Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

As for this man in white who likes to be handsome in front of his daughter, it is undoubtedly Rice.

He took off his sunglasses, and his blue eyes immediately fixed on Mo Jiu.

The originally stern expressionless cheeks showed tenderness when they saw Mo Jiu.

"Xiao Jiu, long time no see, do you miss Dad?"

Rice stretched out his arms, as if to hug Mo Jiulai.

Mo Jiu took a step back in disgust, rolled his eyes, and reminded him: "Mr. Rice, you are not young anymore, you should not do this kind of thing like driving a sports car to be handsome, lest...injure your old arm Old leg, isn’t it worth it? Besides, you’ve only been out for three days, so it’s been a long time since you’ve been there?”

Reston showed a hurt expression, "Oh, as the saying goes, if you don't see each other for one day, it's like three autumns. If you don't see each other for three days, that's nine years! My precious daughter, you don't miss Dad at all, it hurts Dad so much gone."

Mo Jiu was too lazy to talk to him, and his eyes fixed on the lawn again.

Rice doesn't care about Mo Jiu's indifference either. In five years, he has long been used to Mo Jiu's way of caring.

"Oh my God!" Les turned his gaze, suddenly exclaimed, and rushed to a pot of flowers and plants basking in the sun outside, "My Clivia!"

Les took two quick steps to come to Clivia, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Who made my Clivia look like this?! Don't you know how long it took me to find this birthday present for my precious daughter? Where's the housekeeper? Where's the housekeeper?! Didn't I tell you a long time ago that when the flowers live, the flowers die and the people die?!"

Les' loud roar attracted the butler.

The butler saw the pot of Clivia at a glance. The original flowers and plants were drooping at this moment, and there were no green leaves. Only the branches were lying there, limp.Cold sweat dripped from the butler's forehead.

day!

Which goddamn dare to move Mr. Clivia is this? !

This pot of flowers and plants is the most important thing for Mr. Wang!

Les had a murderous expression on his face, so the housekeeper first apologized, and then asked sharply: "What's going on?!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward, looked at Les in fear, then at Mo Jiu, and said in a low voice: "This is, the young master made it..."

When Mo Jiu heard this, his eyes widened, he opened his mouth and roared, "Mo Xiaobao, get out!"

When Mo Jiu saw the grass outside, he was already angry. Hearing what the butler said, he became even more angry. After a loud roar, someone opened the window on the second floor, and saw a little boy about four or five years old standing there.

He was wearing a set of cute green dragon-shaped pajamas, with a dragon's head on his small head, and his big eyes were black and shiny, and he was rubbing his eyes with his chubby hands, "Mommy, what are you calling me for?" ~?"

Seeing his son like this, Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows again.

She took a deep breath.

Les hoarsely looked at Mo Xiaobao: "Mo Xiaobao, you'd better explain to me clearly what's going on with Clivia!"

After saying this, Les looked at Mo Jiu again: "Xiao Jiu, you've been spoiling this guy all day, see what he's like?! And you said he was obedient, and he could do this kind of thing if he was obedient? !"

Mo Xiaobao blinked his cute big eyes, with a dazed and aggrieved face, curled his lips and looked at Mo Jiu, "Grandpa~Mummy~What happened~?"