Almighty Dad: I have so many cute babies

Chapter 201 Auction

Besides, that antique is not something that ordinary people can play with.

Since Zhou Fujun finished chatting with Liu Quanming last time, he went online to check some information.

Not only that, but he also bought and wrote antique books like a kid.

What to say to learn a little knowledge.

When Chen Rong saw Zhou Fujun working so hard to learn something, his superiors usually didn't want to check the information when he was assigned a task, and had to wait for his daughter to come back to help him complete it.

After studying for so many days, what can he understand?

"Just to join in the fun, anyway, I can't afford anything."

Zhou Fujun muttered.

He also wanted to be tough, but when he saw Chen Rong's eyes, he immediately disappeared.

The quarrel between parents came from the phone, Zhou Yang shook his head helplessly.

"Mom, this is specially given by Mr. Liu, why don't you let Dad take a look."

Zhou Yang knew that his father didn't have many hobbies, and it was rare for him to be interested, so it's okay to let him join in the fun.

"Your father wants to go anywhere, and besides, the auctioneers are all rich people, wouldn't we make others laugh if we don't buy anything?"

Chen Rong shouted.

She watched those plots on TV, and raised the price by 100 million by simply raising a sign.

What if Zhou Fujun couldn't control his hand and held up a sign?

Zhou Yang had no choice but to explain to Chen Rong in a good manner that it is not a shame to go to the auction and not buy things.

Just say you didn't like it.

And they went there as friends of Mr. Liu, and the people at the auction will take care of him.

Chen Rong was a little shaken by what her son said.

"And you can eat tea and snacks over there." Zhou Yang pondered for a while, and then said.

Chen Rong's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "Is it true?"

Zhou Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Of course it's true."

Being able to see real antiques and eat, Chen Rong quickly agreed.

"Okay, then I'll pick you up on Sunday."

"Good good."

Chen Rong hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Zhou Fujun wanted to say something, but Chen Rong hung up the phone directly.

For his wife, Zhou Fujun loves and feels helpless.

"Did Mom and Dad agree?" Han Mo looked at Zhou Yang curiously when he heard Zhou Yang hang up the phone.

Zhou Yang nodded, turned the big girl on the bed over, found a diaper and changed it for her.

"On Sunday, I will pick up my parents, and then let Xiaotong come over to bring the cute baby."

Zhou Yang patted the big girl's fleshy buttocks, causing the big girl to twist her small body non-stop.

Han Mo raised his head in surprise and pointed to himself, "I'm going too?"

Confusion was written all over her face.

"Of course." Zhou Yang scratched her nose amusedly, and joked, "I don't worry about leaving my wife at home."

Han Moqiao blushed slightly, and glared at him tenderly, "What are you talking about!"

"Isn't this worried that my wife will be tired by the cute babies?"

Zhou Yang couldn't help but hug Han Mo in his arms.

"It's not so easy to get tired." Han Mo snorted softly, and twisted away from Zhou Yang's embrace cleverly.

"I let Xiaotong come over to take care of the cute baby yesterday, can't it be called?"

Han Mo bit her lower lip, all she could think about was Zhou Tong.

After all, Zhou Tong has to go to work on weekdays, so she finally took a day off and asked her to come over to take care of the cute babies.

Zhou Yang saw through Han Mo's thoughts and shook his head helplessly.

This little woman only thinks about others, not herself at all.

Zhou Yang took a step forward, stretched out his hand to pinch Han Mo's tender cheek.

He exerted a little strength, leaving a mark on her face.

"pain!"

Han Mo let out a cry of pain, and knocked off Zhou Yang's hand with reddish eyes.

"You know it hurts?"

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows.

Han Mo's ruddy lips pursed, and he hummed and acted coquettishly, "Of course it hurts!"

"It's fine if it hurts, I think your little head is really not awake at all."

Zhou Yang flicked her forehead unceremoniously.

Obviously it didn't take much effort, but Han Mo's forehead was also red.

"You think I'm stupid!"

Han Mo pouted and touched his sore cheek.

"Let me blow it to you." Zhou Yang took Han Mo's hand away and found that her fair and tender cheeks were indeed flushed.

A trace of distress flashed in his eyes, this woman was made of water, even a pinch would leave marks.

Zhou Yang's lips were drawn into a circle, and he blew slowly towards Han Mo's face.

As long as Han Mo lowered his eyes, he could see his appearance.

Pursed his mouth like a pig.

Han Mo connected the image in his mind with Zhou Yang's face, and burst out laughing.

She laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly, and she kept hiding back.

"Hahaha……"

Zhou Yang was dumbfounded.

What is she laughing at?
"Is there something dirty on my face?" Zhou Yang touched his cheek in confusion.

its not right.

He just took a shower.

Han Mo tried his best to hold back a smile, "No, no."

"Then why are you laughing?" Zhou Yang half-closed his eyes and stared dangerously at Han Mo.

No matter how stupid he was, he figured out something was wrong.

Han Mo covered half of his face with his small hand, and said in a muffled voice, "I, I didn't laugh."

Your eyes are almost bent into crescent moons and you still haven't smiled?

Zhou Yang looked at Han Mo quietly, and then suddenly pressed her on the bed.

"what!"

Han Mo let out an exclamation, and Han Mo had already fallen on the bed.

"You, what are you doing..."

Han Mo's head fell heavily on the soft pillow, and he was momentarily dizzy.

"Tell me, what did you laugh at me just now?"

Zhou Yang also took advantage of the situation and sat on the bed, and captured Han Mo who was trying to escape.

There was a hint of danger in his tone.

"I really didn't laugh at you." Han Mo bit his lower lip and explained innocently.

She just imagined it, isn't that too much?
Han Mo blinked his apricot eyes, his face was full of innocence.

"Liar liar."

Zhou Yang chuckled and pinched Han Mo's nose directly.

"Still telling me the truth?" He raised his eyebrows.

Han Mo's nose was blocked and he could only breathe through his mouth.

She grabbed Zhou Yang's arm angrily, and said angrily: "I said it's okay?"

"It's almost there."

Zhou Yang smiled, and then let go of Han Mo's nose.

Han Mo gasped, blushing slightly, "Then don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

So refreshing?

Han Mo thought for a while, then said, "Then you can't hit me either."

Zhou Yang raised frivolous eyebrows, and said slowly, "No."

But Han Mo was still a little worried, and immediately ran out of Zhou Yang's embrace, and walked vigilantly to the door of the bedroom.

She leaned out half of her body and looked at Zhou Yang furtively.

"actually, I……"

As soon as Han Mo opened his mouth, he couldn't help swallowing nervously.

"what?"

Zhou Yang asked.

"You just blow like a little pig."

Han Mo shouted this sentence with his eyes closed, and ran away in a panic.

I was afraid that Zhou Yang would beat her if he caught up.

Zhou Yang looked at his wife's disappearing back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What the hell is going on in this woman's little head.

(End of this chapter)