At night, Chu Yunyao took the delicate pony carved out of fine agarwood from Mo Lingyuan's hand and handed it to Xiu'er: "Xiu'er, this is the pony carved for you by your father, can you play with this in the future?" ”

Xiu'er's dark eyes glanced at Mo Lingyuan, then at Chu Yunyao, put the two little wooden horses together, and put them next to his pillow, and lay down with his fleshy body with his back to Mo Lingyuan.

Chu Yunyao lay beside Xiu'er, and after covering the quilt for him, she looked straight at the top of the tent.

Whenever Xiu'er was there, Mo Lingyuan was cautious, he didn't dare to get too close to Xiu'er, nor did he dare to get too far away from Xiu'er, and always controlled a relatively safe distance for Xiu'er.

He lay beside Chu Yunyao, and when he saw her sullen, he comforted: "Don't worry, Jinyu's body will also have to recuperate for some time, there will be no accident for a while, and if you look for it slowly, you will always find a suitable heart." ”

Chu Yunyao grabbed Mo Lingyuan's hand, "Ling Yuan, why do you still keep Zuoren after this matter?" ”

Mo Lingyuan's voice was cold, "He dares to treat you like this, Ben Shuai keeps him, naturally he wants to make his life worse than death." ”

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and through his shirt, she could feel the violence and bloodlust that suddenly surged up in his body.

Chu Yunyao patted his chest and persuaded in a low voice: "Xiu'er is still beside you, you should be quiet, so as not to scare the child." ”

Mo Lingyuan was abruptly silenced.

Chu Yunyao heard him gritting his teeth.

"Ling Yuan, crush him to ashes." Chu Yunyao's head drilled into his arms, "In this way, even if this matter is over, there is no need to think about those unhappiness all the time, and add to your anger." ”

Mo Lingyuan's thin lips were pressed against her forehead, and he agreed in a low voice: "Okay." ”

Xiu'er saw that her mother ignored her for a long time, and she was unhappy, her small body twisted, rolled to Chu Yunyao's side, and said in a milky voice: "Mother, woo woo......"

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Chu Yunyao hurriedly pushed Mo Lingyuan away, "Why are you turning off the lights, go and light the lights, Xiu'er is probably afraid of the dark." ”

Chu Yunyao turned around and hugged Xiu'er, "What's wrong with Xiu'er?" Mother is here, Xiu'er is good. ”

Mo Lingyuan had to go and relight the lamp, and when he turned around with a resentful face, he saw Xiu'er lying in Chu Yunyao's arms, dripping with long saliva, and his big black eyes looking at him vigilantly.

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

Mo Lingyuan wanted to touch the little guy's little face, but Xiu'er grabbed his outstretched hand, put it in his mouth, and bit it desperately with the four small teeth that had just emerged and had not yet grown.

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

It didn't hurt, it just chilled the heart of his loving old father.

Just carved the Trojan horse with wood for half a month for this little guy, the fingers don't know how many times the tip of the knife has been punctured, the wound has not healed, just gave the Trojan horse as a gift to him tonight, the time of a stick of incense has just passed, this little guy instantly turned his face and did not recognize people.

Seeing this, Chu Yunyao hurriedly rescued his fingers from Xiu'er's mouth, "Does it hurt?" I gritted out my teeth. ”

Mo Lingyuan resisted the urge to pinch this little guy to death, glanced at the thin tooth marks, and said lightly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

Mo Lingyuan saw him lying on Chu Yunyao's body, raised his hand to lift Xiu'er away, screwed it to the innermost position where Xiu'er was sleeping, put the quilt on him, and ordered: "Xiu'er, it's not early, hurry up and go to bed, don't disturb your father and mother chatting." ”

Xiu'er was thrown away, and even more angry, the round little body quickly got out of the quilt, turned over Chu Yunyao's body, and squeezed between Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao......

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Mo Lingyuan: "......"