1574. Chapter 1574: 1574 The baby pulls the mask 4
"Mom, he is a human, not a ghost." Feng Jingyun's voice was clear and solemn, "Look, there is his shadow on the ground. Where can ghosts have shadows?"
Only then did Wei Xuemei notice the shadow on the ground, "But..."
"What's wrong?" Feng Jingyun waved to Jun Mo Shang, "Come here."
He followed the instructions and came over holding the baby.
"Lean down." Jingyun said again.
Jun Mo Shang guessed what she was going to do, and he was a little reluctant, so he did it anyway.
Feng Jingyun grabbed Wei Xuemei's hand and touched Jun Mo Shang's chin.
"Ahhh!" Wei Xuemei screamed in horror, "I've touched a ghost, I've touched a ghost!"
The baby was holding a small wooden duck in his hand, staring with two round eyes, and his little expression clearly showed that he didn't understand why his grandma was suddenly roaring and screaming.
Feng Jingyun ignored Wei Xuemei's fear and continued, "He has a chin and his skin has temperature."
Wei Xuemei was so frightened that her eyes blurred and she could not continue to listen. She closed her eyes and fainted again.
Jun Monoshang actually didn't like Wei Xuemei's touch and Jingyun's request, so he had no choice but to hold the baby in his arms and walk away in a few steps. It was still fun for his son.
"Alas..." Feng Jingyun sighed and ordered Jade and the nanny, "Take my mother back to her own room to rest."
"Y/n." Jade and the nanny responded in shock. Their hands and feet were weak, and they walked towards the other yard holding Wei Xuemei's arm.
Jingyun rubbed her forehead with a headache. She had promised to take care of Wei Xuemei for the rest of her life. She originally wanted her to at least be less afraid of Jun Mo Shang, but now it seems that this is no longer possible.
She too underestimated the world's fear of Jun Mo Shang, and also overestimated the world's acceptance of him.
Jun Mo Shang seemed to see her dilemma and took the initiative to say, "Jingyun, even if your mother can't accept me, it won't change anything."
"troubled you."
"Why not." He sighed with a flash in his eyes, "It's my fault that I put you in a dilemma."
"It doesn't matter. Mom will accept you one day."
He looked at her affectionately, "Don't you understand? I never care whether she accepts me or not, I only care about you..."
Before he finished speaking, the baby stretched out his little hand and pinched his chin, and made a sound of "Ouch, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,""
"You bastard, don't be ridiculous! I'm talking to your mother." Jun Mo Shang shouted coldly, putting on the air of a father.
"Ah...ah..." The baby was not afraid of him. He was drooling and "arguing" with him "righteously".
"Okay, okay, I care about you too, okay." Jun Mo Shang was thinking about the little boy who was less than three months old. Could he be jealous? He was jealous and didn't say he cared about this little brat?
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." The baby was still saying things that he only understood very clearly. The little wooden duck in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and his two hands worked hard to grab Jun Mo Shang's skirt and move it up.
Channel.
My little body moved and exerted all my strength to suck milk, and finally climbed up again, climbing my father's body like climbing a mountain. I was so tired that my little mouth was panting, and my extremely small and tender hands went to grab you again.
Lonely Shang's mask, with a "gurgling" laugh coming from his mouth.
Jun Mo Shang froze and didn't move, but Feng Jingyun smiled, "I'm sorry that little guy hasn't given up on playing with your mask yet."
The baby was tugging at the mask. One hand was not enough, so another hand was added.
