Forbidden-sex husband, please spoil me lightly

Ji Han drank all the brandy in his glass, then went out of the door and drove to the villa.

Mozi Yao is playing with his son. His son is getting older and more naughty. Fortunately, the child doesn't cry very much. He seldom cries. He likes to look at others with black eyes open most of the time, and then show a sweet smile.

When Ji Han arrived, Mo Zhiyao was riding with Dingdang in his arms. Xiaodingdang was innocent as a horse.

When he saw Ji Han, Mozi Yao's eyes began to turn around, and then he walked to Ji Han with Dingdang and pulled his clothes. That means to hug.

Mo Zhiyao's smile charm is unstoppable, not to mention Ji Han, who dotes on him. Ji Han hugged him and kissed him on his pink face, "come on, little guy, what's your idea for me?"

"Hold." Xiaomo Zhiyao can only say some simple words now.

Ji Han is a little strange. How can he hug? Does he want him to hug? This little guy is usually like a human spirit. Why is he so clever today.

Mo ziyao and Lin Mutong looked at each other and smelled the wine smell of Ji Han.

The next moment, Mo Zhiyao found that Ji Han just hugged himself tightly, anxiously stretched out his fingers and pointed to jingle.

Ji Han didn't understand, but Lin Mutong smiled. This kid is really clever.

She went forward to take her son from Ji Han's hand, and then took him and rode on Dingdang's back.

Ji Han looked at the little guy's smile and realized the meaning of his just one word.

He went to Mozi Yao and sat down: "brother, I wonder if the mayor has put pressure on you?"

Looking at Ji Han's sullen face, Mozi Yao was in a good mood for a moment, and his mind of playing tricks on Ji Han was quite clear.

Lin Mutong looks at his husband who is laughing. He puts down his son and youyou immediately goes to help the little master.

She went to Mozi Yao and sat down. She opened her mouth to Ji Han's expectant eyes: "Ji Han, it's not the mayor who put pressure on your eldest brother. Don't you think it's the eldest brother who put pressure on you? It's time for you to marry a wife, so that you will have a baby as tender as Zhiyao at that time, and we will have company to play far away from home."

Ji Han realized that it was not the mayor who put pressure on his brother, nor did he force him to marry Shi Huanwu. He just wanted to marry himself. So he looked at youyou quickly, and then quickly took back his sight like a guilty heart.

Mozi Yao stopped smiling, turned back to a serious book and said, "yes, that's what I mean. You are my most important brother and my relatives. Now that Mozi is developing well, you should also marry a wife, otherwise I would violate the agreement uncle Ji entrusted you to me.

Ji Han chuckled, "brother, you just worry about it. You see how good I am now. Why do you have to marry someone to go home? That person still has to take care of me."

Lin Mutong said, "Ji Han, you're wrong. Marrying a woman home is not to take care of you, but your soul mate. Your eldest brother won't force you to marry anyone. He treats you as a brother. He hopes that the person you marry is the one who really loves you. This is your eldest brother's most important commitment to you."

Ji Han subconsciously looked at Mo ziyao. Mo ziyao's eyes were clear. Indeed, he looked at himself eagerly. He couldn't help but feel hot. "Brother, thank you for worrying about me, but I don't have the right person now, but if I have one, I will marry home."

"That's good. It's not so urgent. I just want you to take this matter to heart. In addition, I just want to tease you."

Mo ziyao's mouth showed a bad smile.

"Brother, haven't we been drinking for a long time? Let's go and drink." then he came up and put his hand on Mo ziyao's shoulder.

"Go, I'll go to the sanatorium to see yu'er." Lin Mutong smiled and watched them disappear.

In the whole free city, the closest person to Mozi Yao is Ji Han except Lin Mutong and Mo. this feeling makes Lin Mutong envy. At least there is no such person around him.

She picked up her son and coaxed him in a low voice. Mo Zhiyao was in a good spirit today and didn't sleep all the time. She wanted to let Ali watch after her son fell asleep, and then go to the nursing home by herself. After all, Qiao Yu doesn't know what he looks like now. She always feels unsafe with her child.

Youyou stepped forward: "madam, it's all right. Take the young master if you want. I must take good care of the young master at that time. Let's just stay with a few more people."

Lin Mutong thought it was reasonable. According to Dr. Song, her brother's situation was getting better, so she nodded and agreed to youYou's suggestion.

The party took two cars and went straight to Dr. Song's hospital.

Lin Mutong, song chujue's Hospital, has been here several times, but it's the first time to come to the sanatorium. It's hidden behind the hospital. Behind the sanatorium is a camphor forest, with a quiet environment and complete facilities. It's the best sanatorium in free city.

The staff took Lin Mutong to Qiao Yu's room. The room was small, but very clean. Qiao Yu was sitting on the table in his sick suit, writing what he was drawing.

Lin Mutong was curious and walked over gently. Qiao Yu was painting attentively. He didn't feel someone standing behind him. What he was painting was a sketch, a bottle of blooming flowers on the table and elegant peony.

Finally, he finished painting. Unexpectedly, Jolin's son seemed to have a talent for painting. The sketch was really good. She couldn't help applauding.

Qiao Yu was startled and turned his head to her warm smile. Her smile was as warm as the spring breeze in February. He was at a loss.

Lin Mutong pointed to the painting and said, "yu'er is really great. My sister has never seen such a beautiful painting. Can I give this painting to my sister?"

Qiao Yu was a little stunned, but looking at Lin Mutong's loving smile, he couldn't help nodding. Then he picked up the drawing paper and handed the sketch to Lin Mutong.

Lin Mutong stretched out his hands to take over the sketch and enjoyed it carefully. His painting is very vivid and vivid. It's just a material. If she really paints, I'm afraid she will have to compare the real flowers. She was very pleased that the child had such a talent that she must not fail him.

She stretched out her hand to touch his head and said lovingly, "do you remember who I am?"

Qiao Yu looked at her and smiled. A smile appeared on his pale face, which made Lin Mutong cry with joy.