After being forced to be his husband's wife

Qiao Yuan hugged Ning Mo, and Ning Mo said in a childish voice, "I want to kiss..."

Then Qiao Yuan lowered his head slightly, and his light-colored lips touched Ning Mo's left cheek. Ning Mo didn't have any identity at all, and turned his head again, pointing at his chubby right cheek, wanting to make it symmetrical kiss.

Standing by the side, Ning Xiuyuan saw this scene, and said, "...I want to kiss you too."

Qiao Yuan raised his head and looked at him indifferently.

Ning Xiuyuan: ...

Ning Xiuyuan, who was so jealous that his body was torn apart, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Little Mo is too heavy, let me hug him."

Hearing his words, Ning Mo's body shrank into Qiao Yuan's embrace.

Qiao Yuan said, "No need."

Ning Xiuyuan had no choice but to help Ning Mo take off his shoes to prevent Ning Mo from rubbing the ash on Qiao Yuan's body. After that, Qiao Yuan carried Ning Mo into the house. Ning Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, Wiping his eyes sadly.

The servant was still watching, with a look of surprise on his face, and he didn't recover for a while.

Ning Xiuyuan held Ning Mo's two large boxes of clothes and daily necessities in his hand. Seeing the servant still standing at the door, he frowned and asked, "Have you brought all of Xiao Mo's things?"

Only then did the servant regain his senses, and replied, "Young master basically brought over everything, as well as those toys, I didn't bring the big ones..."

Ning Xiuyuan said in a low voice, "Then it's none of your business, you can go back."

''...um'〇,,

This forward and backward attitude was a 360-degree turn, and the servant couldn't believe that Ning Xiuyuan was such a gentle person just now.

Ning Xiuyuan carried two big boxes in his hand, and then closed the door. Ning Mo's luggage was heavy. He put the boxes at the door, walked to the living room, and saw the love mango he had specially cut for Qiao Yuan just now. Ning Mo ate more than half of it, and the orange juice was still hanging on the edge of his mouth.

This didn't make Ning Xiuyuan sour. Ning Mo sat on Qiao Yuan's lap and rubbed the mango juice onto Qiao Yuan's white shirt, leaving a small stain. A bottle of Coke, but the bubbles splashed on Qiao Yuan's body, and he was left out for a whole day.

But now, not only did Qiao Yuan not blame Ning Mo, he even asked with a light smile, "Is it delicious?"

"Good time!"

Qiao Yuan took a clean tissue and carefully wiped off the water stains on Ning Mo's face.

Ning Xiuyuan forcibly inserted into the screen, and said to Qiao Yuan, "Don't spoil him too much, lest he learn bad things in the future."

With that said, Ning Xiuyuan took the tissue in Qiao Yuan's hand and wiped Ning Mo's face, "Little Mo, you are not young anymore, don't bother uncle, okay?"

Before he could reach out his hand, Ning Mo avoided it. Ning Mo's little fleshy hand hugged Qiao Yuan's shoulder, and he murmured, "... baby hi

Uncle Huan, I don’t want my father today either. "

"..." Ning Xiuyuan's face collapsed, but it was difficult for him to teach Ning Mo a lesson in front of Qiao Yuan.

"Okay, don't be too harsh on him, how old is he?" Qiao Yuan asked.

Ning Xiuyuan thought for a while, "Two years old is still more than a month away..."

As soon as Ning Xiuyuan finished speaking, Qiao Yuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

A child who hadn't even started kindergarten was called by his father to be quite old, and he didn't know if his father picked it up on the side of the road.

Qiao Yuan felt that it was a pity. How could such a cute child as Ning Mo have a father like Ning Xiuyuan?

Ning Mo is very obedient. When he is in front of him, he doesn't cry or make trouble. He will tell him what he wants to eat. Pushing a few building blocks there, Ning Mo can play quietly for a whole day, and he is still very smart. , Ning Mo can recognize the 26 most basic pinyin letters, and there are some simple characters, point them to Ning Mo, and Ning Mo can read them out.

Today, Qiao Yuan didn't need to go to the company, but stayed with Ning Mo at home. With a child, the usually quiet room became lively.

A piece of clean white paper was placed on the desk, and Qiao Yuan wrote the two big characters of Ning Mo on the paper.

Ning Xiuyuan has long remembered this font in his mind, and now that he sees it, his eyes can't help but feel astringent.

From the first year of high school, he had always looked at the class schedule and the list of students on duty written by Cen Li on the far right of the blackboard. interrupted.

Until later, Cen Li took a leave of absence for more than a week. During that time, the class schedule on the far right side of the blackboard was written by a different person.

Everyone was surprised that a good student like Cen Li would ask for leave before the monthly exam. In the past, when others arrived in the classroom, they would see Cen Li already sitting on the desk and flipping through books, and left after class. Li also sat there, writing the paper left over from the last class.

In that monthly exam, Cen Li fell from the top three in the grade to the No.10 in the grade.

Only Ning Xiuyuan knew the reason.

Tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, he found that the young man's flexible body was so ecstasy that he would repeat the evil deeds in the box again after returning.

Cen Li's body dragged all the time, repeatedly failing to recover.

Qiao Yuan taught Ning Mo to read his own name, and then asked him, "Who chose the name?"

Ning Xiuyuan was startled, and he came back to his senses when he heard the other party's question, and said, "...I took it, I want him to be a literate person in the future, don't imitate

Bad. "

"Where's his mother?"

Hearing this question, Ning Xiuyuan's heart sank.

Perhaps Qiao Yuan didn't know that men could have children, as he said back then, there was no need to let others know that Ning Mo was born by a man, and Cen Li would not enter Ning's house anyway.

The child stayed at Ning's house, while Cen Li found another house to live in.

Ever since someone sent him a photo, he has often been emotionally unstable, and it is true that he has a guilty conscience. If he had treated Cen Li better in the past, he would not have fallen into the situation he is now.

Qiao Yuan asked again, "What's wrong?"

Ning Xiuyuan was too nervous to look directly into Qiao Yuan's eyes, "It's a bit hot today..."

At this moment, Ning Mo took a pen and wrote an abstract word Ning crookedly on the paper, then stretched out his short hand, pointed at the word Ning and asked Qiao Yuan to praise him, "...Baby wrote it."

Qiao Yuan lowered his head to take a look, smiled and praised, "It's really well written."

Then Ning Xiuyuan was successfully excluded as a third party.

On the contrary, Ning Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his arms, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ning Mo is really a good boy.

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