Mo Shangqian looked at the half chicken in his hand and was not polite, eating in an elegant manner.
Xiao Bao ate in the same posture. Bao'er glanced back and forth between the big one and the small one, and suddenly felt that this situation was very strange.
She always thought that Xiaobao's elegance in eating was innate and had nothing to do with anyone. However, when she saw Mo Shangqian eating in a serious and elegant manner, she realized that something was wrong.
Xiaobao’s elegance was actually inherited from Mo Shangqian?!
Bao'er immediately snatched Xiaobao's chicken and said loudly: "Smelly Xiaobao, how many times have I told you to eat faster and eat bigger, so that it tastes delicious!" [
Xiaobao eats so slowly and gracefully, and has the same virtue as Mo Shangqian. If Mo Shangqian discovers this fact, why would he have to skin her?!
Seeing Bao'er glaring at him angrily, Xiaobao didn't dare to take a small bite, and hurriedly sped up his movements. However, his movements were as graceful as ever, and even when he took a big bite of chicken, he still had a sense of elegance.
Bao'er had a headache and covered his little head, letting out a wail.
What should I do? This is nature and there is no way to change it. Even if she slaps Xiaobao hard, it is impossible for Xiaobao to change these habitual actions in one instant.
Fortunately, Mo Shangqian has changed now and doesn't look at their mother and son at all, otherwise it would be easy to discover this.
Baoer simply pulled Xiaobao into the world of flowers and expressed his hidden worries in this way. Only then did Xiaobao realize that Baoer was worried about this.
The little guy quickly decided to change some of his habits when eating in the future, and Baoer felt relieved.
Half an hour later.
Mo Shangqianwo was napping far away. When he heard the roar of animals, he jumped up from time to time, waking up Murong mother and son who were snoozing together.
Bao'er winked at Xiaobao again and asked Xiaobao to take Mo Shangqian back to the fire, so that he could take care of him.
Xiaobao followed the order and quickly dragged Mo Shangqian to the fire.
Mo Shangqian lay down with his back to Murong and his son, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Bao'er and Xiaobao looked at each other and realized that Mo Shangqian was not joking this time. This man smoked, and it was not light. When he was in a bad mood, he could actually stay silent for a whole day.
The next day, Bao'er got up early and looked in the direction of Moshangqian for the first time, only to see no one there.
She walked around and saw a man wearing a red robe standing under the morning sun. The warm sunshine shone on him, forming a golden circle on the ends of his hair, giving him an unearthly beauty.
At that moment, Bao'er had an illusion that this man was not an ordinary person.
After staring at the man blankly for a while, Baoer finally came back to his senses.
She woke up Xiaobao, washed up together, and then climbed mountains and ridges together.
This time Xiaobao didn't need to say anything, Mo Shangqian followed them silently.[
"Sister, do you think Master still hasn't spoken today?" Xiaobao asked in a low voice.
"Why don't we make a bet? I bet he will speak today!" Bao'er replied with a smile.
Xiaobao had no choice and replied helplessly: "Okay, I bet Master won't speak today. The loser will have to wash the dishes!"
He didn't dare to make a big bet because he was afraid that his little mother would lose and do the heavy work. It didn't matter if he lost, as long as his mother was happy.
"It's a deal! Xiaobao, I think I'm sure to win!" Bao'er turned back and looked at the man who was walking forward with lowered eyes.
Surprisingly, there is no sign of speaking yet. Could it be that he has been possessed by something evil?
