books44 Chapter 451
Chapter 451
This is really something that father Mo never dreamed of!
"Are you sure that's listening to Xu's mother?"
Unbelievable again questioned his own son in front of him.
Moboyuan made a sound.
Mo Fu deeply wrinkled several marks on his forehead and waved his hands:
"You go out first."
This matter needs to be quiet before it can be calm.
"Don't forget to tell my mother."
"Yes, yes."
Get out of here!
......
At this time, Jiang Tingxu was turning over the books he had left here in the room. Mo Boyuan came in so gently that Jiang Tingxu didn't find it.
"What are you looking at?"
Until there was a sudden sound in my ear.
"When did you come in?" asked angrily.
Do you know that people are scary and can scare people to death?
"Scared?"
Oh.
Jiang listens to Xu and continues to turn over the book in his hand, completely as if he didn't intend to talk to him.
Fortunately, Mo Boyuan did not continue to toss and sat aside beside the bed:
"I just told dad about Mrs. Jun." he began to explain honestly.
Sure enough, Jiang listened to Xu's action of turning over the book and stopped:
"And then?"
"It's nothing. Then, everyone knows his identity. We won't be at a loss when we meet again in the future."
That's what I said, but if I met you, it wouldn't make the Mohists so confused!
Jiang congxu naturally won't have any opinions. After all, everyone will know about this kind of thing.
Moboyuan glanced around the house. Although he rarely lived here in recent years, he was quite clear about everything in the house.
"Wife, where's my pillow?" suddenly asked.
Jiang listened to Xu slowly and looked down. Eh, there was really only one pillow left on the bed.
As for the other
Thoughts gradually come back.
Cough.
It seems that not long ago, um, the night I lived here with my son
The corners of his mouth were cracked slightly. He raised his hand gently and pointed to the other side under the bed.
Upon crossing his long legs, Mo Boyuan collapsed directly. When he saw his own pillow lying quietly on the ground:
"Why is it on the ground?" asked.
Jiang congxu, of course, saw the man's doubts about himself and quickly shook his head:
"Not me, your son threw it!"
At least he is an adult. How can he be so naive?
It's just that the servant aunt of Mingming's old house cleans every day. Why didn't you pick up the pillow?
Of course, Jiang congxu didn't know it was ordered by his son!
Who wants that little man to be a little proud?
No, it's on the bar!
Old house people, who doesn't spoil that little guy?
Therefore, after so many days, the pillow still lies on the cold ground.
Mo Boyuan took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up the poor pillow on the ground. At the same time, he patted it a few times before he put it on the bed and put it side by side with the pillow Jiang Tingxu slept on.
"Wife, don't you think that smelly boy has been a little too indulgent recently?"
We have to clean up!
Let him know why flowers are so red in this world!
If you dare to throw his father's pillow, will you dare to drive his father out of the house next time?
Don't tell me. I don't have to wait for the next time. Your son has already suggested that to his mother!
Jiang listened to Xu's silent lips:
"Where is he? Why don't you talk about your past?
You'll go too far than him!
I haven't seen my parents. How are they treating you? "