Seeing time passing by bit by bit, Mo Shangqian still showed no sign of opening his mouth. He was either sitting in a daze, or walking in silence. Suddenly, he changed from a noisy man to a coquettish man.
A man who doesn't like to talk much.
Time soon arrived in the evening. Xiaobao looked at Mo Shangqian who was resting his legs not far away and lowered his voice and said, "My sister seems to be losing."
He doesn't want his mother to lose. If his mother loses, it means she has to wash the dishes. His mother is so small, how tired is she when washing the dishes?
Only by stimulating his mother's fighting spirit could he have a chance to get his perverted father to speak. He seriously suspected that Mo Shangqian heard the bet between him and his mother, so he deliberately kept silent in the hope that his mother would lose.
"Loose? It's still early. It's only what time it is. Look at me later!" Bao'er's smart round eyes turned and he soon came up with a solution.[
Isn't it easy to deal with such a perverted man? She has many methods, and her methods are guaranteed to be the most effective.
Whatever qualities Mo Shangqian had, she would start with those qualities.
"What good idea did my sister think of?" Xiaobao asked with a smile, but was defeated by his mother.
It must be a good way to see his mother excited, right?
"Just watch." After Bao'er finished speaking, he jumped to Mo Shangqian's side, bumped his shoulder lightly and said, "Master, I have something to discuss with you."
Mo Shangqian's eyes were dull and he looked ahead blankly, never looking at her.
Bao'er didn't take it seriously. Her little hand touched Mo Shangqian's big palm without any trace, and brushed his slender fingertips like an artist...
Mo Shangqian blinked lightly and finally had some reaction. He looked at the little girl's hand resting on his big palm.
At this time, Bao'er's round fingers brushed her palm, rubbing it ambiguously...
Crawling stood by and watched dumbfounded. It took him a long time to squeeze out a few words from the beast's mouth: "It's immoral..."
Isn't this too exaggerated? At such a young age, he actually tried to seduce Mo Shangqian. If he had grown up a little longer, would Bao'er still be able to kill men all over the world?
Cangpai couldn't bear to look any further, fearing that Mo Shangqian would turn into a wolf and knock down his master's wife.
One is dry wood, and the other is a raging fire. If it burns, it is likely to be the result of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.
"Well, I suggest the master stop watching it. It's offensive." When he passed by Xiaobao, he suggested in a low voice.
Xiaobao blinked his eyes lightly, feeling that this was reasonable.
The method his mother used was a bit shocking. It would be better for a kid like him to watch less of it, so as not to be led astray by his mother.
With a plan in mind, Xiaobao turned his back and sat chatting and joking with Ceppa while not forgetting to listen to what kind of progress was going on between his mother and his biological father.
On the other side, Bao'er was still working hard. She held Mo Shangqian's big palm with a smile and exclaimed with surprise: "Master's hands are so beautiful."
Maybe she overacted, she felt her voice was a bit sharp, and she felt it was too fake.[
Still no response, Mo Shangqian sat still like an old monk. Except that his eyes looked a little strange before, he returned to his old scholar look after that.
Bao'er didn't want to give up easily. He straightened Mo Shangqian's handsome face and said, "Master, if I kissed you and raped you, would you flatter me?!"
Mo Shangqian's dull eyes met Bao'er's crystal clear pupils. He blinked with a look of dementia on his face, but remained silent.
