddenly realized:
"Yes, where do we live?"
"Ask your mother."
Anyway, Mo Boyuan doesn't mind where he lives. It mainly depends on his wife.
Jiang Tingxu is not so troublesome:
"Yunweiti incense. It has been cleaned over there. You can live in directly."
Besides, I'm close to going to and from work.
The little man suddenly remembered something and said:
"Dad, does Chi Xinxin live there, too?"
"Yes, if you have time, you can go to their house and, of course, you can invite them to our house."
"Oh, if only brother stone and they lived there!"
Knowing that his son wants those little friends, Mo Boyuan, as a father, certainly knows that his son hasn't had any good children in recent years. He is still very lonely. He speaks again and his voice is much softer:
"If we have time, we can find them."
"Dad, really?"
"Of course!"
The little man's face was full of joy and joy.
"Dad, when shall we move to yunweitixiang? Ning Ning wants to play with sister Xinxin!"
Looking at his son's bright eyes, Mo Boyuan looked at Jiang Tingxu:
"Wife, what do you say?" asked.
Jiang heard Xu cough:
"Anytime, or you can move there later."
We have to move anyway. It's the same whether we move early or late.
The man naturally had no opinion. When the family had lunch, the speed was much faster than usual.
After eating, he went back to his room to pack up.
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