After replacing the fish tail with a small meat leg, Tangtang stayed in Mo Heng's arms the whole time, and hadn't walked by herself yet.
She staggered to the front of the stairs, biting her fingers in fear and looking back at Mo Heng again. Then she bravely climbed up the stairs with hands and feet, and climbed faster and faster.
For the sake of beauty, the stairs of the Mo family did not have guardrails at all.
Seeing Tangtang pouted and crawling staggeringly, Mo Heng's heart was in his throat, and he hurried to catch up, but he didn't realize for a while, what the hell was this kid doing.
After Tangtang climbed up to the second floor, as if he had finished his adventure, he sat on the ground and giggled happily, then got up with a grunt, and staggered towards the cold-faced god Mo Qishan.
Mozaki-san has never been destined for children.
Not only has he become a "deadly rival" with his son, he hasn't seen each other for ten years.
It can also scare the strangers into crying and howling.
But Tangtang was not afraid of him, not only hugged his calf tightly, but also treated him like a big tree, striving to climb up like a snail.
While crawling, she yelled in a milky voice: "Papa, papa..."
In front of Mo Heng, Mo Qishan was so embarrassed that he was at a loss.
Tangtang tried her best to climb up Moqishan's calf, and slipped down again. After repeating this twice, she finally shrunk her mouth, mist quickly gathered in her big black grape-like eyes, and the tip of her pinkish nose turned red. …
Woooooo... The cold-faced uncle ignored her!
Tangtang felt wronged.
Mo Heng didn't know what was wrong with him.
He obviously felt that the little mermaid was very troublesome, even if he wanted to keep it with him, he had no choice but to do so.
But seeing her being wronged, the tip of her nose was red, and Mo Heng's heart was pierced like a knife.
Forget it, at worst, he would lose his future, and put Tangtang under his household registration, saying she was his daughter.
Who would have thought that Tangtang hadn't cried yet, when his small body suddenly got on a helicopter—
The red eyes met Mo Qishan's awkward and loving eyes: "Little guy, what's your name?"
Tangtang was directly picked up by Mo Qishan and put on his arm.
That was the treatment that Mo Heng had never enjoyed.
The little baby who was still pouting just now turned from grief to joy, hugged Mo Qishan's neck affectionately, and said each word seriously: "Tang, Tang."
Mo Qishan's tone was unprecedentedly kind: "This name is good, who gave it to you?"
Afraid that Tangtang would show his mouth, Mo Heng coughed quickly to remind Tangtang.
The little guy was very clever, pointing at Mo Heng: "My brother started it!"
Mo Qishan glanced at Mo Heng: Hmph, the mouth is tight.
Tangtang heard Mo Qishan's heartfelt voice, and quickly opened her mouth to show Mo Qishan, indicating that her mouth was not tight.
Mo Qishan didn't know what Tangtang meant, and thought it was a child making faces, and was amused.
Tangtang heard Mo Qishan's heartfelt voice: Even if Mo Heng is an asshole, this child is innocent.
He also heard Mo Qishan say: It is worthy of being the seed of our Mohist family. He is not afraid of me when he sees me, and he smiles so sweetly at me.
In the next second: Xiao Tangtang is so cute, since that bastard Mo Heng brought the child, he would never want to take it away again.
Tangtang breathed a sigh of relief.
This uncle who looks so cold and scary turns out to be such a good guide! Much easier to coax than her father!
Fang Lanxin saw that the tense atmosphere between the father and son was resolved by this pink and jade-carved little doll, and she hurriedly said, "Mo Heng finally came back, and I will have dinner at home in the evening. I will ask the kitchen to cook more dishes."
Mozaki-san: "Wait—"
(end of this chapter)