"Then I'll just let my son sleep next door. If he is so obedient, he will go."

Ji Chenyuan's words are right and strong.

Mu Qinghuan was defeated by his shamelessness. He could only accept his fate and let the man hold him.

I'm so angry.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

The next day when I opened my eyes, Mu Qinghuan only felt that her chest was oppressed. When I looked down, I saw that the man's hand was dishonestly placed in a certain part.

Mu Qinghuan's face turned red, but he was more angry.

She took a look at her son first, and when she saw that he was still sleeping, she was relieved, and her anger became more intense.

He raised his foot and kicked it.

But with his eyes closed, he seemed to be a sleeping man. As if he had a feeling, he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to hold Mu Qinghuan's feet.

The white and small feet are firmly controlled by men, and the thick thumb seems to have rubbed the soles of the feet.

A little itch, as if with electric current from the center of the foot to the top of the head.

Mu Qinghuan quickly turned red and struggled, "you, you Go away. I'm going to wash up...! "

Mu Qinghuan said angrily, his voice was still under control. He didn't dare to be too loud for fear of waking up his son.

Ji Chen Yuan innocently tunnel, "clearly is you stretch out to come over, get up early in the morning to plot against me, fortunately I wake up quickly."

Mu Qinghuan is depressed. The man's ability to beat the devil is first-class.

She was afraid.

Without refuting, Mu Qinghuan takes back her feet. When she gets out of bed and runs to the bathroom, she still feels angry. After thinking about it, she raises her foot and kicks the man quickly, then turns around and runs away quickly.

Ji Chenyuan is lying on the bed, keeping his original posture and sitting lazily. He looks at Mu Qinghuan's coquettish appearance of running away after his success. His cold face gradually melts a touch of warmth.

She was more and more free of her nature in front of him.

That's a good thing.

"Daddy..." On one side, xiaobaozi woke up drowsily. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his beautiful father's smirk. Xiaobaozi stayed for a while. "What's the good thing? Can you give birth to a sister? "

Obviously, xiaobaozi is really thinking about his sister.

Even though Mu Qinghuan had let him know last night that he couldn't have a sister for the time being, xiaobaozi couldn't help thinking.

Ji Chenyuan hugged his son and went to the bathroom to wash his son. He said, "in fact, it's very easy to have a sister. We three have to work together."

"It's not about daddy and Mommy. Why should I work hard?" I don't understand.

"In fact, it's not that Daddy's body is not good. Daddy's body is very good. There's no problem at all. You can have several younger sisters if you want." Ji Chenyuan said solemnly.

It's necessary for him to change his image in his son's heart. If the son thinks that his father is a weak chicken, it's not good.

"Then why does Mommy lie to me?" Baozi is lonely.

"Mommy doesn't mean it, but she doesn't want to hurt your heart. She is busy with her own career and has her own job. If she is pregnant with her sister, she will definitely give up her own job for a period of time, which will have an impact on mommy's career."

Ji Chenyuan's face does not change his own son.

Pro son · silly steamed stuffed bun · Mu Hanxing nodded seriously, "then if so, I don't want my sister. When does Mommy want to have another baby?"

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