Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again
Chapter 1994Chapter 2037 Both father and son are against him
Chapter 1994 Chapter 37 Both Father and Son Defeated Him
Lang Mochen directly took the child back to the small room, closed the door, and put the crying bag on his own small cradle.
Lang Mochen shook the crib, watching his son staring into a pair of big eyes and crying loudly, the man's face was expressionless.
"Shut up, cry again and let yourself be alone."
The little crying bag, who was threatened by his father's cruelty, completely ignored him, and then howled and cried.
Lang Mochen was having a headache, but he didn't want this brat to spoil the hard-won time for the two of them. He was thinking about whether to take the child to find Yun Mumu. There was a whistle.
"Yo, bro, coax the child well?"
Su Yuanzhi leaned against the door frame, his phoenix eyes were full of jokes.
The corner of Lang Mochen's mouth twitched, "I can't, you can?"
Su Yuanzhi, who was looked down upon, got excited, stepped forward a few steps, picked up the baby from the crib, took two steps back and forth, coaxing him in a low voice, and soon, the little crying bag gradually stopped crying, I sucked my fingers and became quiet.
Su Yuanzhi proudly raised his eyebrows at Lang Mochen, "How is it?"
"It's good."
Lang Mochen let go of his hand, and walked to the door leisurely, "Since you have the trick, then take good care of him, if you want to make him cry, my mother can hear it."
The smile on Su Yuanzhi's face froze, and he immediately thought of something. Just as he was about to put the child down, the uncooperative little crying bag immediately started humming again.
The little ancestor's sound frightened Su Yuanzhi to hug the little crying bag back into his arms in a hurry. When he raised his head, he couldn't see the figure of Lang Mochen.
Su Yuanzhi gritted his teeth in anger, "Fuck! Why did I deliver it to the door myself!"
Looking at Su Yuanzhi's distraught look with big black eyes, the little crying bag opened his mouth and smiled toothlessly.
Su Yuanzhi stared, "Smile and laugh, you know how to laugh, you are as bad as your father!"
He vomited bitterly, "In order to help him deal with a rival in love, I was busy on both sides. Your father is fine, but once the rival falls, he will turn his face and deny anyone, and he will not remember my credit!!"
Listening to the complaints, the little crying bag laughed even more happily, and slapped Su Yuanzhi's face like a drum.
Su Yuanzhi, who was caught in a daze: "..."
Well, both the father and the son are against him.
……
When Lang Mochen returned to the room, Jin Kaka just came out of the bathroom, met his eyes when he came back from outside, and was taken aback.
"Where's the little crying bag?"
"Take him back to his room."
Jin Kaka was dumbfounded, "Ah? Farewell, let the child sleep with us. If we haven't been with him for so long, he will dislike us."
"It's okay, with Su Yuanzhi taking care of him, he can't care about us."
Lang Mochen stepped forward, stopped Jin Kaka from going out, and led her into the bathroom.
"Su Yuanzhi? Will he take care of Little Crying Bag?"
"Barely not to make the child cry."
"But... well, Lang Mochen, what are you doing!!"
Jinkaka couldn't help humming at the damp heat coming from his ears.
Lang Mochen said in a hoarse voice, "It's been delayed for a few days, and I have to get back some interest."
"Come on, you just recovered from illness..." Jin Kaka pushed and shoved her with some scruples.
"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."
After finishing speaking, he picked her up and brought her into the bathtub...
……
With such a capable assistant as Su Yuanzhi, it was logical for Lang Mochen to leave everything to him, and stayed at home to rest for a week with Jin Kaka and Xiaokuibao.
Originally, he wanted to rest for a longer period of time, but Jin Kaka had to go out to work, and Lang Mochen couldn't be alone at home looking after the children, so he finally rescued Su Yuanzhi who was about to be crushed to death by the documents.
After lunch, Jinkaka dressed up a bit, put on a powder blue dress, and came out of the house.
Take a break and continue writing, good night babies, and continue to update during the day~
(End of this chapter)
Lang Mochen directly took the child back to the small room, closed the door, and put the crying bag on his own small cradle.
Lang Mochen shook the crib, watching his son staring into a pair of big eyes and crying loudly, the man's face was expressionless.
"Shut up, cry again and let yourself be alone."
The little crying bag, who was threatened by his father's cruelty, completely ignored him, and then howled and cried.
Lang Mochen was having a headache, but he didn't want this brat to spoil the hard-won time for the two of them. He was thinking about whether to take the child to find Yun Mumu. There was a whistle.
"Yo, bro, coax the child well?"
Su Yuanzhi leaned against the door frame, his phoenix eyes were full of jokes.
The corner of Lang Mochen's mouth twitched, "I can't, you can?"
Su Yuanzhi, who was looked down upon, got excited, stepped forward a few steps, picked up the baby from the crib, took two steps back and forth, coaxing him in a low voice, and soon, the little crying bag gradually stopped crying, I sucked my fingers and became quiet.
Su Yuanzhi proudly raised his eyebrows at Lang Mochen, "How is it?"
"It's good."
Lang Mochen let go of his hand, and walked to the door leisurely, "Since you have the trick, then take good care of him, if you want to make him cry, my mother can hear it."
The smile on Su Yuanzhi's face froze, and he immediately thought of something. Just as he was about to put the child down, the uncooperative little crying bag immediately started humming again.
The little ancestor's sound frightened Su Yuanzhi to hug the little crying bag back into his arms in a hurry. When he raised his head, he couldn't see the figure of Lang Mochen.
Su Yuanzhi gritted his teeth in anger, "Fuck! Why did I deliver it to the door myself!"
Looking at Su Yuanzhi's distraught look with big black eyes, the little crying bag opened his mouth and smiled toothlessly.
Su Yuanzhi stared, "Smile and laugh, you know how to laugh, you are as bad as your father!"
He vomited bitterly, "In order to help him deal with a rival in love, I was busy on both sides. Your father is fine, but once the rival falls, he will turn his face and deny anyone, and he will not remember my credit!!"
Listening to the complaints, the little crying bag laughed even more happily, and slapped Su Yuanzhi's face like a drum.
Su Yuanzhi, who was caught in a daze: "..."
Well, both the father and the son are against him.
……
When Lang Mochen returned to the room, Jin Kaka just came out of the bathroom, met his eyes when he came back from outside, and was taken aback.
"Where's the little crying bag?"
"Take him back to his room."
Jin Kaka was dumbfounded, "Ah? Farewell, let the child sleep with us. If we haven't been with him for so long, he will dislike us."
"It's okay, with Su Yuanzhi taking care of him, he can't care about us."
Lang Mochen stepped forward, stopped Jin Kaka from going out, and led her into the bathroom.
"Su Yuanzhi? Will he take care of Little Crying Bag?"
"Barely not to make the child cry."
"But... well, Lang Mochen, what are you doing!!"
Jinkaka couldn't help humming at the damp heat coming from his ears.
Lang Mochen said in a hoarse voice, "It's been delayed for a few days, and I have to get back some interest."
"Come on, you just recovered from illness..." Jin Kaka pushed and shoved her with some scruples.
"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."
After finishing speaking, he picked her up and brought her into the bathtub...
……
With such a capable assistant as Su Yuanzhi, it was logical for Lang Mochen to leave everything to him, and stayed at home to rest for a week with Jin Kaka and Xiaokuibao.
Originally, he wanted to rest for a longer period of time, but Jin Kaka had to go out to work, and Lang Mochen couldn't be alone at home looking after the children, so he finally rescued Su Yuanzhi who was about to be crushed to death by the documents.
After lunch, Jinkaka dressed up a bit, put on a powder blue dress, and came out of the house.
Take a break and continue writing, good night babies, and continue to update during the day~
(End of this chapter)
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