Chapter 938 (2/2)
”Really?” Mo Xiaobao's eyes brightened and he looked at Mo xiuyao. Mo xiuyao snorted, glanced at Mo Xiaobao jokingly and said, ”but this king is not so stupid.”
”My son will win one day!” Mo Xiaobao hummed, and his small face lifted up with pride.
Mo xiuyao nodded carelessly: ”my king is waiting.”
”Hum!” Mo Xiaobao's head turned slightly and said, ”my son won't let you wait too long. You wait. The son of this world must also announce your nickname in front of all the people. ”
”Whatever.”
It seems that he was very angry with Mo xiuyao's attitude. Mo Xiaobao stamped his feet and blew out a big tent like a wind.
Looking at Mo Xiaobao's back, Ye Li sighed helplessly and looked at Mo xiuyao with a smile: ”are you happy now?” Mo xiuyao said with a smile: ”Ali, I'm also for Xiaobao. Look at this boy. His eyes are going to grow to the top of his head when he is young. If you don't beat him down, I'm afraid you don't know your last name in another two years. ”
Ye Li shrugged and said, ”you are his father. I don't care how you teach him, but If you are really trampled on by Xiaobao in the future, don't think I will accompany you to lose face. ”
Mo xiuyao reached out and took her into his arms and said with a smile, ”husband and wife are one. If I really lose face, a Li must be the same.”. But Mo Xiaobao wanted to trample the king under his feet, but he was afraid that he would have to practice for decades. And For the sake of Ali's face, the king will not lose face. ”
Ye Li looked at him with a smile and said, ”I only know that there is a saying called ten year River East and ten year River West, and there is a saying that the back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach. Be careful Also Mo Xiaobao's ingenuity is a part of Xu family and Ding Wang's mansion. She thinks that Mo Xiaobao may surpass Mo xiuyao in the future.”Ha ha, I have heard a saying that ginger is still old and spicy.” Mo xiuyao said with a smile.
In Mo Xiaobao's tent, Mo Xiaobao is lying on his desk, and he tries to write quickly. The bodyguard who served him with him looked at the small face of the little prince, sometimes twisted and ferocious, and sometimes giggled. He couldn't help but say, ”what are you going to do, little son of a bitch?”
Mo Xiaobao Jie Jie grinned strangely and flicked the letter in his hand, ”I want my uncle to send me some books. From today on, my son of a generation will study hard in the cold window! ” The bodyguard turned his head and forgot to look out of the half covered tent and nodded: it's cold enough now.
One month later, Mr. Qingchen received a list of books by Mo Xiaobao: (the study of the underworld), (the ancient and modern wise men's strategies), (Taizu's military code), (mental strategy), (XX's art of war), (emperor's mental skill)