"Mommy! Can't you think about it again? This decision is too hasty. I, I can't let you go."

Of course, this is also the truth in Jiujiu's heart. It was not easy for him to recognize his mother one-sidedly, and it was precious that he only met her twice.

Looking at 'Mo Bao' who suddenly hugged his thigh, Wen Ning was stunned.

The little guy had a bitter look on his face and turned into that cold and clingy calligrapher again.

Wen Ning took a breath and walked to the bedroom ruthlessly for his safety, "Mo Bao, Mommy, please pack your luggage. In fact, you have only been back for a few days, and life abroad is still suitable for you."

It's so suitable. He, Li Jiujiu, has never been abroad. He is a local young man, okay?

Jiujiu was really anxious.

Seeing his mother taking out all the suitcases, he ran away, unable to think of a good idea, "Ah, my head hurts!"

He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

"Mo Bao?" Li Chengyu was surprised and worried, but when he saw the little guy lying on the ground, he opened one eye and peeked at Wen Ning.

The corners of Li Chengyu's mouth twitched and he understood.

"Mo Bao! What's wrong with you?" Wen Ning ran out unaware.

"Head, I have a headache, I feel like I'm going to die." Jiujiu said with a pained expression on his face.

His little hands were tightly covering his stomach.

This made Wen Ning a little confused and anxious, "Do you have a headache or a stomachache, son?"

""Damn it, it's so hard to lie, I'm covering the wrong place.

The arrogant Jiujiu moved her small hands to her forehead in embarrassment, and finally decided, "I still have a headache!"

"Maybe he's sick," Wen Ning underestimated, quickly grabbing for his son's pulse with his delicate fingers.

After about a few seconds, the woman's expression changed.

Her face was solemn.

Li Chengyu, who squatted down next to him, raised his eyebrows and coughed.

Jiujiu saw his mother touching his wrist and not saying anything for a long time. The 'love rival' was still coughing. He couldn't figure out the situation and couldn't help but open one squinted eye.

"Stop acting." Wen Ning's face darkened helplessly.

What? Did mommy find out?

Jiujiu immediately closed his eyes hard and remained motionless.

"Mo Bao——" Wen Ning rolled his eyes, gently sat his son upright, and sighed helplessly, "In order not to go abroad, you pretended to be sick with your mother?

Your tricks were not so low-level before."

Jiujiu's little face froze, but her mother saw through it and ridiculed her.

Is he that inferior to Mo Bao?

With a slight pout at the corner of his mouth, he decided to fight to the end.

"Are you kidding me?" Wen Ning has a big head, and Mo Bao is not that ignorant.

Li Chengyu stared at 'Mo Bao' with a deep look, and then burst out with a muffled laugh, "It's really not like Mo Bao's style. Usually he is a clever person, and he can speak eloquently now. However, boys have to save face.

, Ning Ning.”

He winked at her, signaling not to poke at the child's pride.

Wen Ning sighed helplessly, "You don't want to leave mommy that much?"

"Yeah." The little guy on the ground finally made a low and cold voice.

Li Chengyu thought about it and said, "Since the child refuses to leave, you won't feel at ease sending him away.

Besides, have you ever thought about it, the country only has Mo Nan and an old Uncle De, if Li Beichen traces the location and steals the calligraphy treasure secretly, you will be far away, and it will be even harder to find him."

Wen Ning tightened her fingers slightly. She was very nervous and impulsive just now.

The possibility Li Chengyu mentioned is not impossible!

Li Beichen is cruel and can't do anything.

She lowered her head and contemplated her son in her arms. She was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Jiujiu also pulled Mommy's sleeve and threatened, "If that daddy hides me somewhere abroad, Mommy, you will never see me again."

"He dares!"


Chapter completed!