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Chapter 711

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The little one held his father's hand, and Mo Boyuan's face was not as cold as before. Instead, it was much gentler.

He said to the Ye father and son,

"Let's go, it's getting late."

"Let's go."

Along the way, the two children played together again and laughed non-stop.

The two men behind looked around for the corresponding room number.

"Found it, over there, room number one!" Sure enough, there was a big number one written on the wall at the door.

It was a two-story building with wall tiles pasted on the outer wall. The decoration was very beautiful, and it was worthy of being the best room number one.

The word "envy" had never appeared in Mo Boyuan's dictionary.

"Let's keep looking. You go in and pack up."

"Okay, see you later. Stone, say goodbye to uncle."

"Goodbye, uncle. Goodbye, brother."

The little one also waved his little chubby hand.

"Goodbye, Uncle Ye. Goodbye, Brother Stone."

After that, the father and son continued to search.

After walking around the village for half a circle, they finally saw room number five marked with the number five.

But, was it really a joke?

The outer wall of the room was cracked, and there was no lock on the door. The courtyard was full of roads paved with gravel. Not only was it uneven, but half of it was also mud.

Mo Boyuan's heart was choked, but his son was still there, so he could not show it.

"Ahem, go in."

The little one walked to the door and stopped moving.

"What's wrong?"

The next moment:

"Wah ~" The little one burst into tears.

Mo Boyuan rarely saw his son cry. For a moment, he was anxious. He threw down the suitcase in his hand and squatted down.

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt anywhere? "

He checked up and down, but did not see any wounds.

The little one sniffled while crying.

"Boohoo, dad, Ning Ning doesn't want to be here. It's so dirty and terrible here!

Ning Ning wants to go home. He wants his mother!

Wah ~ ~ ~ "

Mo Boyuan finally knew why his son was crying. Brat, do you think you're the only one who despises it?

Your biological father has already despised it 800 times in his heart.

However, he could not tell the truth to the child.

"Mo Zhining, you have to be clear about one thing. This is your own choice!

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