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Chapter 712

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As the little boy sobbed, Mo Boyuan placed him on the chair and began to spread the sheets.

When the sheets were almost done, the little boy was almost done crying. He just sobbed from time to time.

He probably understood deeply that no matter how much he cried, it would not help.

The weather on the island was a little cold at this time. Mo Boyuan found a long-sleeved jacket for the little boy from the suitcase. Fortunately, his wife was thoughtful.

The little guy was helped to put on his coat by his father. Only then did he raise his head to look at Mo Boyuan in a daze.

"You're not crying anymore?"

What was there to cry about?

"Yes." He pursed his lips, feeling wronged.

He reached out and hugged his son.

"Okay, this place is not bad. Daddy is here, right?"

His little heart was almost comforted, and he seemed to be less resistant.

He wrapped his two little arms around his father's neck.

"Daddy, are we going to stay here after that?"

Mo Boyuan nodded.

"Yes, we're going to stay here for a week. Next time we go somewhere else, we'll choose the best one."

"Okay."

So, brat, you have to be luckier next time. Don't choose Room No. 5, or your father won't be able to take it.

"Sit here obediently. Daddy is tidying up."

"Okay."

There were actually two cans of milk powder provided by the sponsor on the table, but the water had not been boiled yet, so he could only look at it.

The little one couldn't sit on the chair for long. After a while, he slid down to the ground and followed beside Mo Boyuan.

"Daddy, are we going to stay here for a week?"

"Yes."

"Can we go home after a week?"

"No, we can't go home until three weeks later."

This time, the show was filmed in three different places.

Three weeks?

The little boy began to count on his fingers.

"It feels like a long, long time. It's more than 20 days."

Mo Boyuan smiled.

"How is it more than 20 days? Isn't it just 21 days? "

The little boy immediately pouted.

"Daddy, can I call Mommy?"

"I don't think so now. Why don't you ask them yourself?"

"Okay, Ning Ning will ask them now!"

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