Chapter 148 The King’s Child

After singing a song, he had never felt so tired. Sweating profusely on the battlefield was nothing compared to the hardship of coaxing a child.

The two sisters laughed happily after hearing this.

The little steamed dumpling was so amused that he burst into tears, while the little bun held his stomach and laughed so hard that he fell on his back.

Gu Mohan saw this in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up with a smile of relief...

The two little girls' attitudes towards Gu Mohan softened somewhat, and the room was filled with laughter and laughter.

Little Steamed Dumpling patted her thighs and smiled so brightly that she showed her silver teeth, "You're so funny! If I ask you to sing, you'll sing!"

The little bun's silvery laughter kept echoing, "Yeah, sister! This bad uncle looks so good when he sings Gu Ga Gu Ga!"

Gu Mohan originally felt that his shame was thrown away, but when he saw the girls beaming with joy and smiling brightly, his heart suddenly became warm.

He was a little happy, and even tilted his chin up proudly, squatted in front of the little steamed dumpling and rubbed her head.

"Well, I'm not bad, am I?"

The little steamed dumpling laughed so hard that she wiped her tears. Now Gu Mohan came over and asked her this. She gasped, suppressed laughter and shook her head.

"Humph, how can you be so narcissistic! Your singing is just okay, but your dancing..."

Little Baozi calmed down and echoed, "The dancing is not as good as the spicy one!"

Little Steamed Dumpling nodded affirmatively and raised his eyebrows at the frustrated Gu Mohan, "You are still far from the perfect and perfect father image in our hearts!"

The little bun pouted, "That's right! You still need to practice more!"

With that said, the two girls patted their buttocks and stood up, making faces at Gu Mohan, "We are going home! You can continue playing by yourself!"

Gu Mohan felt that he had been completely fooled by them. He stood there a little dazed and couldn't tell what he felt.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the three of them saw Nan Wanyan walking in with smiling eyes like the moon, "Steamed dumplings and buns, why aren't they ready yet?"

After Nan Wanyan finished speaking, he suddenly saw Gu Mohan standing behind the sisters with a complicated look on his face.

Nanwan Yandai frowned, hugged the two sisters, held them tightly in her arms, and looked at Gu Mohan warily.

"Why are you here?"

The two had just finished arguing not long ago, and they both disliked each other.

Gu Mohan immediately replied angrily, "Why can't I be in my Xifeng Courtyard?"

The small steamed dumplings and buns were soft and glutinous, leaning against Nan Wanyan's arms, and she said with a milky voice, "Mother! It turns out that mother is really fine!"

"Mom, I missed a wonderful performance today!"

Gu Mohan instantly felt that something was wrong.

Just when he was about to stop him, Nan Wanyan asked fondly, "Oh? What kind of performance is it?"

The little steamed dumpling glanced at Gu Mohan with evil intentions, "This bad uncle sang "Duck and Duck Paddling" for us!"

Little Baozi also raised his little fist and said happily, "Yes! He even jumped! He's just like a big clumsy bird, not as graceful and graceful as my mother at all!"

Gu Mohan's eyes darkened, as if he had been humiliated.

But then he pretended to be calm and hugged her.

"I just saw that they were not in a good mood, and wanted to make them happy. You, a mother-in-law, have been invisible all day, and you have simply failed in your responsibility!"

Nan Wanyan raised her eyebrows, not caring about his cynicism, and looked at Gu Mohan jokingly, but asked the sisters.

"Really? Then does he sing well?"

The little steamed dumpling wrinkled his face and shook his head, his face full of disgust.

"It doesn't sound good! It's like a duck quacking! My mother sings well, and her voice is thin and soft. He is a big and thick man, and he sings like he is yelling!" Little Baozi nodded in approval, and suddenly clapped his hands and remembered, "Yeah! Sister is right! But it’s still quite funny!”

Nan Wanyan finally couldn't help it, and suddenly became happy, and even the anger he had just had was diluted a lot.

"I didn't expect it, Gu Mohan. It turns out that the God of War is not doing his job properly. He spends all day studying these childish nursery rhymes in the palace. Wow, that's strange!"

"Nan Wanyan, don't laugh!" Gu Mohan's face was as black as charcoal.

He felt that there was nothing he could do about his face. He was actually being laughed at by this woman, Nan Wanyan? !

Gu Mohan snorted softly, with an angry look on his face, "There are specialties in the arts, and I am not good at them! But I must be good at singing. These two girls were smiling just now!"

Nan Wanyan raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, "Really? Then you can sing it again?"

Gu Mohan's eyes darkened, "You!"

The two little girls hurriedly stood in front of Nan Wanyan and said to Gu Mohan angrily, "What are you doing! Are you going to kiss the evil mother again?!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Mohan was like a deflated rubber ball, unable to get angry no matter what.

Nan Wanyan smiled happily behind the two little guys, but she also understood that a pretentious and noble person like Gu Mohan was willing to do such a shameful thing for two yellow-haired girls.

It can only show that he really likes the two sisters.

Little Steamed Dumpling suddenly looked at Nan Wanyan eagerly, and pressed his face against her chin to rub it with great attachment.

"Mom, please don't go out for so long again. Xiaobaozi and I will be worried!"

Little Baozi also looked at Nan Wanyan aggrievedly, and pursed his lips together, "Yes, mother, this bad uncle is not fun, mother, stop playing with him!"

Gu Mohan was unhappy and walked up to the mother and daughter in a dissatisfied tone.

"Why isn't it fun for me? Your mother doesn't accompany you all day long, but I am here to accompany you. You had a good time just now. Why do you say that?"

Just now she said he was funny, but now he immediately turned his back on him. He was really a thorn in the heart of a woman!

The two sisters interrupted at the same time, "We don't want you! We want our mother!"

As she said that, the girls hugged Nan Wanyan's thigh tightly and didn't let go.

Gu Mohan was speechless and stared at Nan Wanyan bitterly.

It has to be said that he started to be jealous of Nan Wanyan.

Why can she have such a good relationship with the two little girls?

Is he just going to be treated coldly?
No, he wants it too!

Nan Wanyan looked at Gu Mohan's jealous eyes, and felt uneasy that Gu Mohan would take away her little cotton-padded jacket.

Her starry eyes dimmed and she spoke meaningfully, "Gu Mohan, where are you now? You have a happy family and a happy marriage. You don't lack anything."

"You have also married Yun Yurou, the one you have longed for. She will also give birth to a child for you in the future. You have your own family. Can you stop pestering my little darlings all the time?"

"Don't always eat what's in the bowl and think about what's in the pot. Wouldn't it be better to honestly love the baby your lover gave you?"

Little Steamed Dumpling nodded like a pound of garlic, feeling that what Nan Wanyan said was simply the truth, "Mom is right! You'd better go find the person you like!"

Gu Mohan took a deep breath, wondering why he couldn't hear Nan Wanyan's calm warning.

But this little girl actually protected Nan Wanyan so unconditionally. Thinking of this kind of thing made his chest feel tight.

Gu Mohan's eyes were crossed and his eyebrows were crossed, and his tone was unmistakable and majestic.

"In my palace, you are my child!"

(End of this chapter)

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