Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

When he heard Tang Xiao's words, he didn't feel embarrassed. He just raised his chin and said reasonably, "at this moment, at that moment, on such an important birthday, I still hope my father can come back."

"You little devil." Tang Xiao pinched his son's face.

"There may be a lot of people tomorrow. Xiaomo must be polite then." Although he knew that his son was reasonable, Tang Xiao still had to explain it again.

"Don't worry, I won't disgrace you and dad."

"Then I'll wait to see your performance tomorrow!"

"Xiaorou, are you ready here?" Su Xiaoyu knows that there is a phoenix sound, and there must be no mistake, but he still comes to have a look.

When mu xiaorou heard this, she was very proud, "what do you worry about when I do business?"

Looking at the well-organized look, you know that this must be Feng Yin's handwriting.

"Tell me, what have you done?"

Mu xiaorou laughed twice and raised her eyebrows. "Sister Xiaoyu, you can see. In a word, I'll take care of it."

Looking at mu xiaorou elated appearance, Su Xiaoyu seconds understand, so no longer entangled with her this problem.

On the other hand, Xiao Xihan came to mosmo with a gift box in his arms shyly. His pink face looked like a fresh peach.

"Brother Xiaomo, this is a birthday present that I prepared for you personally. There will be a lot of people giving you gifts tomorrow, so I sent it to you in advance."

Musimo was going to open it, but Xiao Xihan didn't know what he thought of for a moment, so he stopped him.

"Brother Mo, since it's a birthday present, why don't you open it after I leave? Otherwise, it's not a surprise. "

Looking at Xiao Xihan a little shy, musimo decided that since it was a birthday gift, it was the day of his birthday that he felt the most, so he decided to watch it tomorrow.

"Peach, it's time to go!" Su Xiaoyu is speechless about her daughter's open-minded appearance, and she doesn't know who she inherited. She is so unstable.

"I see. I'll be there soon."

"Brother Mo, I'm leaving." Xiao Xihan waved to Mu Simo, and finally turned away reluctantly.

The moussimo kid gave a cool nod, "see you tomorrow."

Tang Xiao knows that tomorrow is his son's birthday. So ask him what he wants to do and see if he can help him achieve it tomorrow.

"I want our family to be together forever." Looking at his son's serious appearance, Tang Xiao knows that musimo is missing his father again.

She touched mousmer's hair, soft, and her heart softened.

"This wish will come true without any doubt. Mom and dad will always be together until you grow up, find someone you like, and then form a new home. At that time, if you have a few more children, I can be a grandmother. "

Tang Xiao is even more happy to think of the way that moussimo is at a loss holding the child.

Although the child is still small, his mouth is as sweet as honey. Every word comes to her ears, sweet to her heart.

"Mom, you've worked hard."

"Mom doesn't work hard."

"My mother must have suffered a lot in order to give birth to me, didn't she?"

Musimo heard the kindergarten teacher say that his birthday is his mother's day of suffering, so his mother must be very painful when she gave birth to herself.

Thinking, he blinked, his eyes suddenly shifted to Tang Xiao's belly, and then curiously stretched out a small hand to touch her raised abdomen, "Mom, the child is from here, right?"

"Yes."

"So am I?"

Tang Xiao couldn't help laughing, "of course it is."

"When my mother gave birth to me, would it be very hard?"

Looking at his son's thoughtful little face, Tang Xiao gently rubbed his hand against his head, "why do you suddenly think so?"

"Because I am so tall now, but my mother's stomach is only so big, so I think it must be very hard to have me."

Tang Xiao was surprised, and then came the irrepressible emotion, which turned the river and the sea.

Originally, Xiaomo was still young. It was a little too early for him to hear these things. However, looking at her son's dark and bright eyes like stars, she couldn't help but move.

"In order to give birth to you..."

Tang Xiao's memory goes back to the time when she gave birth to musimo. If a woman gave birth to a child, she really wanted to walk in front of the gate of death. As Tang Xiao said, she found that musimo didn't respond to her. At first sight, the little guy had fallen asleep.

Looking at Mu Si Mo's pure sleeping face, Tang Xiao gently kisses him on the forehead, "good night, my baby."