Chapter 975
When Mo Cheng came back from the company, he didn't see Qiao Luoluo, so he went to the bedroom to change his clothes. After changing into comfortable home clothes, he vaguely heard some movement on the bed. Under the quilt, there seemed to be a lump of something I didn't know what it was.

He frowned and reached out to lift the quilt, revealing a snow-white and cute child hidden inside.

Mo Cheng's eyebrows jumped heavily, and the child woke up faintly. His soft little mouth opened wide, and he started crying. The sound was so loud that it could lift the roof of his villa in Mo Cheng. .

The child blushed from crying. For such a small child, Mo Cheng was really worried that he would cry to death. He didn't let it go. Instead, he searched for a clip of a baby who had hugged a relative's house many years ago, imitating the child's mother hugging her. With the baby's gesture, he clumsily picked up the child.

He was quick at learning, and quickly adjusted the baby to a comfortable position. The baby was also very obedient. He smacked his mouth a few times in his arms, and fell asleep again.

Mo Cheng's frowning finally loosened. He hugged the child and searched everywhere for Qiao Luoluo's trace, ready to ask the teacher for his crime.

[Host, Mo Cheng has discovered the child, and he is looking for you everywhere now. ]
Qiao Luoluo, who was hiding downstairs, said in his heart that he knew it. As soon as he came out of his hiding place, he bumped into Mo Cheng's eyes in embarrassment.

"I, do you believe me when I say I'm playing hide-and-seek with you?" Qiao Luoluo clasped her two hands obediently in front of her body, her expression and tone were filled with guilt.

"Where did the child come from? Did you give birth?" Mo Cheng's tone was not kind, and he seemed to have a good fight with her.

"How is that possible!" Qiao Luoluo's voice became louder, but was silenced by Mo Cheng's look.

"You want to wake him up? Well, if you wake him up, you will be responsible for putting him to sleep." God knows that his nerves are still tense up to now. Babies are creatures that are here to benefit others, but also to cause trouble in the world.

Qiao Luoluo surrendered with her hands raised, she came to Mo Cheng's side lightly, and pulled his arm: "I'm with you every day, he's so young, how could he be born by me."

Mo Cheng's dim eyes fell on Qiao Luoluo's flat stomach: "You will take the initiative to entangle you every night, and your stomach will be bulging after the end, maybe you were conceived at that time."

"Is it okay to say that?" Qiao Luoluo looked shocked, "You are lecherous, that's not the case, this child is not mine."

"Sooner or later he will die in her hands following Qiao Ruoyu. I can't bear to see a good child being harmed like this, so...can we raise him?" Qiao Luoluo's eyes fell on the baby's face.

"I hope that in the future this child will not harbor evil thoughts like her mother."

"You are generous. She bullied you so much before, and now you still want to raise her child?" Mo Cheng couldn't wait to see what kind of structure Qiao Luoluo's brain had.

Mo Cheng cared more than Qiao Luoluo imagined that this child would inherit Qiao Ruoyu's bloodline and become someone like her, which would make Qiao Luoluo unhappy.

"If you are worried that she will not be doing well, I will ask Zhou Mao to find a good family and help raise her." Mo Cheng held the baby in his arms and made a phone call.

Qiao Luoluo stood beside him pitifully: "But he is quite cute."

"Is it cute? I don't think so." Mo Cheng looked at Qiao Luoluo coldly, feeling angry in this world.

He is chaotic when he cares, and he hates iron but cannot turn it into steel.

(End of this chapter)

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