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Fan Waiyi
Mo Xiaobao was drooling often while he was growing his teeth. Mo Yifan came back from the company and took Mo Xiaobao from Tang Xinyu. When Tang Xinyu went to rest, Mo Xiaobao was always dissatisfied with leaving Tang Xinyu's arms, and it was even more itchy to the itchy gums.
When Tang Xin tuned the milk powder out, a weird picture appeared before her eyes.
Mo Yifan lay on the sofa tiredly, and Mo Xiaobao, who was wearing diapers, lay on Mo Yifan's chest and was nibbling Mo Yifan's shoulder, his mouth wet.
Tang Xinyu said with a smile: "Mo Xiaobao, are you doing bad things? Come, drink neinei, don't eat clothes, dirty. Mo Yifan, you get up, you can't lie here and sleep!"
Mo Yifan supported the sofa with one hand, holding Mo Xiaobao, who was drooling in one hand, in front of his chest, and made a disgusting "boom" sound: "Is he a bit stupid, why not bite the pacifier and just chew a little bit. Eight things? "
Tang Xinyu knocked Mo Yifan's shoulder heavily, and just touched Mo Xiaobao's wet area, and immediately wiped the hand contaminated with saliva on Mo Yifan's abdomen: "Did you say your son like this ?! Going while going, it makes me upset. "
Mo Yifan sank down with a frown, freeing a hand to buckle Tang Xinyu's waist and let her stick to herself. Mo Yifan stared closely at Tang Xinyu, his voice was low and mixed with a touch of grievance: "Mrs. Mo, I found that you have become less and less concerned with me recently. All day except Mo Xiaobao is Mo Xiaobao , Do you still remember that I am your husband ?! "
Tang Xinyu stuffed the milk bottle into Mo Xiaobao's mouth, and the white tender little arm like Mo Xiaobao's lotus root immediately protected the milk bottle, and he drank himself with milk.
Listening to Mo Yifan's complaint, Tang Xinyu propped up Mo Yifan's chest and glanced at him: "Mr. Mo, how old are you? How old is Mo Xiaobao? What do you adults care about with a little baby? Anyway, I When did you not care about you? "
Mo Yifan said solemnly: "You just murdered me, you are not allowed to sleep!"
Tang Xinyu was about to get angry and laughed: "... I don't allow you to lie on the sofa to sleep because I'm afraid you will catch a cold."
Mo Yifan was dissatisfied: "You just told me to go and said I was upset to see me!"
Tang Xinyu sweated down: "... I told you to let it go, I'll hug the baby, is this wrong?"
Mo Yifan leaned the weight of most of his body directly on Tang Xinyu, buried his head in her neck socket, and his voice was dull: "You just didn't love me that much."
Tang Xinyu: "..."
After carefully reviewing myself, since Mo Xiaobao was born, Tang Xinyu has indeed concentrated most of his attention on Mo Xiaobao. Naturally, he is somewhat attentive to Mo Yifan's concern. Tang Xinyu guiltfully hugged Mo Yifan's waist, patted his back, and coaxed softly: "Mr. Mo, sorry, but you ..."
"Snapped--"
Mo Xiaobao, who was sucking up the sucking bottle, saw Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan snuggling together, and immediately lifted a fleshy little hand pia on Mo Yifan's side face.
The little meat hand didn't have much energy, Mo Yifan didn't care about it, just raised his hand and gently pulled away the little meat hand, patted Mo Xiaobao's head, and put the back in his mouth.
Mo Yifan hugged Tang Xinyu again, and then he asked her for a kiss.
"Pap-pap-"
The sound was louder now.
Mo Xiaobao pulled out the pacifier "Yan Xia Xia Xia", held the bottle and hit the face of Mo Yifan directly, again and again, pushing Mo Yifan's head to prevent him from approaching his mummy.
Mo Yifan froze on the spot, squinting with the smaller version of his own big eyes: "..."
With arms folded throughout the whole process, Tang Xin's words that could not help but endure: "..."
Mo Xiaobao saw that Mo Yifan was successfully stopped, holding the bottle "babble" and rushed to Tang Xinyu's arms to ask for a hug. With Mo Yifan's face getting darker and darker, Tang Xinyu happily brought Mo Xiaobao over and asked with a smile: "Baby, don't you allow Dad to be close to Mommy?"
Mo Yifan saw that the kiss of comfort was about to succeed. He was disturbed halfway by the little rabbit and was uncomfortable. He pulled Mo Xiaobao's collar back and rubbed his teeth. The tone was a little heavy: "Come here, this is me Mrs!"
Where did Mo Xiaobao understand the meaning of "wife", only knowing that he did not allow his mummy to be approached by anyone other than himself, especially the dad who would his mom's attention as soon as he appeared.
"Slap--" A bit, and smashed Mo Yifan's nose bridge again with a milk bottle.
Tang Xinyu was about to laugh madly, with Mo Xiaobao exiting Mo Yifan's arms, Zhao Mofan winked playfully: "Mr. Mo, respecting the elderly and loving young children is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, let alone he or you For your own, be more tolerant ~ "
Mo Yifan wiped the milk stains stuck on the bridge of his nose, touched his phone and dialed Chu An, his voice was indifferent: "When will your little fart kid not have to be brought by an adult?"
"Ah?" Chuan, who is coaxing her daughter to eat noodles for toddlers, is holding her mobile phone with her shoulders in fog, "The children must be brought by adults. Hey no, what do you ask about this? It doesn't seem like that at home I need you to bring it. "
Without a satisfactory answer, Mo Yifan's displeasure deepened a bit: "The stinky boy does not need to stick to me, but he sticks to my wife, which greatly affects the intimate time between me and my wife."
Chu An looked carefully in the direction of Wen Pingting, lowering his voice: "I have no experience with this. You know, Pingting just allowed me to step into Wenjia ’s door not long after. I can only be close to my daughter now. Brother, I advise you, do n’t be in bliss without knowing the blessing, being full of the hungry and hungry ... "
Realizing the sight cast by Wen Pingting, Chu An immediately released his throat and taught Mo Yifan: "Mo Shao, this is your fault. The child is the cutest little angel in the world, what does she need, you Fathers should try their best to satisfy her. Do you have the heart to say refusal to such a cute little face? How can you not learn from me and be a competent dad? "
Mo Yifan hung up the phone directly.
Chu An laughed happily twice, pointed to the phone, and said to Wen Pinting: "Well ... I just said everything right? Then can you give me a little ... reward me a bit?"
Chu An was full of anticipation, and her eyes fell on Wen Pingting's lips. She hoped that she could see the hard work and sincerity she paid in front of Wen Pingting.
Wen Pingting smiled and lifted her daughter from the dining chair: "Close your eyes."
Chuan immediately closed his eyes obediently, the surface was calm, and his heart was already thunderous, and there was even the excitement and excitement that finally brought the beauty back after a protracted battle, which was difficult to suppress.
Wen Pingting is an actor. Observing people's micro-expressions is one of her professional habits. Her eyes turned from Chuan's non-stop eyeballs to his upper body, which leaned forward slightly, and the palms tightly attached to the hem of the pants, all revealing Chuan's tension and expectation.
Wen Pingting wanted to laugh. In Mincheng, Master Chu, who is famous for his romantic style, took off the fashionable items of the past in order to take care of her daughter, and put on cotton casual clothes. There were still oil paw marks left by her daughter who grabbed Chu An.
She picked up her daughter, let her pucker her lips together and put them on Chuan's cheek, printing a kiss with noodles and vegetable residues.
Feeling the wrong touch, when Chu An suddenly opened his eyes, Wen Pingting had already practiced walking on the crawling mat with her daughter Shi Shiran.
Chu An lifted his fingers to wipe the wetness from his cheeks. Sure enough, he saw the residue of noodles on his fingertips. Some of them were frustrated and a little happily smiled at themselves, and regained their spirits and joined the crawling pad: Come, little girl, come to Dad's side. "
...
After Tang Xinyu finally made time for Mo Yifan, it was time for Wan Lai to be quiet after Mo Xiaobao coaxed him to sleep. Tang Xinyu came out of the bathroom and didn't want to wipe his hair. He lay on his back on the bed and just wanted to relax his nerves that worked all day long.
Mo Yifan took out the hair dryer from the drawer and saw the light blue under Tang Xinyu's eyes. The sulking that had been beaten by his son immediately disappeared, and he could not help but feel guilty and distressed.
"Hum—" The sound of the hair dryer running filled Tang Xinyu's ears, the warm air flow blowing her hair, and the scalp had a good finger press service, not to mention how comfortable. With all his body and mind relaxed, Tang Xinyu was already drowsy.
Mo Yifan whispered: "Let's ask for another childcare nanny. Mom Liu must be busy alone, and you won't be so hard."
As if falling into a soft cloud, Tang Xinyu's voice was soft and soft: "How can my child say hard work? This is my responsibility. Don't worry ..."
Mo Yifan's fingertips followed Tang Xinyu's hair until her hair was basically dried, and she learned a way she used to take a small jar of hair care products from the dressing table, squeezing it in the palm of her hand and applying it to Tang Xinyu's On top of hair.
Tang Xinyu closed his eyelids and felt Mo Yifan's movements. He couldn't help but tilted his mouth: "I didn't expect Mr. Mo's service to be so attentive, it's good, give it a good review."
After Mo Yifan lowered his head to confirm that Tang Xinyu had done the same hair care steps, he leaned down to get into Tang Xinyu's ear and whispered: "This kind of attentive service is not enough for a single verbal praise. Should Mrs. Mo be practical? Praise it? "
Tang Xinyu rolled over lazily, buried in a soft pillow, and hummed: "This gentleman misunderstood, I only ordered hair-blowing services, no other special services."
Mo Yifan supported the bed surface, crossed Tang Xinyu, and lay face to face with her, pointing her lips at her fingertips, and laughed lightly: "This is an after-sale service additional service. Once the order is issued, it cannot be returned."
Mo Yifan saw Tang Xinyu's desire to move but didn't want to move, and then bewitched: "In order to meet the different needs of Mrs. Mo, Mr. Mo provides a private customized service. This is the only one in the world that should not be missed."
Tang Xinyu's eyelids felt too lazy to lift up, poked Mo Yifan's chest closer and closer: "But ... I'm so tired ..."
Mo Yifan has been honestly protruding from Tang Xinyu's waist, slowly following the exquisite curve, and solemnly said: "It's okay, I will move, you don't have to move, you won't be tired."
When he got up the next day, Tang Xinyu rubbed his waist, feeling more tired and secretly hating.
I really believe in your evil!
...
When Mo Xiaobao was one year old, Mo Yifan was very happy, and he ordered a large-scale banquet to be held. All the dining and layouts were chosen to be the highest grade. Even Lin Lin felt a little too extravagant and wasted. But Mo Yifan insisted on execution, and anyone who was not blind could see that the cold Mo Zong, from the inside out, was naturally pleasant.
Two months ago, after countless cold-faced treatments, Chu An finally acquired the identity of Xiaoyao ’s father. On the same day, Chu An could not wait to take Xiaoyao to the Public Security Bureau to change his name and enter the account. From then on, Wen Xiaobao officially changed its name to Chu Xiaojiao.
On the day of Mo Xiaobao ’s first birthday banquet, Wen Pingting also came with Chu Xiaojiao. A big man in Chuan followed a pink big bag with all his responsibility and followed him all the way. Everyone in Mincheng knows that the two women walking in front are his wife and children in Chuan.
Lin Tianyou ridiculed: "Yo, it's really eye-opening, is there any time for the young guy to be good?"
Chu An felt quite glorious, straightened his chest, and even the big pink bag slung across his chest suddenly became brighter: "It will be understood when you get married. Hey, you haven't seen my daughter's Video, let me show you, it's so cute, it's hard to find a girl who is more adorable than my daughter ... you see, come here and see ... Hey you What are you running? "
Lin Tianyou, who ran the oil on the soles of her feet in advance, turned back and made a gesture of begging for mercy: "President Chu! Chu Shao! Son Chu! You will spare me. Your friend circle sends 800 videos and photos of your daughter a day It ’s been clear for a long time. "
Chu Anyang raised his mobile phone and shouted: "No, I still have a lot of photos and videos not sent to the circle of friends ..."
Wen Pinting hugged Chu Xiaojiao and called back, "Your daughter is thirsty."
Chu An immediately put down his mobile phone, opened the zipper of the pink big bag, took out three large, medium and small bottles from the inside, and put them in front of Chu Xiaojia diligently: "Good girl, juice, boiled water, milk, you see you want to drink Which one? "
Lin Tianyou looked at a daughter slave in Chuan from afar, and couldn't bear to look straight. He said to Tang Xinyu sideways: "Heart, fortunately, you're not a madman like Chu Shao, I really can't stand a little circle of friends It ’s all kinds of sunbathing everyday, which makes me a single dog very out of place. "
Tang Xinyu teased Mo Xiaobao to reach out and grab the ball, smiled: "I'm sending it too."
Lin Tianyou froze for a moment: "Ah? Why didn't I ever get it?"
Tang Xinyu: "Because I blocked you."
Lin Tianyou: "... Actually I still want to watch one or two occasionally."
Tang Xinyu smiled and said: "Amused you, I set up a group, and Mo Xiaobao's photos and videos are only visible to Mo Yifan."
Lin Tianyou shrugged helplessly: "Forget it, I'll go to the wife-in-law, or I'll be killed by the group of you. Wait a minute, I think the brother-in-law never sends Mo Xiaobao in the circle of friends, I I used to think that he was light to everyone except you. What did that sentence say ... Oh yes, parents are in love, the child is just an accident. I think the brother-in-law is such a person, but he did not expect him today It looks like the audience is the happiest. Full Moon Wine doesn't see him like this. "
Tang Xinyu's cheeks were hot, and he took a sip from his glass, concealing his shyness, and said vaguely: "Huh? Hmm, so ..."
Lin Tianyou watched Tang Xinyu's cheeks turned red, grabbed the glass in her hand, and said with concern: "Although you are happy today, you should stop drinking it. Just wait for your brother-in-law to see you drunk as soon as your brother-in-law comes , You have to chop me. "
Tang Xinyu teased him: "You are a brother-in-law, are you afraid that your brother-in-law will not succeed?"
Lin Tianyou: "Hey, I can't say it. It's mainly because the brother-in-law's eyes have cooled down. It's still lethal. Of course, you don't feel the distress of our ordinary people, because the brother-in-law's eyes are always tender. Honey, sweet and dead. "
Tang Xinyu touched his cheek and lowered his head to ask himself, "Is it?"
Last night, Mo Yifan embraced Tang Xinyu and told her that since Mo Xiaobao was born, he was particularly looking forward to the first birthday banquet. Tang Xinyu initially thought it had any special meaning, who knew Mo Yifan's words were amazing.
Mo Yifan: "When the stinky boy is one year old, you can sleep on your own. Mrs. Mo, starting tomorrow, you will belong to me completely."
Where did Tang Xinyu not know the deep meaning of Mo Yifan's sentence? It was not because he felt Mo Xiaobao was by his side during this year, and he always delayed the two of them. Tang Xinyu kicked Mo Yifan angrily. Mo Yifan was still not angry, thinking about the end of tomorrow's misery, even with the joy of liberation when he fell asleep.
Obviously, Mo Yifan's secretly calculated abacus was not as smooth as he expected.
After the grand birthday party, Mo Xiaobao did not grow up to sleep in his own bedroom within a day because of this special day.
Before going to bed, he didn't smell the familiar smell, Mo Xiaobao began to sacrifice his crying and roaring skills of "don't abandon, don't abandon", crying and making trouble, he had to grasp Tang Xinyu and drilled into her arms, stirring Not only did Mo Yifan plan the long-lasting Spring Festival night that night, but also the tug-of-war between you and me for two years.
The theme of tug-of-war is nothing more than a fight for Tang Xinyu.
One day after Mo Xiaobao was three years old, he took a shower and lay in his bed scented and shouted, "Mommy, Mommy, come and sleep with me."
Tang Xinyu tidied up the bath utensils messed up by Mo Xiaobao in the bathroom: "But Mommy's pillow is not here with you."
Mo Xiaobao said nothing.
Tang Xinyu turned off the faucet, and after wiping his wet hands, he entered the room and ran into his pillow. Tang Xinyu was startled. It turned out that Mo Xiaobao was barefoot, holding a big pillow in his arms, and ran back from the next master bedroom. He was pushing the big pillow onto the bed with his short legs.
Tang Xinyu was angry and funny. He carried the heavy Mo Xiaobao to bed: "Mo Xiaobao, how many times have I told you to wear shoes on the ground! In case there is water on the ground, it will not be cleaned in time, and you will squat you down Don't cry! "
Mo Xiaobao didn't care about it. He grabbed Tang Xinyu's pillow on the side of his little pillow just like he grabbed a huge treasure. The flick of his hand clapped on the pillow to make the scratches disappear. Afterwards, he jumped happily to the bed and hugged Tang Xinyu's neck: "Mommy, here is your pillow now."
Before Tang Xinyu could answer, he heard footsteps from the next bedroom, Mo Xiaobao's ears were more sensitive, and the arms around Tang Xinyu's neck were tighter.
Mo Xiaobao emphasized to Tang Xinyu again: "Mommy, you will sleep with me tonight."
"Mo Jingchen, are you itchy again?" Mo Yifan, who had taken a bath, walked in in a robe. "You have hidden your mom's pillow again?"
Mo Xiaobao said to Mo Yifan: "Mommy said, she will sleep wherever her pillow is."
When Mo Yifan's gaze turned, innocent Tang Xinyu could only blink: "..."
On each day's fixed program again, Mo Xiaobao and Mo Yifan compete for the right to bed with Tang Xinyu.
Mo Yifan patted Mo Xiaobao ’s flesh in Tang Xinyu ’s arms: "We did n’t say it yesterday? You ’ve grown up and you ’re a man. The man should sleep on a bed by himself, without you. Mommy. "
Mo Xiaobao looked up at Mo Yifan with a sense of grievance: "But ... Dad has also grown up, and he is also a man. How can Dad have Mommy sleeping with him?"
Mo Yifan: "..."
Is there a kind of swollen foot that lifts a stone and hits one's own foot?
In Tang Xinyu's ridiculous gaze, Mo Yifan cleared his throat and concealed his momentary unnaturalness, digging Mo Xiaobao out of Tang Xinyu's arms, and said with majesty: "I am different from you, your mommy Marry me. Whoever marries you in the future, you will find sleep to sleep with you. "
Tang Xinyu glared at Mo Yifan, blaming him for talking in front of the children.
Mo Xiaobao's eyes lighted up, and he got up from the bed with a sigh: "Will I marry mommy then?"
Mo Yifan only felt that the blue tendons in his forehead jumped up and down, and bit his back alveolar: "... Your mommy has already married me, she can't marry anyone else. You died This heart! "
After finishing speaking, Mo Yifan directly picked up the pillow that Mo Xiaobao had just put on, picked up Tang Xinyu's waist and went out. Tang Xinyu turned his head to see Mo Xiaobao's grievous eyes, a small pitiful look who was too angry to speak, and his heart was so soft. Tang Xinyu broke free of Mo Yifan's hand and hugged Mo Xiaobao on his forehead. He kissed on his forehead: "Baby, are we taking turns? Today's mother sleeps with her baby, and tomorrow mother sleeps with her father, okay?"
Mo Xiaobao's mouth pouted, and he kissed loudly at the corner of Tang Xinyu's mouth, then after winning the demonstration, he glanced down at Mo Yifan with a black face.
Tang Xinyu held Mo Xiaobao back to the bed, leaned beside him, and began his bedtime story every night.
Mo Yifan sighed helplessly and walked to the bed with his fate, pushing Tang Xinyu's arm: "You go to take a bath first, let me tell a story."
Tang Xinyu glanced at Mo Yifan suspiciously, only to get up after seeing Mo Yifan's insistence. Mo Xiaobao was a little reluctant, Mo Yifan chuckled softly: "Smelly kid, Dad tells you a story, you let Mommy go to the bath first, otherwise the mother will catch a cold after the water is cold. Does Mommy have a cold and take medicine? "
When Mo Xiaobao heard that Tang Xinyu would have a cold, he immediately urged Tang Xinyu to rush to the bath and not let the water cool.
Before leaving, Tang Xinyu whispered a warning to Mo Yifan: "The story is told well. This is your biological son, you have to be a little like a father."
Mo Yifan responded casually, urging Tang Xinyu to hurried away.
Tang Xinyu saw Mo Yifan open a picture book at random, frowned and glanced at a picture of a bear dancing with a girl in a long dress on the picture book, whispering: "What is this story? Niu Dewang and Princess Iron Fan ?"
Tang Xinyu's footsteps just froze: "............."
What is the Ox Demon and Princess Iron Fan? !
In the picture books of others, the beauty is the beauty and the beast! ! !
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The new sweet campus text of my friend's white lipstick, welcome to collect: "Weird to kiss you"
Wei Yusheng is a cosmopolitan straight man recognized by the whole school.
A girl looked at him softly and said, "It's so cold today."
He raised the corner of his lips, grinning, and returned: "It's okay, I'm not cold."
Later, when he met Yao Zhifan, he changed his appearance, as if he had changed himself.
At the entrance of the library, there is a sign that says "No pets are allowed to enter."
He buckled Yao Zhifan's hat and whispered softly: "Now, be careful, keep your ears hidden, don't be found ~"
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