Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Mo Shuainan lay on A Liang's shoulder and looked at Xiao Yichu silently. He didn't want to leave, but the heavy responsibility he shouldered forced him to leave.

He is Mo Yanchen's son. Since Aze came to pick him up in person, he should be allowed to return to Ye's house.

"Handsome." Xiao Yichu stood there, watching her good friend being taken away. She squatted down and drew circles while saying, "Handsome is a bad guy, a bad guy."

You agreed not to leave, but why did you run away with someone else in the blink of an eye?

"Xiao Liu won't be friends with you anymore." Xiao Yichu said with a choked voice.

Xiaobao was dumbfounded. He picked up his pants and chased after him. Before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground and his pants fell off.

"Handsome." Xiaobao lay on the ground and didn't even want his pants. He just wanted Mo Shuainan.

With Mo Shuainan gone, whose quilt can he get into in the future? Xiao Yijue's? He would definitely be spanked until his butt blossomed, but he didn't dare.

I can't sleep without a quilt.

"What did he say just now? What was your agreement with Aze?" Mo Yangxue asked.

Even Ruoqing was a little distracted. She picked up Xiaobao and put on his pants. Xiaobao cried so much that he didn't even want the pants anymore and kept shouting: "Handsome."

"Mo Shuainan also has his own home. He will always go back, but he promised to come back to see you then." Lian Ruoqing said.

Xiaobao cried until his nose ran out and remained silent.

"Xiao Liu." Mo Yangxue stepped forward and looked at Xiao Yichu with red eyes, but he was strong and did not cry.

Xiao Yichu got into her arms, hugged her and said, "Handsome is gone."

"Yeah." Mo Yangxue touched her head distressedly.

Children who play well will naturally have deep feelings for each other. Faced with these partings, they naturally feel uncomfortable. However, at such a young age, Xiao Yichu was so strong that he did not cry, which impressed her.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaedaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa4444 forcean, the little fox ran over with a swollen mouth, trying to comfort her, but it made her mouth hurt so much.

"Okay, it's cold outside, let's go back to the room, okay?" Mo Yangxue whispered.

Xiao Yichu nodded, walked to the table, picked up the book that Mo Shuainan had read before, put it away silently, went back to the room alone, and sat quietly on the sofa reading.

"This child is too precocious." Lian Ruoqing said.

Xiaobao is so young and ignorant. He will forget about it once he cries. But Xiao Yichu didn't cry, but looked at the book that Mo Shuainan had been reading very carefully.

"How can a child born with Xiao Mohan's IQ be childish? Don't look at Xiao Qi acting coquettishly and cutely all day long, she actually has a very high IQ and EQ," Mo Yangxue said.

Xiao Yiyan listened, jumped out and shook her head, saying: "Hee hee, Xiao Qi is the stupidest."

"Look." Mo Yangxue smiled lovingly, and when she turned her head, she started teasing Xiao Yichu, hugging her and acting coquettishly, unable to stop at all.

"Mo Shuainan was picked up so suddenly, is something going to happen?" Lian Ruoqing's eyelids kept twitching.

Mo Yangxue shook her head, but she also looked worried.

"Be good." Xiao Yiyan touched Xiaoliu's head and kissed her cheek.

Xiao Yichu held his chin and looked at the naughty Xiao Qi. The two hugged each other and fell from the sofa to the carpet.

"Where's the little thing?" Mo Yangxue turned around and found that only the little fox was there, and the dog was gone.

"The dog was brought by Mo Shuainan. When the young master left, it will naturally leave too," Lian Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yichu listened and looked around silently without making a sound.

At midnight, Zhuo Dongyang was driven crazy by Xiaobao. He watched him jump out of bed, turn around and get into bed.

But after drilling N times, I still felt something was wrong and couldn't sleep, so I got up and chatted with Zhuo Dongyang. The child was so young and said a lot of words, but he couldn't understand it at all. Is this a generation gap?