cuddling in his arms

Chapter 375 Extra Story: Mo Xiaoli is Pregnant Again (3)
"Let's read poetry, who can read longer?"

An Moxuan suggested.

Mo Xiaoli was happy now, her son is only five years old and can read a few words, so she must have won, so she said happily: "Then let's make a good bet."

It seems that Mo Xiaoli likes to gamble recently...

"What do you want to bet on, Mom?" An Moxuan held a Rubik's Cube in his hand, and he put it together in two or three strokes. He threw it aside in boredom, thinking that these children's toys nowadays are too mentally retarded.

Mo Xiaoli thought for a while and said, "If Xuanxuan loses, then Xuanxuan will cook tonight's dinner. If mom loses, then mom will cook."

Uh, An Moxuan was shocked, remembering that Mommy once wanted to show off her cooking skills and spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen. He and Daddy also looked forward to it all afternoon. I thought there was some big meal, but I didn't expect it was just a bowl of instant noodles for one person, and besides sour and spicy, it was actually sweet. The combination of three strange flavors was so hard to swallow.

So An Moxuan hurriedly stopped his mother and said: "Mummy, you have a younger sister in your belly now, if you lose, let daddy do it."

Mo Xiaoli thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Don't talk about this, just think about what you are going to do for Mommy tonight."

In Mo Xiaoli's heart, she will definitely win.

Then the poetry began.

Mo Xiaoli first said: "Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column thinks about the Chinese New Year. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, and Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos. There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm jade in Lantian. This love can be fulfilled Reminiscing, but at that time I was at a loss."

She is more casual, and in her heart she thinks that her son will read "Goose Goose" at most.

"Mommy, are you sure you're going to say this one?" An Moxuan asked uncertainly, he was afraid that Mommy would go back on his word later and wanted the Lion Roar again.

"Well, that's it." Mo Xiaoli said.

"Then I'll start."

An Moxuan began to read, "Seeing that the chariots and horses are arranged to be tortured by others, what mood are you in? The flowers are dressed up in a dainty and charming way? They are ready to fall into a drowsy sleep under the pillow. From now on, the sleeves of the shirt will be full of tears."

As soon as his son read a few words, Mo Xiaoli was embarrassed, how could this happen, who taught him.

"Mom, let Daddy do it, I'm afraid you will be tired." An Moxuan observed his mother's face and said.

Mo Xiaoli suddenly screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Then he rushed to the kitchen and shouted, "An Ziqing, your son bullied me."

What kind of blood does the An family have? How can they read such a long poem when they are only five years old.

An Ziqing brought a bowl of white rice and a portion of stir-fried tofu with tomato, put them on the dining table, then hugged Mo Xiaoli, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiaoli said again: "Your son bullied me."

Later, afterward, An Ziqing sat there and recited poems to An Moxuan, while Mo Xiaoli was eating delicious food, and listened very comfortably, listening to An Moxuan being crushed to death.

An Ziqing's final words were like this, "Don't bully my wife in the future."

An Moxuan: "..."

Mo Xiaoli was happily watching An Moxuan slumped, when suddenly his stomach hurt, his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, An Ziqing sent her to the hospital, the doctor said: "The mood fluctuates too much, I can't be happy and sad in the future. "

Mo Xiaoli: "..."

An Moxuan whispered, "Let's see if you dare to let your husband bully me in the future."

(End of this chapter)