Madam Dihao is not good

They used to get along like this, and it feels like a very distant thing...

When Bai Yunshang thought of it, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Bai Yunshang put a tomato that was cut into the wrong shape into his mouth.

Feeling the rubbing of Sikong Zeye's chin, she realized something, took a piece and put it in his mouth.

When I was about to get food from the refrigerator, I saw the noodles and Bai Yunshang...

She might not be able to accept such food in the short term. [

So this morning, Bai Yunshang made curry rice. She has overcome this strange taste a lot. Although it doesn't taste delicious, it won't be hard to swallow anymore.

"What about Zhuo Jue, are you still sleeping late?"

"Do you think he is you?" Sikong Zeye said in a proud tone, "He got up early and took Xiaogang out for a walk."

Bai Yunshang stood on the balcony on the second floor and watched. Sure enough, on the beach in the distance, Mo Zhuojue and Xiao Gang were running in a race.

At a young age, he is self-disciplined in life, never sleeps in, and every day he wakes up either archery or running for fitness.

The wind blew his hair, his resolute chin, and his porcelain-like face were exactly the same as Sikong Sawano.

Bai Yunshang can completely imagine what Mo Zhuojue will look like when he grows up in the future.

"I'll call him back."

"No need." Sikong Zeye took out a walkie-talkie, "Call my son."

"Got it, Superman Dad..."

"You guys are so naive!"

At this moment, Bai Yunshang saw a military jeep driving off the highway and slowly approaching the villa.

Bai Yunshang was startled, could it be Mo Liuyuan's person...

The four bodyguards in front of the villa also saw the car and raised their rifles, always on guard.