My Tough Husband

Han Tingxuan and Mo Yanzhi were really warm and intimate, and they also talked a lot.

In Han Tingxuan's five years of sleep, Mo Yanzhi and the other party had said what had happened to the outside world.

However, what Han Tingxuan cares most is Mo Yanzhi's own life. However, this Mo Yanzhi said is not detailed.

But even so, Han Tingxuan is not an idiot. Naturally, you can see that his words are not good. At least he will definitely not be in a good mood to look at each other. He is a thin bone... Mo Yanzhi also asked, Han. Ting Xuan didn't breathe five years ago. He couldn't bear to cremate people, so he put them in the ice cellar. How can I wake up again!

In fact, what Mo Yanzhi didn't say was that he put his husband in the ice cellar in order to wait for his son to grow up. Mo Yanzhi had already thought about it. After his son was fourteen, he would come here to accompany his husband.

He only gave himself fourteen years...

He will also make his son a qualified emperor in these fourteen years.

However, Mo Yanzhi naturally wouldn't tell Han Tingxuan about this, for fear of sadness.

But even if I didn't say it, how could Han Tingxuan couldn't guess at all? He can also know one or two of his thoughts!

Because of knowing, Han Tingxuan felt even more distressed.

The next day, Han Tingxuan always felt that he had forgotten something, and then, when he saw Du Tianzhuoqing, he knew what he had forgotten!

Oh, damn, he forgot even his son!

"That, the emperor, he..."

Mo Yanzhi's expression was no longer the cold frost like before, but soft. "Well, he is Dumpling."

Han Tingxuan rushed over, hugged Tian Zhuoqing, and picked up the child.

Tian Zhuoqing was a little at a loss. From childhood to adulthood, the number of times he was held was not much.

Han Tingxuan carried the child into the military tent and kissed the child's little face. "Oh, my son is so beautiful."

Tianzhuo looked at Han Tingxuan helplessly. "You, you are a father..."

"Yes, yes." Han Tingxuan hugged the child and kissed hard.

Tian Zhuoqing's face blushed because no one had treated him like that. Although Uncle Han and others also loved him, they would not be so close to him.

The emperor father never hugged him like this, kissed him...

Mo Yanzhi softly watched the father and son kiss each other, Han Tingxuan had enough kisses for his son, and came over to pull Mo Yanzhi's hand.

"It's really a father and son, you two look so alike."

Mo Yanzhi and his son looked at each other, Tian Zhuoqing blinked, and Mo Yanzhi smiled faintly. "Naturally."

Tian Zhuoqing's eyes widened in disbelief, he had never seen his father smile before!

What's more, still with a gentle smile like this!

Han Tingxuan didn't notice the shock of his son. He just hugged Tianzhuo in his arms, and then asked Mo Yanzhi to sit next to him. "Dangdan, have you eaten breakfast?" Han Tingxuan asked concerned.

Tian Zhuo instinctively shook his head. "No."

Han Tingxuan immediately said, "Then let's eat together!"

Soon, the shadow guard delivered breakfast. Although the military account was Nangong Invincible, it was obviously now owned by Han Tingxuan and his family.

During breakfast, Han Tingxuan put two eggs for his son, boiled white eggs, but such eggs are the most nutritious.

Tian Zhuoqing ate two of them and couldn't eat a bowl of porridge.

But Mo Yanzhi, he couldn't eat an egg and a bowl of porridge, and Han Tingxuan's eyes widened. "In other words, do you think you are a civet cat? Give me another egg and a bowl of porridge."

Mo Yanzhi blinked, "But..."

"No but." Han Tingxuan said decisively: "Give it to me, you didn't see that you are as thin as anything! It's uncomfortable to hold!"

Mo Yan froze, what did he say to his son!

And...is it uncomfortable to hold it? Mo Yanzhi was a little gloomy.

Han Tingxuan watched his husband's eyes coughing coughing, and said, "Who told you not to eat more."

Mo Yanzhi buried his head and began to suffer.

Finally, for breakfast, Mo Yanzhi finished a bowl of porridge and an egg. Han Tingxuan then let go of the other party.

Tian Zhuoqing looked at his father's deflated appearance, wondering why he wanted to laugh a little. He always knew that his father was very strong, and no one dared to go against his wishes, but it turned out that his father listened to his father like that?

When the emperor and father are together, it is very warm!

After eating breakfast, Han Tingxuan said, "Are we going back to Tiancheng?"

Mo Yanzhi nodded. "Well, I am going back."

Han Tingxuan nodded. "But I guess the poisonous man who took us away this time has nothing to do with Wu Xian. Let Yang Shuo and Yue Youbai be responsible here."

Mo Yanzhi nodded. "Well, I know."

Tianzhuo listened quietly to the two adults talking, feeling a little uncomfortable to be held in his arms, but the taste was very good. Han Tingxuan lowered his head, just seeing his son's enjoyment face, couldn't help it. Leaning over and kissing each other on the cheek. "What is my son thinking?"

Tianzhuo paused and blinked. "No, it's nothing..."

Mo Yanzhi also looked towards Tian Zhuoqing, and Tian Zhuoqing suddenly shrank. Han Tingxuan couldn't help but smile. "Dandan, you are so afraid of your father!"

Tian Zhuoqing suddenly became more rigid, and Han Tingxuan laughed. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Your father is fine, and if your father bullies you, tell your father that your father is the master!"