Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 880 Is he Gu Mohan?

Ye Qianfeng stood there, his eyes suddenly darkened.

This Mo Yan is so arrogant and crazy in everything he does. He snatches people directly from him without even looking at him!

His suppressed brows were filled with anger, but he did have something to do, so he hid the hostility in his heart and turned around to leave.

After Mo Yan led the four little ones away, they walked slowly on the road.

He let Nao Nao ride on his neck and held An An firmly in his arms. His other hand was wrapped with a wristband and just hung by his side, occasionally lifting it up to support Nao Nao's butt.

Small steamed dumplings and steamed buns followed beside him.

This feeling was amazing. Nao Nao put his chin on the top of Mo Yan's head, holding Mo Yan's ears with a pair of chubby little hands, and dangling his feet on Mo Yan's chest, "Mr. Mo Yan, are you tired?

?”

A smile flashed across Mo Yan's eyes, and his voice was pleasant, "I'm not tired."

Nao Nao suddenly became happy, "Is it true? My mother always said that if I eat too much meat, I will definitely turn into a little pig in the future!"

"She also said that now she can hardly hold me in her arms, and you are the first person besides my mother to let me ride on your shoulders!"

With such strong shoulders, I can definitely carry my mother easily!

If there is danger in the future, Mr. Mo Yan will definitely be able to carry him and his brother on his hands, and his two sisters on his shoulders, and then put his mother on his shoulders and run away, and the whole family will run away together. Dad is really amazing!

Mo Yan's tone was doting and gentle, "Your mother's health is not very good, and women are more delicate. It is best for us men to do the physical work at home."

"The two princes are also young men. At home, you must protect your mothers and sisters. Outside, you must not bully other people's mothers and sisters. If you encounter injustice, do your best to protect other people's mothers.

It's best to be close to your sister, but that will have to wait until you grow up. Now, let us protect you first."

The two little girls listened and remained silent.

Nao Nao and An An were half-understood, but they both nodded obediently.

An An: "Master Mo Yan, if my mother and I fall into the water in the future, who will you save first?"

I heard from some mothers that this question is very fatal and is often used to test a man's sincerity.

He has not yet tested Mr. Mo Yan's sincerity towards his mother.

When Nao Nao calmed down and waited for Mo Yan's answer, the little steamed dumplings and the little buns couldn't help but look up at him, feeling vaguely curious in their hearts.

Mo Yan frowned, "First of all, the princess knows how to swim. If you fall into the water, the princess will definitely save you first without hesitation, and I will naturally be asked to save you first."

"Secondly, as long as I am here, this situation will never happen, and I will not put you in a dangerous situation."

Mo Yan's voice was very soft, but with absolute certainty. The steamed dumplings and buns were stunned, and they felt that he looked like the same person inexplicably.

Immediately, Little Steamed Dumpling reacted instantly and looked at Mo Yan with confusion, "How do you know our mother knows how to swim?"

Not many people in Daxia know about this matter.

Mo Yan's pupils trembled, and he immediately looked at the steamed dumplings without changing his expression, "Prince Xu Ming mentioned it before when he was chatting with Mo Yan."

Nao Nao's little mouth keeps chattering all day long, and he often misses something without even realizing it, and just nods his head in a daze.

"It seems, right? Sister, you also know that I say everything!"

Seeing the little steamed dumplings, he was still a little suspicious. Nao Nao put his arms around Mo Yan's neck and shouted in a sweet voice, "Oh, don't worry about paying so much! Mr. Mo Yan is the best!"

An An couldn't help but echoed, "Yeah! It's good for my mother, and it's good for us! I like it!"

It turns out, is this what it feels like to have a father? They don't have an answer for who to save from falling into the water, but Mo Yan's answer makes them feel safe. They like it!

The brothers were so persistent, so Little Steamed Dumpling didn't say anything more, and after exchanging glances with Little Baozi, they said nothing more.

Mo Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard the two little babies' compliments without hesitation and their love for him from the bottom of his heart. Then Nao Nao poured cold water on him.

"That's right! A father like this will fight again!"

Nao Nao feels that with a father like Mo Yan as a role model, the fathers who follow will only get better and better.

Mo Yan almost choked, took Nao Nao back into his arms, and faced An An face to face, giving serious and thoughtful instructions.

"Two princes, dad doesn't have to pursue quantity, he has to pursue quality."

"Besides, the two little princesses are your sisters. Shouldn't you first ask your sisters what they think about these matters and seek their opinions?"

Mo Yan successfully changed the topic, and An An and Nao Nao couldn't help but look at the two little girls at the same time.

The little steamed dumpling was stunned for a moment, turned his head awkwardly and said nothing.

But from time to time, her eyes secretly glanced at Mo Yan's right hand, which was tied with a wristband, and she was a little confused and surprised. Although Mo Yan knew that his mother was proficient in sex just now and he had smoothed it over, she still didn't believe him.

After all, he was so similar to that person in some aspects, it really made her have to think more.

When Little Baozi had just finished his meal, he felt that Mo Yan looked very similar to that person.

Now when I see him talking to his brothers, I feel a little strange, but he is not the same as that person.

After lowering her eyes and thinking for a while, the little girl looked up at Mo Yan with a clear expression, "My brothers don't have a father, so it's not surprising that they would think so."

"Although my sister and I had a father...but he did something that made us very sad. Now we don't care about whether we have a father or not."

"However, although our father has his faults, he is also very powerful. He has superb chess skills and strong martial arts. It's just that he can't sing. I wonder, Mr. Mo Yan, what do you know but how to play chess?"

Little Baozi stared at Mo Yan for a moment. Before Mo Yan could say anything, Nao Nao excitedly replied, "Yes! Mr. Mo Yan is so good at playing chess!"

He looked at the little steamed dumpling, "Didn't Sister see it last time? He defeated that one, that Young Master Wan, so easily!"

The little bun raised his eyebrows and looked at the little steamed dumpling. The little steamed dumpling nodded reluctantly and muttered in a low voice, "It's even better than yours."

Hearing this, Xiao Baozi's heart suddenly tightened, and he stared at Mo Yan with a somewhat probing look, as if he wanted to see through the person in front of him.

"I see. I didn't expect Mr. Mo Yan to be so good at chess. Speaking of which, he is quite similar to our father."

Mo Yan smiled calmly, his tone was very respectful, and he couldn't find any fault, "It's just a fluke, my chess skills are not that exquisite. That day, it was also because Young Master Wan underestimated the enemy and was eager to perform.

Will lose to Mo Yan."

Seeing that Mo Yan's answer was impeccable, Little Baozi paused and then spoke meaningfully, "Maybe, but it's such an easy thing to sing. Young Master Mo Yan should be able to do it, right? He won't sing as badly as my father.

Bar?"

Mo Yan's dark pupils shrank instantly, he frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

Little Baozi's heart suddenly tightened, as if something was about to come out, and her palms were filled with beads of sweat.

Little Steamed Dumpling also understood what his sister wanted to do, and stared at Mo Yan closely to see how he would react.

Although Mo Yan was able to fool other things away, if he was really that person, his singing out of tune would be too obvious.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next