Chapter 390
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On this point, Jiang Tingxu indeed could not sense it.
She didn't know if she should thank Mo Boyuan or not.
After all, he never had to worry about the things that most people had to worry about, right?
Liao Jiayu seemed to have thought of it too. His expression trembled and his eyes were filled with envy.
Cough.
Fortunately, Doctor Liao did not say anything else. Jiang Tingxu lay on the table and fell asleep.
When he woke up again, it was almost 7: 30.
He stretched his body and twisted his sore neck.
.....
On the other side, in the Zichen Mountain Villa.
A certain little guy woke up on his own. He turned his head and looked around. Soon, he understood where he was.
He was in his own room in the Zichen Mountain Villa!
He slowly crawled out of bed and got out of bed.
He even forgot to put on his slippers. With his hair standing on end, he opened the door and went out.
However, in the end, he entered his father's room.
In the room, the man was obviously still asleep.
After the little guy came in, he climbed onto the bed.
"Daddy, Daddy."
He first pushed him. Seeing that there was no response, he pressed his entire body on top of him.
"Daddy!"
The man finally opened his eyes slowly. When he saw the person in front of him, his expression turned very ugly.
"Mo Zhining, what are you doing?"
Don't you know that your father has a serious morning temper since he was young?
Uh …
The little guy's body was a little stiff before he whispered,
"Daddy, it's time to wake up. Ning Ning is going to be late."
Usually, he would wake up at seven o 'clock. Today, it was already past 7: 30.
Moreover, this was Zichen Mountain, not Yunyu Tixiang. It was even further away.
Mo Boyuan seemed to have finally remembered that his son still had to go to school. He rubbed his head a few times in annoyance.
"Go back and wash up first. Then, go down and wait for me."
"Oh, okay."
After receiving his father's reply, the little guy got out of bed.
Mo Boyuan lay on the pillow for about half a minute before he got up decisively.
Ten minutes later.
In the backseat of the car, the little guy was eating bread and drinking warm milk.
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