Chapter 1968 People Who Need Brain Replenishment

1st person

In the early morning, Bai Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw Luo Haofeng coming in from the door holding Lingling.

"Xiaoxiao, you woke up just in time, Lingling is hungry."

Lingling, who was more than two months old, looked particularly petite in Luo Haofeng's arms. As soon as she came into her mother's arms, she skillfully pushed her to her chest.

Bai Xiaoxiao felt funny looking at her daughter like this, and her heart felt as soft as a lake, "Little delicious, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

She said as she lifted up her clothes to breastfeed.

Luo Haofeng stood by with a smile, watching his daughter looking for food, and defended with a smile, "We Lingling are not little eaters, we just slept all night and got hungry and it's time to have breakfast, right?" ?”

Luo Haofeng said and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding Lingling's fleshy little hand gently with his big and generous hands.

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled softly and asked Luo Haofeng, "Have you changed the diaper?"

"Changed."

Luo Haofeng replied gently, turning his head to look in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows, "The weather is still very good today."

"You can hold Lingling and go to the garden to bask in the sun later."

Bai Xiaoxiao followed his line of sight and looked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. A ray of morning sun filtered in through the gap in the curtains, forming a bright light in the softly lit room.

"good."

Luo Haofeng nodded without any objection. Anyway, he took care of his daughter, so Xiaoxiao didn't have to work hard.

Contrary to the warm and happy picture of their family of three, the Mo family in a suburban villa is a different scene.

When Mo Xiuchen was sleeping in with Wen Ran in his arms, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Ran, who was sleeping soundly, was immediately awakened and said to Mo Xiuchen who was sleeping outside, "It's Zi Yi, go and open the door."

"Mom and Dad, open the door."

Zi Yi's voice sounded softly outside the door, and he knocked on the door rhythmically.

Mo Xiuchen got up leisurely, walked to the door and opened it, looking down at the little man outside the door, "Zi Yi, why did you knock on the door so early in the morning? It disturbed your mother to sleep."

Zi Yi pouted and said, "I'm looking for mom." Her small body tried to squeeze past him and into the door.

"Wait a minute, mom hasn't gotten up yet, you go downstairs first."

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face sank slightly, and his words were filled with the dignity of a father. This was his consistent attitude when talking to Zi Yi.

Zi Yi flattened his mouth in dissatisfaction, raised his handsome little face, looked at the man in front of him who was much taller and much more powerful than him, and asked clearly, "Dad , I slept with my mother last night, why did I wake up in my room this morning?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his handsome eyebrows and raised the corner of his mouth with a funny curve, "How do I know? You may have sleepwalked back to your room."

"I am sleepwalking."

Zi Yi put his hands on his hips and looked at Mo Xiuchen angrily.

On the bed in the bedroom behind her, Wen Ran twitched her lips when she heard Mo Xiuchen's words.

He then heard Zi Yi's voice accusingly saying, "It was clearly dad who carried us to your room. It was you who said you couldn't come back to stay with mom last night. Momo and I, and Xinxin, the three of us had to stay with mom." For sleeping.”

As a result, when I woke up in the morning, I was actually in my room.

This made Zi Yi, who was so proud of being able to sleep with her mother last night before she closed her eyes, unbearable.

So as soon as he got up, he ran to settle the score with his sinister father.

Mo Xiuchen sneered disapprovingly, looked at his son's angry little face, and asked calmly, "Have I hugged you since you were two years old?"

Zi Yi pursed her lips and said, "No."

Mo Xiuchen spread his hands and leaned against the door frame with his slender body, lazily but elegantly, "I told you that you are a man and I will not hug you again, so I didn't hug you back last night." Go to the room."

Zi Yi asked angrily, "Then how did I get back to my room? Was it my mother who carried me there?"

"You were not in your mother's bed when I came back. Maybe you remembered wrongly."

At this point, Mo Xiuchen paused, raised his hand and touched his chin as if thinking, and said matter-of-factly, "It seems that I need to replenish your brain. It will be fine if you grow up like this."

"..."

Zi Yi listened to his father's words and opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

He raised his hand and grabbed his short hair, thinking hard, did he really run back to the room by himself last night?

Is it really not the sinister father who carried them back to their room?

He felt that it was impossible to remember wrongly. He slept with his mother last night.

"Go downstairs to see if Momo and Xinxin are up, and ask Grandma Liu to squeeze some soy milk for you and add more walnuts."

Before Zi Yi could think clearly, his father's order came out again.

Zi Yi pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, thinking to herself, if you lied to me, my mother would not lie to me. I will just ask my mother later.

Under the command of Mo Xiuchen's eyes, Zi Yi turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Mo Xiuchen looked at his son's leaving figure, raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and closed the door.

Wen Ran had already put on his clothes on the bed. When he saw him coming back, he scolded him softly, "Why are you bullying Zi Yi like this? People who don't know better think you are your stepfather."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled disapprovingly, "It's our son who wants to fight with me. I can't let him steal my wife. I'll help you squeeze out the toothpaste and brush your teeth and wash your face first."

Wen Ran smiled and said, "Zi Yi is really going to be bullied by you and you will regret it."

After saying that, Wen Ran dropped his hand and walked towards the bathroom first.

Mo Xiuchen laughed loudly behind Wen Ran and said very confidently, "Ran Ran, don't worry, Zi Yi is our son, he won't be stupid no matter how he bullies him."

It will only get smarter.

Mo Xiuchen took pleasure in bullying his son, but in fact it was not just to bully him. You must know that he was the only son who wanted to inherit Haochen.

If Zi Yi grows up to be a harmless little idiot, how will he manage a group in a business filled with intrigues and intrigues?

I haven't been eaten by those people yet.

Moreover, he also wanted Zi Yi to take over the group earlier so that he could take Ran Ran to travel around the world and enjoy a romantic life together.

If we don't train him from a young age, how will we hand over the group to him in the future?

As Mo Xiuchen thought, Zi Yi really didn't become stupid because of his casual bullying. Not only that, Zi Yi became braver as he fought, like an invincible little strongman who would never admit defeat.

By the time Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran finished washing and went downstairs hand in hand, the three children were already sitting at the dining table waiting for them.

There was extra soy milk made with walnuts on the table this morning.

However, the soy milk was not placed in front of the three children, but in front of Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen pulled out a chair for Wen Ran and asked her to sit down. Before he could sit down, Zi Yi's voice sounded clear and bright, "Dad, this is the soy milk I asked Grandma Liu to squeeze for you. It’s for your old man’s brain.”