My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 1239 of Volume 2

"I'm waiting for you outside."

Ling Hao walked to the sofa and sat down, and flipped through a magazine.

Cheng Aifeng lingered for a while before she came out of the bathroom, her hair dangled and wet. Ling Hao immediately put down the magazine when she saw this, got up and walked over, saying, "How do I wash my hair early in the morning? Wipe it dry."

"I accidentally got wet in the bath, so I just washed it."

Ling Hao went in and took a dry towel and came out to help her wipe her hair again. Then he pulled her to sit on the bed, and he took a hairdryer to help her blow her hair. Cheng Aifeng seemed very docile, and he tossed about it.

"I will not return to the company today."

"Oh."

"After breakfast, I will take you out for a walk."

"Oh."

"Anything you want to buy?"

"Not at the moment." Cheng Aifeng turned to look at him. He happened to be looking at her too. When his eyes met, Cheng Aifeng's face blushed, and he quickly lowered his eyes. Ling Hao looked funny and quickly got to her. He stole an incense by his cheek, "My wife is shy."

Cheng Aifeng squeezed him with shame.

Ling Hao smiled lowly.

After drying her hair, he hugged her and asked softly, "Will you still feel uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, I will rest at home in the morning and take you out in the afternoon."

"...I took a hot bath twice, and it's much better." Cheng Aifeng didn't dare to look at him. After doing the most intimate things, she always felt a little unnatural.

Ling Hao bowed his head and kissed her again, and said indulgingly: "At that moment, you will rest in the car again. When you reach your destination, I will call you out of the car, or I will hug you."

"No." Cheng Aifeng is most afraid of getting out of the car when he falls asleep, always reminding her that this is how she ended being single.

Ling Hao seemed to have guessed her mind, smiled, and said nothing.

...

T City, Mu's house.

"mom."

As soon as Mu Zhang saw Zhang Xiao, he rubbed against Zhang Xiao's side in a few steps, affectionately wanted to take Zhang Xiao's shoulders, but was grabbed by a powerful hand, which was very rude. He cut his hand back behind him, and the pain made him yell again and again: "Dad, lighten up, lighten up, I'm your son, do you want to break your son's arm?"

Mu Chen hummed, "Where did you just want to put your hand?"

"I just want to take my mother's shoulders, what's the matter? That's my mother." Mu Zhang looked at his mother for help, "Mom, look at my dad again violently treating your son, you hurry up and educate him."

Yin Luo, his arm was twisted more severely, and the pain caused him to cry again: "Good dad, I won't say it, don't use any more force, it will really break, you are the only son of mine, my arm is broken If it’s gone, it’s impossible to support you and send you to death."

Mu Chen knocked him a popcorn, "Let me see you holding your mother's shoulder next time, be careful of your hands!"

"Mu Chen." Zhang Xiao yelled helplessly. The father and son like to be jealous the most. Compared to Mu Ya when she was a child, she was even better. Mu Ya used to be too young, and Mu Chen had to let her daughter. She was not polite to Mu Zhang. Maybe it was because her son was a man. "It's not ashamed to be arguing with your son when you're old."

"That's right, I'm not too embarrassed." Mu Zhang whispered, he followed the two cousins ​​learned fist and kung fu dare to show to outsiders, with his father, he didn't dare to use it at all, so he suffered again and again.

Mu Chen glared at his son, and then squeezed to Zhang Xiao's face, smiling like a chrysanthemum. Mu Zhang made a grimace behind his father. Zhang Xiao stopped and let Mu Chen go first, "You go downstairs first, and the son sees I want to tell me something. We mother and son have a good chat."

Now it was Mu Zhang's turn to smile like a chrysanthemum, and it was his mother who could cure his father.

Mu Chen gave his son a fierce look, and said, "Why didn't I see that he has something to say to you? Mu Zhang, what do you want to say? Tell your dad, the son is older, what is there? Whatever you want to say, you should tell your dad. For example, if you are in love, how to chase girls, dad is more experienced than your mother, and your mother has never chased girls."

"Yes, yes, yes, my mother is a woman, and she has never chased a girl. If my mother will chase a girl, dad, what else do you have? How did dad chase my mom back then? Did someone give it to my mom? Flowers, would you instigate my sister to sabotage and pluck all the flowers from others?" Mu Zhang teased his father. He heard these things from Aunt Ye Qing.

Mu Chen was about to knock him on the head. Zhang Xiaoheng glanced at him. He dreadfully retracted his hand that wanted to knock his son on the head. Seeing his son's seizure, Mu Chen said bitterly, "Xiao'er, you are coming The less I paid attention to, I was so angry that I went downstairs to drink a bowl of soup to replenish my body."

Zhang Xiao:...

Mu Zhang snickered.

Mu Chen went downstairs first, and Zhang Xiao walked side by side with his son, deliberately slowing down, and could talk a little bit about the mother and son.

"Mom, I went to see it. The mole on the black-faced policewoman's face is real." Mu Zhang came to his mother and had a fight with his jealous father. He wanted to say this to Zhang Xiao. .

Zhang Xiao paused and looked at him with his head tilted. Mu Zhang touched his face and asked Zhang Xiao: "Mom, do you think your son I am handsome again?"

"I only saw a few pimples on your face."

Mu Zhang: "...it's okay, puberty, who has not had acne. Mom, what I said is true. I went to the police station on purpose yesterday and saw a black-faced policewoman. Oh, I forgot to ask her what her name was. , Anyway, I tried to pull the mole on her face, but I couldn't pull it off. It was not glued. It is probably true, or it was painted on. It was painted on?"

If it is painted, it must be washed with water.

He and the policewoman never knew each other, how could he help others to wash the moles on their faces? Can't let him pour a basin of water on her face, right? Would she consider him assaulting the police and detain him to the police station?

Zhang Xiao asked his son with interest: "Have you really verified it?"

Mu Zhang nodded sharply.

"Did you use your hand to pick the mole on her face? She didn't beat you?" Her son, who was really too idle to do anything, ran to provoke the black-faced policewoman.

"She's not my opponent, of course, I didn't just pick it up, Mom, your son, I'm not that stupid, I will lose your face, and I will not do anything to lose your face. My mother said She has a secret, so I want to figure out what's in her. How can Mom tell it at a glance? When did Mom become Monkey King, with glaring eyes?" Mu Zhang was curious about her words. To get close to Lensnon.

Zhang Xiao smiled, "She has a secret, you continue to dig it, and you can dig out her secret."

As she said, she continued to walk downstairs, "Today, Mom is going back to Zhang's house, do you want to follow? Your two uncles often ask you, saying that you haven't seen them for a long time."