Gu Jiaming felt the moderate force hitting his shoulder, and his heart thumped. He felt that all the hair and bones on his body were tense. He said with a wooden face, "Wait until I charge two hundred yuan. Call fee, see if there is any discount now."
Boss Mo, who had never heard of this stalk, frowned slightly, not understanding the necessary connection between having a baby and recharging phone bills.
A topic that was originally very ambiguous, just like this was chattered to death by Gu Xiaoyao.
Mo Zeyang looked bewildered, and asked puzzledly: "Father, is this buying a big one and giving a small one away..."
Gu Jiaming stuffed a peanut into Mo Zeyang's mouth, and said angrily, "Shut up, you! Go and grind your teeth!"
Mo Yunqi carried Mo Zeyang out of the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Yes, buy a big get a small one, buy one get two free, maybe even get three free."
Mo Zeyang frowned, and looked at Mo Yunqi sympathetically: "Did you come to us because you have no money? You will definitely lose money if you do business like this, so don't send so much in the future."
Mo Yunqi laughed, the little thing is quite business-minded.
Mo Zeyang doesn't know how to use chopsticks yet, maybe it's because his claws are not easy to separate. He can learn everything else quickly and well, but he can't learn the skill of using chopsticks. For this reason, Gu Jiaming bought him a fork and spoon for the baby. Mo Zeyang held them tightly and ate by himself very strongly.
Gu Jiaming cut the stewed chicken thighs into small pieces and mixed them with the rice. Mo Zeyang could easily use a spoon.
Mo Yunqi was looking at Mo Xiaozai's baby meal with interest, when there was a bang on the table in front of him, and a bowl bigger than the big soup bowl in the morning was placed in front of him, with white rice and a small mountain Similarly, in order to pretend to be more, someone deliberately took a sharp shot.
Gu Jiaming waved to him arrogantly, "Eat it! You're welcome!" One more bite will pay off a little more debt. Gu Xiaoyao wanted to praise her wit.
Boss Mo looked at the bowl that could be described as a basin in doubt, and looked at it again in disbelief, "This is..."
"Big rice, you don't eat rice in country y?" Gu Jiaming raised his eyebrows. As a local commoner, I really can't understand that you wealthy nobles who live with crooked nuts don't even eat rice. Yes, it is pitiful and pathetic. He kindly explained to the other party: "Da da, i rice, rice! It has been one of the staple foods of China since ancient times."
Mo Zeyang licked the corner of his mouth, and repeated it very cooperatively: "da big, i rice, rice!"
Gu Jiaming rubbed the little boy's head in satisfaction. Look, the little boy is better at learning consonants and consonants than his father. He must follow his father in terms of being smart.
President Mo twitched his lips, and said helplessly, "I mean this basin."
Gu Jiaming sat down to eat, and his own was a very normal small bowl, which didn't look like a worthless rice bucket at all, "Your mother sent it here, and I used it as soon as I saw it was clean."
It's bigger than their soup bowl, it's really easy to use!
The corners of Mo Yunqi's mouth twitched, and the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, he said with a smile: "This is the turtle pot my mother bought me when I was in elementary school, the teacher asked me to make observation records. "
Gu Xiaoyao, who still wanted to praise her ingenuity: "..."
transfixed.
President Mo looked at Gu Jiaming's current expression with a smile, and couldn't help but chuckle. Gu Jiaming's temperament is not so much moody, but rather a child's heart, simple and pure, the more he looks at it, the more...cute
Yes, that's cute!
President Mo, who never imagined that he would fall in love with anyone, get married, or even have children, never felt that a person could be described with the word "cute". Note lonely students. It wasn't until he met Gu Jiaming five years ago, until today, five years later, that he recovered that memory, found the only person who made his heart flutter again, and suddenly found that the person he likes still has such a temper.
From the first time he saw Gu Jiaming, he felt familiar, as if he had known him for hundreds or thousands of years. At that time, he thought that this person should have this kind of personality.
Could this be love at first sight
After Gu Jiaming changed Mo Yunqi to a normal bowl, he ate in silence, pretending to be dumb, and he put the turtle pot on the window sill, poured water, and put two heads of garlic in it.
After the meal, Mr. Mo, who never touched the water with his ten fingers, offered to share the housework and help Gu Jiaming wash the dishes. Of course Gu Xiaoyao, who had his own little calculations in mind, disagreed. He was worried that he would not be able to become a fairy in the future, and now he wished he could treat President Mo as a pig.
On the sofa in the living room, Mo Zeyang, who was full of food and drink, was holding the remote control, carefully watching the replay of Gu Jiaming walking the red carpet.
Gu Jiaming's appearance is also one of the most handsome in the industry. The exquisite facial features can be taken from any tricky angle the reporter can find, and the photos are perfect and impeccable. Generally speaking, young people like this are so handsome wherever they go, which makes people feel a sense of oppression, and makes people feel the pressure that I am the most handsome here and everyone else goes away.
However, Gu Jiaming didn't. He had a gentle aura about him, and he could catch everyone's eyes tightly without making people feel any discomfort. The black slim suit is simple and neat, wrapping a perfect figure, and a pair of long legs are straight and slender, which is particularly eye-catching. He stood gracefully on the stage with a faint smile on his handsome face. He was completely different from his usual mischievous appearance at home. He was handsome, elegant, polite, good at acting, and liked to do charity. to the downside. His agent set up a perfect personality for him, making Gu Jiaming the perfect male god in the entertainment industry.
He didn't need to speak, and countless fans screamed for him, almost crazy.
Mo Xiaohu didn't know if he understood it, but he read it very seriously.
Mo Yunqi took a look, and subconsciously sat next to Mo Zeyang, one big and one small, with very similar faces except for the eyes, watching Gu Jiaming walk the red carpet solemnly. Gu Jiaming on the TV smiled and waved at his fans, desperately exuding his seductive hormones, and a group of fans yelled, "Gu Jiaming! I'm going to give you a monkey!"
The father and son frowned at the same time: Tsk, people nowadays are really too unreserved!
Seeing this, Mo Zeyang sighed like a grown-up, and said annoyedly, "My father is so handsome, I will definitely be like my father when I grow up." In the simple thinking of the little friend, Maybe the appearance can change over time. It doesn't matter if you follow his father when you are young, and you will follow your father when you grow up.
Mr. Mo, who educates children with a scientific and rigorous attitude, corrected him very seriously: "No, you don't look like him." Follow me.
Mo Zeyang glared at the people around him unhappily: "Expose others without exposing their weaknesses!"
President Mo: "..." Short? Looking like him is a disadvantage
The child's temper came and went quickly, and Mo Zeyang felt that his power had suppressed Mo Yunqi, a foreign two-legged beast. He continued to watch his TV, pressed the remote control with his little hand, and searched for it from the Internet Out of the TV series that Gu Jiaming has acted in, click on one at random, and start to show off: "My dad is really good at acting!"
This is a spy movie, and the relationships in it are intricate, and it takes a little intelligence to understand it. President Mo asked concerned: "Do you understand?"
"That's not important!" Mo Zeyang waved his little hand proudly, "The important thing is: that's my father!"
The speechless President Mo: "..."
It's a very normal topic, but Mo Zeyang choked it up.
No matter who raises the child, the magical brain circuit is the same.
The father and son started watching TV, and neither of them spoke.
With Mo Yunqi's identity, he is always supported by others, looking for topics to talk to him in the hope of having a word or two with him, he never looks for topics to chat with others. So he just sat on the sofa like this, with his long legs crossed, and every movement he made casually was elegant.
Mo Zeyang peeked at him from time to time. Originally, he was a serious bj paralyzed. After seeing Mo Yunqi's sitting posture, he gradually sat down, crossed his chubby legs, and won't lose if he loses!
With a four-headed body, when the legs are crossed, the legs are very short and fat!
Looking at the other party's long legs, Mo Zeyang curled his lips, so angry!
No matter how displeased this man who suddenly broke into their life circle was, Mo Zeyang started provocatively like a kindergarten kid: "There are a lot of people who want to be my stepmother now, and you saw it too. Give birth to a monkey for my father. Do you think so too? I won't approve of you!"
Boss Mo, who was trying to keep up with his son, said seriously: "I don't need to give birth to monkeys for him, he can give birth to monkeys for me." At this point, he paused, feeling that such a young child might not understand, so he added One sentence: "You are the little monkey born to us."
Mo Zeyang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly climbed down from the sofa sadly, without even wearing shoes, and ran away crying, "Dad! Dad!"
It can't be better, I'm heartbroken!
This human is so annoying!
Gu Jiaming, who was wiping his hands, heard the cries and was so frightened that he threw the towel and ran out. Seeing his baby boy crying and running over, Gu Jiaming quickly squatted down, waiting for Mo Zeyang to throw himself into his arms, Hugging his neck tightly, he quickly hugged his precious son, and rubbed his tender little face distressedly, "What's wrong with my son?"
"Dad, he said I'm a monkey, did you pick me up?" The child tearfully pointed at Mo Yunqi who followed, his aggrieved face was bulging like a bun, and he looked at Gu Jiaming expectantly and anxiously , couldn't help hugging Gu Jiaming's neck tightly again, wanting to cry aggrieved. The man said that he and his father had a monkey, but he was obviously a fox, so did his father pick him up? Couldn't it really be that Dad sent it for the phone bill
I can't think about it anymore, I want to cry even more when I think about it.
Mo Zeyang turned his head and pushed Mo Yunqi who came over to apologize, "We can't be reconciled, we can never be reconciled!"
Boss Mo, who has a mouth and can't explain it clearly: "..." He obviously said that many people wanted to give birth to monkeys for his father, but now he is so sad, what kind of brain circuit is this
Mr. Mo, who could control everything, even Gu Jiaming's moodiness, felt tricky for the first time.
After asking about the cause and effect, Gu Jiaming glared at Mo Yunqi angrily, "He's a brat, he believes everything you say, he's stupid and you're stupid too?"
Mr. Mo, who was scolded for being stupid for the first time: "..."
"I'm sorry, it was me, I was wrong, you are not a monkey." Mo Yunqi raised his hand awkwardly, wanting to touch the child's small head to comfort him.
Gu Jiaming stared at him fiercely, not to be touched!
It was the first time Mr. Mo felt what it was like to be rejected: "..."
Tonight was the most forced silence ever in President Mo's life.
Gu Jiaming carried the little boy into the bedroom, and while milking him, he was mad at Mo Yunqi, "Look, I told you that human beings are different from us. If you leave with him, can he be like me?" Does it hurt you?" Gu Jiaming handed the bottle to Mo Zeyang, and frightened him with a dark face: "He won't even give you milk!"
No milk, no food, and work! Mo Zeyang made up his mind a little, and Mo Yunqi's head was added with devil's horns, and there were three tails on his buttocks, the kind of devil's tail with sharp forks!
Mo Xiaohu shrank his neck in fright, and a white light flashed above his head. Gu Jiaming, who sensed the demonic aura, raised his hand and slapped the little fox's ears back, "Be careful, you will reveal your secrets sooner or later! "
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Boss Mo, who didn't know that he had been splashed with several pots of ink and had the same surname as his own, pinched his forehead helplessly. He didn't expect that the most troublesome thing was not Gu Jiaming's attitude, but the way he got along with the children.
After thinking about it, Mo Yunqi picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.
The person on the opposite side answered immediately after ringing twice, and asked respectfully, "President Mo, what do you want?"
Mo Yunqi's voice has regained his composure, "Find me a parenting expert, and then contact Mo Zeyang's school, I want to see his principal."
"Okay, President Mo, I'll make arrangements now. I just received the notification that Dr. Edmund will get off the plane at six o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, arrange to see me as soon as he arrives." After Mo Yunqi finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly. Dr. Edmund was his family doctor. After he thought of Gu Jiaming, he came to China to look for him in a hurry. Haven't had time to examine the reason for the loss of this memory.
Anyway, check it out.
He had a hunch that the reason for his memory loss had a lot to do with Gu Jiaming's departure.
After Gu Jiaming finished blackmailing Mo Yunqi, he didn't even notice that the other party was trying to peel off his fox fur. Watching Mo Zeyang drink up a bottle of milk, he thought that he would tell his teacher tomorrow, except for him No one can take Mo Zeyang away.
Especially the man who looks a lot like Mo Xiaozai!
The author has something to say: Boss Mo sees that Gu Jiaming looks familiar, so it's a foreshadowing, don't worry~ There's no double, no white moonlight, it's Shuangjie who loves each other sweetly, well, read below: Mo Xiaozai catches readers The big clothes corner, I beg readers to give a big hug, I don’t want to walk, I want to hug~~(*≧▽≦*)
small theater:
Gu Jiaming: "I'll go talk to Zai'er's teacher tomorrow! Hmph!"
Mo Yunqi: "Tomorrow I have an appointment with Zai'er's principal."
Mo Zeyang: "Father, teacher