Chapter 925
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Finally, he brought everything over.
"Little ancestor, do you have any other orders?"
The little one waved his little hand.
"No, Second Uncle, you can leave now."
Tsk tsk.
.....
Two hours later, the program ended.
Mo Boyuan stood up and hugged the woman who had fallen asleep on his body at some point in time.
"Mo Zhining, go back to your room." He urged.
"Oh ~"
It was already nine o 'clock and the little one was a little tired. He obediently followed behind his father.
Before leaving, he did not forget to say goodnight to his grandparents and great-grandfather. Finally, when it was his second uncle's turn, his tone became extremely forced. It was as if his second uncle had borrowed his rice to return his chaff.
It could not be helped. This pair of uncle and nephew had never been on good terms. And the one who was suppressed every time was not the child but Mo Er!
Damn, who asked this fellow to be at the bottom of the Mo family?
On the way, the little one sized up his mother who was in his father's arms.
"Daddy, is Mommy pregnant?" He suddenly asked.
Mo Boyuan stopped in his tracks when he heard his son's question. Then, he looked over.
"Who told you?" He asked.
The little one scratched his little head.
"Ning Ning heard it. If she suddenly feels sleepy, it's very likely that she's pregnant!"
This was not wrong, but the actual situation was not so.
Your mother said that she was tired during her period, so she felt sleepy.
If she was really pregnant, your father would definitely be the first to jump to his feet.
"No, don't talk nonsense!"
"Oh, okay."
If it was not, then it was not. Anyway, for now, it was definitely best if there was no baby. Mommy could only love herself the most!
Mo Boyuan rolled his eyes and continued walking with the person in his arms.
Jiang Tingxu did not wake up until a few hours later.
Therefore, even the child's bath was washed by the man. Fortunately, it was not the first time the father and son worked together. They were much more familiar with it.
In the old mansion, the little one had his own room. It had been decorated since he was born. Therefore, after bathing, he obediently climbed onto the bed, pulled the blanket over him, and closed his eyes to sleep.
When Mo Boyuan finished bathing and came over, the child was already asleep.
Seeing that there was no problem, Mo Boyuan turned around and left the room.
He did not go straight to the room. Instead, he turned around and went to the study.
An overseas call was made. It rang for a long time before the other side picked up.
"Oh, Mr. Mo, why are you calling at this time?"
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