Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 84: Pets for Pet!

What gift can make a move? It is not hard to guess. But Ye Mu hadn't guessed for a long time. Instead, he probed the probe curiously and asked him, "What is it?"

Mo Shen looked serious, and tapped his hand against the car door a few times, and there was a little more thought in his deep eyes, as if he was thinking about how to answer Ye Mu's question.

After a while, he raised his hand to pinch the tip of Ye Mu's nose, and described it: "A gift that looks like you."

"Is it a cat?" Ye Mu answered with his eyes wide open. Didn't he always say that she looks like a well-behaved cat?

But this time was deeply denied, he shook his head: "No."

"Is that... a dog?" Ye Mu looked at him with a little suspicion in his eyes?

In addition to these two common animals, she did not believe that Mo Shen could still buy a bird for her.

Receiving Ye Mu's curious gaze, Mo Shen didn't tease her, and opened the door of the car. The line of his voice was very gentle: "Mrs. Mo doesn't even know what she looks like?"

Mo Shen opened the car door, and she immediately looked over, but was startled by a little guy who suddenly came out and backed away.

"Hum hum……"

The little guy jumped out of the car and kept humming at Ye Mu.

Mo Shen had already picked it up with one hand, raised it in the direction of Ye Mu, and said with a smile: "How is it? Is it very similar to Mrs. Mo?"

"..." Looking at the little pig in Mo Shen's hands that kept looking at him, Ye Mu was already speechless.

So according to Mo Shen, she is like a pig?

"Where did someone send a pet to a pig?" Ye Mu mumbled, but his eyes were attracted by the pig in his arms.

The little pig lying in Mo Shen's palm was very well-behaved. Both ears and eyes were black, like two **** eye circles. His body was fat and his little tail kept tilting upwards. Wuliu's eyes scanned Ye Mu from time to time, but Ye Mu liked it very much.

"Just like Mrs. Mo?" Mo Shen held the piggy over to Ye Mu, faintly said.

Ye Mu hugged the pet pig and stuck out his tongue, retorting his words: "It's not like it."

"Why is it so small? Is it really a pig?" Ye Mu touched it quietly, and asked Mo Shen with some uncertainty.

Mo Shen put his hands in his pockets, watching her behave like a pig, and replied, "Well, Ossaba Island Pig."

"..." Ye Mu was destined to be unable to remember such a long list of names.

She touched the pig's head, and the pig obediently let her touch it. She held the piglet and moved for a long time before she raised her head and said to Mo Shen, "Should we give it a memorable name?"

"Huh?" Mo Shen raised his eyebrows to look at her. It has been given to her, and questions such as names are also given to her.

Ye Mu looked around, as if thinking about Little Pig's name very seriously. After a while, her eyes flashed with an inexplicable sheen, and she replied, "Or call it Uncle Bao?"

"..."

Mo Shen said silently, his beautiful chin lifted slightly, and he looked at Ye Mu and asked, "Call this name, will my little wife eat wontons in the future?"

"That's also true." Ye Mu nodded in a hurry, and smothered his red lips. He couldn't think of it: "Then call it a bag..."

It's just a name, she wants to use it, and Mo Shen feels good no matter what: "Yes."

"After that, it will be called Baobao." Ye Mu was inexplicably happy after confirming the name. Touching the bag with his hand, I really like it: "You will be called Mo Baobao from now on."

Mo Shen looked at Ye Mu with a serious look, and a smile could not help but be drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, pets are the easiest thing for girls to exude innocence. This pig was only sent by him to relieve Ye Mu's boredom, but unexpectedly, Ye Mu completely regarded it as his family.

When I went home at night, I didn't do anything. I didn't even read the scripts. I sat quietly in front of the computer and asked Xiao Baobao to check his life and eating habits.

At this point, even Mo Shen was a little jealous.

Before dinner, Mo Shen knocked on the door of the study room and said, "Can I have dinner?"

"Okay, a little bit more, wait a minute." Ye Mu only raised his head and glanced at Mo Shen, then quickly turned the mouse to finish watching the last bit. Then he carried the bag and walked out: "You know, it's the same as a baby, it needs milk powder."

"Really?" Mo Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand to embrace her shoulder and walked downstairs.

He thought that raising a pig is very simple, just need to feed the fodder.

"Of course." There is a rare thing that Mo does not understand deeply, but she does, and there is naturally some pride in her voice.

The smile of Mo Shen's thin lips became bigger and bigger, and he raised his hand and pinched the tip of her nose and said, "I thought it would be fine as long as I was like Mrs. Mo and fed some feed."

"...The little uncle is the pig." Ye Mu hesitated for a second, then opened his mouth to retort a minute later.

He thought that if he said so tactfully, she couldn't hear that he was calling her a pig?

"Haha..."

Mo Shen laughed because of Ye Mu's consciousness, and raised his hand to rub Ye Mu's hair: "Unexpectedly, my little wife also has a smart time."

Ye Mu took a deep breath and glanced at Mo Shen: "My uncle despises me so?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Shen bent over, his face pressed down.

Facing such a handsome face, Ye Mu's eyes flashed a little bit, and he coughed and changed the subject: "Eat."

"I'll let someone go out and buy milk powder for Mo Baobao later." Mo Shen stopped teasing her, pinched her hand into the restaurant.

Ye Mu raised his head and glanced at Mo Shen, inexplicably, thinking that the three words Mo Baobao came out of Mo Shen's mouth very nicely.

While eating, Lin Su saw Ye Mu still holding a pig and hurriedly asked, "Where did the piglet come from?"

"Oh, Mo Shen bought it." Ye Mu looked down at the pig and answered quickly.

Lin Su responded and nodded: "Fortunately, it is not a dog that I bought."

She is allergic to dog hair. If there is a dog in the house, she can't live anymore.

The bag may be due to a newcomer, not familiar with the environment, staying in Ye Mu's arms and not daring to come out. Ye Mu held it like this when reading the line at night. At this time, Ye Mu still wanted the bag to be more lively, but after a while, the bag became lively, and she still hoped that the bag was obedient.

The liveliness of the bag is simply uncontrollable.

However, at this moment, on the first day Bao Bao came home, it was obvious that most of Ye Mu's attention had been turned away, and Mo Shen regretted this a little.

Mo Shen was sitting in the study and looking at the documents, and Ye Mu was sitting aside reading the script. The study was quiet, except for the hum of bags from time to time.

Ye Mu lost concentration after looking at the script for a while, and from time to time he bowed his head and talked to Baobao.

Mo Shen heard her whisper softly and couldn't help but raised his head and asked: "Why don't Mrs. Mo want the pig to sleep in the bedroom at night?"

Ye Mu looked up in a daze, the look on her face seemed as if she had really thought about it...

(End of this chapter)