Chapter 165 (1/2)

Mr. Mu Chen:

Why does the child have so much divine logic all day long?

”Go to bed.” He thought about it for a while, and kneaded her soft hair. When he opened his mouth, he was perfunctory: ”you sleep well, I'll take you out to play tomorrow.”

The little guy reluctantly looked at him for several times. He received the sugar in his pocket. Thinking that he could go out to play, she slightly twisted her eyebrows and cried out with half loud milk:

”OK.”

If you don't eat, you don't eat.

She took up the small cloth bag in a huff. She was shaking her little hair and was ready to go outside with her short legs.

Mu Chen raised his eyelids, but at this time he called her: ”wait...”

Ye Sang's small head was tilted subconsciously.

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, ”where are you going when I let you sleep?”

Small guy soft small milk cavity, glutinous way: ”guest, guest room.”

Mu Chen pulled his lips and thought of his inexplicable peace of mind when he was sleeping with the little girl not long ago. He hummed and laughed and simply said, ”there is a wolf in the guest room.”

The man asked with a smile, ”are you sure you want to go?”

“……” Ye sang cat pupil slightly open circle, was scared muddled.

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes and slowly pointed to the big bed beside him. He wrote softly: ”go to sleep there, or the wolf will eat you at night.”

Ye sang is soft and yawning. He looks at Mu Chen dully and moves a small step. Then he walks past.

Lying on the big soft bed, the little girl's face was buried in the bed.

Leaf mulberry in touch with the pillow when the small mouth slightly skimmed, almost a second sleep.

The little guy breathed a long time, fell asleep, curled eyelashes trembled, and his small mouth was soft and soft.

Mu Chen saw that she was asleep, and then slowly lying on the bed, a grasp of the soft little guy, sweet milk fragrance, holding in his arms especially reassuring.

The man's eyelashes fall slightly. He looks at the little girl sleeping sweetly in his arms. Somehow, he remembers the picture that Shen chuchen took not long ago.

His lips hook, a little bit of interest to sit up slightly, the mobile phone at the sleep of the little guy.

Then, after adjusting the angle, I took a picture without hesitation.

Then Mu Chen hesitated for a moment, and then he hummed a little coldly, and directly edited the last sentence:

-- trouble essence.

After editing, he sent the photo to the circle of friends. He was in a good mood and bent his lips.

No matter what kind of mother Shen Chu Chen and Huo Yao saw, the man was very content to fall into sleep with a fragrant bun in his arms

When ye sang brand pillow woke up, she flattened her small mouth, and the warm sun shone in. Her small porcelain white face lifted slightly, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Mu Chen, who was processing documents on the desk.

She yawned, and then slowly realized that the kindergarten had a holiday today, and it seemed that she didn't need to get up early.

”Uncle ~” the little guy raised a crisp little milk voice, soft greeting, ”good morning.”

When Mu Chen heard her ”Uncle”, she felt very harsh.

The man disliked to see her one eye, will housekeeper bought suspenders accurately threw to the little guy's head, voice line clear, light way: ”put on.”

”I'll take you out today.”

Go out?

Sangsang just woke up, the brain is still some not sober, Mu Chen a dress without politeness hit her head.

Let the little guy blankly blinked the cat's pupil, with his clothes on his head, and he was thrown on the bed.

Mu Chen sees this scene, labial horn not from Yang Yang.

Sure enough.

His happiness is still based on the pain of this little rabbit.

The little guy got up from the bed.