When Bao'er raised his eyes, he saw his son looking at him with admiration.
She laughed, her previous anger disappearing.
"Xiaobao, you look so stupid!" Baoer burst out laughing.
Xiaobao came back to his senses this time. He took out his clean brocade handkerchief and wiped the water stains on Baoer's little hands: "Such a beautiful little hand can't be dirty. In fact, it's quite good now. Master won't speak anymore.
Then my sister won’t feel that Master is too noisy, let alone bothering her. Isn’t this what my sister expected?”
"That's right. I'm just not used to Master suddenly becoming so quiet. It seems like he has completely changed. It's like the person we saw before is not Master. Anyway, this feeling is very strange. A person who is so noisy makes people feel uncomfortable.
I can't stand it. It's so quiet that it makes people irritated. Master has the ability to drive people crazy. Forget it, let's not worry about it. Let's do business. It's getting late, so go to bed early." After Bao'er finished speaking, he left the colorful world.
One trip.[
Mo Shangqian was still sitting by the fire. The wound she stabbed him in the evening had not been treated yet, and he seemed to feel no pain.
I wanted to turn a blind eye, but then I remembered that I stabbed him twice in order to win the bet. The two stabbings made Mo Shangqian feel a little unjust.
She returned to Huahua World, woke up Cangpai who was napping and said: "Go and help Master treat the wound. If you can't handle it well, you are not allowed to come back to sleep!"
Cangpapa stared blankly at the gauze in his hand and murmured: "I remember that it was clearly the master's little sister who stabbed Mr. Mo. Why do you need me to treat the wound?" The reason is that whoever stabs the wound must be treated by whoever.
That's right?
"If you want to do it, just do it, so much nonsense!" Bao'er opened her lips coldly and went back to the bedroom to rest without looking back.
Creep wanted to be lazy, but when Bao'er fell asleep, he fell asleep too. Unexpectedly, Xiaobao knew what he was thinking and looked at him coldly, making his scalp numb.
At that moment, Cangpai didn't dare to play any more tricks, so he hurried out of the colorful world and helped Menghulu's Mo Shangqian treat his wounds. After a quarter of an hour, Cangpai went back to the house to rest.
The whole family hid in the flower world and slept peacefully. This night, Mo Shangqian was alone waiting outside...
The next day, Bao'er and Xiaobao got up together. They walked out of the world of flowers and found that Mo Shangqian was still sitting next to the extinguished fire in the same posture as last night, as if he had fallen into trance.
Murong mother and son looked at each other, still unable to get used to Mo Shangqian's sudden change.
It's like a heinous bad guy suddenly turns into a good guy, which makes people feel a bit ridiculous.
In fact, there seems to be nothing wrong with Mo Shangqian, except that he is a bit taciturn.
Anyway, it's getting better now.
It was so good that even a woman like Baoer, who had no sympathy, felt a little sorry for Mo Shangqian.
"Camppa, go and prepare some water and let Master wash your face. It's so dirty." Bao'er looked at Paipai who was stretching.
She originally wanted to turn a blind eye, but she felt that Mo Shangqian was too dirty and she couldn't stand it.
Cangpai shook his head unhappily: "Master Mo has both hands and feet, why do you need my help?!"
He didn't want to. If he could be lazy, he would be lazy. There were few opportunities to be lazy in Murong, so he had to seize the opportunity to be lazy.
"How dare you disobey the master's orders? You can tell he is a traitor at a glance!" Bao'er glanced at Cangpai coldly.[
Seeing that his mother was not happy, Xiaobao went directly to Cambo and asked, "You want to live or have a child? It's your choice!"
