Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 4 She Can't Be Your Wife
"Okay, okay, my sister likes my brother, son, you can go and stay."

Yebai said happily that she had earned a son who was liked by her.

"Why, I look the same as my brother."

Mo Shifan pursed his lips in displeasure.

Yebai didn't know either, "It's okay, it's okay, my son can only say that you and Xiaotang have no fate."

"What is fate?" Mo Shifan muttered while picking his fingers.

Mo Shifeng was happy in his heart, but he still had that cold look on the surface.

How could Yebai not know his son, from the slightly raised corners of his eyebrows.

"Hug her, son, and see how much she likes you."

Yebai is just giving his son a step down, the elder son is good at everything but he is too arrogant.

Xia Shuyao picked up her daughter and just carried her away when Mo Shifeng felt his arms empty, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Ah~"

Candy desperately shook her head, her eyes looking for Mo Shifeng.

"Little girl, I gave birth to you in vain."

Xia Shuyao pointed at her angrily and said.

But candy couldn't understand again, and when he found Mo Shifeng with his big eyes, he stretched out his hand and giggled.

"Give you."

Xia Shuyao turned around angrily and stuffed her daughter into Mo Shifeng's arms again.

Mu Zhe was also upset, but for the sake of the fact that the other party is a child, let it be.

"Don't be angry, my wife. My daughter belongs to our family anyway. We will take her back after the hundred-day banquet."

"kindness."

Mo Shifeng hugged Candy, thinking that it was because she was pestering him, not because he couldn't bear her.

His younger brother, Mo Shifan, lay on the sidelines and looked at him enviously.

Candy's two older brothers also looked at Mo Shifeng with envy.

Why hasn't my younger sister been so clingy to me?

What's so good about this kid? Mu Yu sized Mo Shifeng up and down.

Didn't see any results.

The hundred-day feast was over, and Xia Shuyao finally got her daughter back as she wished.

Candy closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Probably not asleep, she was still clinging to Mo Shifeng.

Mo Shifeng looked at her with some reluctance, and suddenly his arms were empty, and he was not used to it.

The little guy was blowing bubbles in his mouth, sleeping peacefully in his mother's arms.

When she got home, Xia Shuyao gently put her daughter on the small bed before stepping back.

Mo Shifeng sat in the car home without saying a word, while Yebai looked at his son's face looking out the window.

In the past, he was always reading, although she told him many times that reading in the car was not good.

"Thinking about little sister?"

Ye Bai turned to look at him in the back seat and asked.

"I think, I think, little sister is so cute."

Mo Shifan cried out excitedly, his dancing face was full of excitement.

Yebai wonders if the second son has a tendency to be abused, since Candy obviously doesn't pay much attention to him, why does he still like her so much.

Mo Shifeng raised the car window coldly, picked up the book, "No."

Ye Bai glanced at him teasingly, poked her husband, and said in a low voice, "My son is shy."

"Okay, stop poking him."

Mo Shifeng looked at the book and felt that the words in the book had turned into the face of that little milk baby.

Looking at it, I felt inexplicably irritable, so I simply closed the book, closed my eyes and rested my mind.

Mo Shifan sneaked up next to his brother and poked his body, "Brother."

"Huh?" Mo Shifeng replied lazily.

"Do you know what wife means?"

Mo Shifeng opened his dark eyes and stared at Mo Shifan without speaking.

Mo Shifan was a little frightened by him, shrugging his shoulders, "What are you doing?"

"Mummy is Daddy's wife."

Mo Shifeng paused and continued, "Little sister is too young to be your wife."

"Oh." Mo Shifan let out an aggrieved look in his eyes.

Mo Shifeng looked at him and nodded, feeling relieved unconsciously.

"Is that why I can't be your wife?"

Mo Shifan felt that even if he was cowardly, he still didn't understand, so he asked.

Mo Shifeng didn't know how to answer for a while, logically speaking, yes.

But why are you so upset.

"Ah."

Mo Shifeng replied lazily, and subconsciously began to imagine that little milk bag living with him like Daddy and Mommy.

(End of this chapter)