Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

It's the first time that I've seen a man say this kind of thing in such a reasonable way, as if he is very reasonable.

She looked back at Mu Yun for a deep look, just saw the man smiling at her, lips with a little gentle smile, clearly a joking look, waiting to see what she intends to do.

His two straight and slender legs overlapped, and a little obvious muscle lines could be seen across the shirt.

Tang chuckled and nodded his head involuntarily.

It's true that there is a lot of capital that can make a difference.

Thinking of this, she bent her lips and joked with him, "if you dare to let the red apricot out of the wall, I'll dig the root of the apricot tree at this end and throw it to the other side of the wall."

The smile on Mu Yun's deep face deepened a bit, but he still insisted on asking, "you are not like a girl at all. You are so rude. You are going to dig the root of someone else's tree when you come up?"

"Yes, yes." Tang Xiaolian nodded and said happily, "since the branches have gone to the other side of the wall, of course I can't keep it. It's better to give it to someone else. My eyes are clean, and it's just that I can help them, don't you think?"

Mu Yunshen stood up, gently hugged her waist from behind, "not good, not good at all."

Tang Xiao raised his lips and asked, "what's wrong? I think that's good. Don't you like it? "

"I don't like it."

Mu Yun didn't even think about it. Without a second's hesitation, he shook his head. The warm breath fluttered behind her ears, like a gentle spring breeze.

"Silly boy." He gently called Tang Xiao, with a little subtle smile in his voice, "you should cut off the branch that protrudes from the wall, leave the part with two hearts outside the wall, and then hang a sign on the tree to declare sovereignty."

Tang Xiao's interest came up now. He raised his eyebrows deliberately and said, "but I don't want to do that. What should I do?"

"No way." Mu Yunshen took a bite on her earlobe. "It must be like this. Do you remember?"

Tang Xiao didn't have time to take any precautions, so he bit her soft earlobe, which immediately produced a weak but clear current, winding down the blood vessel, and drilling into her heart with accuracy.

All of a sudden, a childish voice sounded behind them, "Mom and Dad, what are you doing?"

Tang Xiao, the standard mother, immediately recognized her son's voice, and immediately ignored the rising sweet atmosphere. Without hesitation, she immediately pushed mu Yunshen away and slapped him far away.

The softness in his arms suddenly fell empty, which made mu Yunshen dissatisfied.

He looked at Tang Xiao, his eyes full of burning dissatisfaction.

Tang Xiao directly ignored his eyes and threw down an eye knife.

Then she quickly turned her head, and I don't know when she turned into a mild and abnormal face, and said to museme, "what's the matter, little Mo?"

The speed of face changing is comparable to that of professional Sichuan Opera actors.

President Mu took a puff from the corner of his mouth.

Moussimo rubbed his eyes and said faintly, "Mom, what were you doing just now?"

Tang Xiao's brain was spinning in a circle, and his mouth action was faster than his thinking. He said quickly, "Mom was talking to dad just now."

"Why do things need to be held together?" Moussmo's eyes widened, and his dark eyes were full of doubt and disbelief.

Tang Xiao coughed lightly, and his eyelashes trembled unnaturally. "Well... Because my father loves my mother very much, I need to hold her together when I speak."

The moussimo child tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "but I saw it just now..."

Tang Xiao's heart that string suddenly taut up, pulling the muscle together to lift the old high, for fear that from his son's mouth to hear what words.

So her body reacts one step ahead of her brain and makes a quick judgment.

Tang Xiao took a step forward and rubbed his son into his arms. "You see, it's like this. It's because mom loves you that she hugs you."

Without any preparation, the moussmore child suddenly took a step and felt that his forehead hurt a little when he bumped into his mother's clavicle.

He rubbed his forehead, his head was dizzy, and immediately forgot what he had just wanted to say.

He looked back at Mu Yun in confusion and said, "Dad, is that so?"