Chapter 1195: Misunderstanding! Life and death are boundless 13
"Mom! I'm going to go to Mom's place!" When the little girl saw her, she broke free from Murong Jing's arms and rushed towards Su'er just like an ant seeing Candy.
When Su'er saw her child rushing over, she naturally hugged her with love and asked gently: "Are Qing'er good today?"
"Be good! Be even more obedient than brother." The little kid even asked for credit and reward.
He actually started to jealous of his brother and knew how to argue with him? Su'er kissed her little face.
At this time, the kitchen is not peaceful![
There is a sound of dishes breaking!
A Cai, who had just entered the kitchen, also shouted, "Young Master, don't do anything randomly!"
This shout didn't matter, but a white figure rushed to the kitchen in a hurry!
When I looked around, I saw a little guy squatting next to the basin to wash dishes! I accidentally broke several bowls just now.
"Mu'er! Are you hurt?" Murong Jing nervously patted the water droplets on the boy's body and gently picked them up. Checking his little hand, whether he was injured, "How can a child play like this?
Something?" He was worried. Why did Mu'er want to play with servants?
"Why can't you play?" Su'er, who was outside the door, questioned lightly, "The child should be independent and let him do what he can from an early age. If he wants to do it, he will let him do it."
"Ke Su'er, the child is only three years old..." Murong Jing replied softly, very cautious, afraid that she would get angry.
"It has nothing to do with age." The boy was curious and playful. It was not surprising that he loved to go to the kitchen to find these guys to play. Here, he was a treasure, everyone was pampered. He would play whatever he wanted and would not give him any gifts.
Playing, that kid is still having a big fuss. But at present, Su'er wants to sing with Murong Jing.
Not why? I just want to say that.
Reason? No reason! Reasons that you won’t admit if you have a reason!
"Su'er..."
Murong Jing's voice trembled slightly, and he kept his eyes hidden in his heart.
She is close to you!
But why does it feel so far?
In my heartache, I could only gently hug the boy in my arms.
Everything in front of me is a bit empty and unreal.
Once upon a time, he could only sneak into their bedroom and quietly watch their sleeping faces...