Chapter 1091
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The next day, early morning.
At the old mansion, the little one had woken up early. Ever since he went downstairs, he had been staying at the door, neither going in nor out. From time to time, he would stretch his little neck to look outside.
Mother Mo had come over to call them a few times, but despite his young age, the little one was quite stubborn.
She had no choice but to let him be.
This child was looking forward to his parents' arrival!
.....
At the same time, at Zichen Mountain.
He had just gotten off the plane in the wee hours of the morning and went to bed very late. As a result, he had unknowingly overslept.
Jiang Tingxu couldn't open her eyes, and she didn't want to move. She kicked the man who was sleeping next to her and said, "What are you talking about?
"Answer the phone!"
After saying that, he fell asleep again in less than two seconds.
On the seventh or eighth ring, the man took out his phone from somewhere and unlocked it with his eyes closed.
"Who is it?"
He had not rested well to begin with, and now that he was woken up, he was even angrier than usual.
The person on the other side of the phone was stunned by the roar and doubted his life. Then, he spoke softly.
"Dad, it's Ning Ning."
Heh.
"Mo Zhining, you better be busy!"
Otherwise, he would settle old and new scores together!
The little one did not know that his little butt was about to be in danger.
"Dad, when are you and Mom coming back? Ning Ning has been waiting for a long time. "
She had been waiting since she woke up. It was only after she had eaten breakfast that she finally called.
However, the little one's longing did not seem to bother his father at all.
"Wait!"
He hung up the phone after saying those two words perfunctorily.
Perhaps he was worried that there would be another call later, so he turned the phone on airplane mode, threw it on the carpet with a bang, and continued to sleep with his wife in his arms.
At the old mansion, the little one who had been hung up on sniffled. He felt like a pickled fish, sour, green, and unnecessary!
It was too difficult!
.....
When the couple set off from Zichen Mountain and arrived at the old mansion, it was already close to noon.
The little one had also finished his morning classes, but he was not in a good state in class today. He was listless, like a pickled eggplant.
The tutor could not help but want to touch the little one's head.
"Mo Mo, are you not feeling well?"
The little one shook his head.
"Teacher, Ning Ning is fine."
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