Until they had dinner, neither father nor son came back.
After Xiao Su took the little girls to take a bath, Mo Xiaodie sat by the bed and told the three little ones a bedtime story.
Just as we started talking, Long Bai suddenly walked in wearing pajamas and holding a pillow.
"Mommy, I also want to listen to a bedtime story." He placed the pillow next to Mo Xiaodie, found a comfortable position, hugged Mommy's arm, and closed his eyes contentedly.
In the room of the three little girls, Dudu's little princess bed was in the middle. Mo Xiaodie was half leaning on Dudu's little bed and telling them stories. Long Bai's sudden arrival made the three little girls a little unhappy.
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Dudu saw Sixth Brother lying on his bed so confidently, holding Mommy's arm, pouting and whispering: "Sixth Brother, get down, this is Dudu's bed."
Long Bai closed his eyes and rubbed his little head on Mo Xiaodie's arm: "Okay, please let Brother Six sleep for a while. Brother Six will buy you delicious food tomorrow."
It turns out that it feels so happy to sleep with Mommy in my arms!
Mo Xiaodie looked at the satisfied expression on her fat son's face and couldn't bear to drive him away. She said to Dudu: "Just let my brother lie down for a while! He has never heard mommy tell a story before!"
Although Dudu was unwilling in his heart, when he heard his mommy say this, he had no choice but to nod his head: "Okay, I'll listen to mommy."
Ranran curled her lips and said: "Brother Six, you are a boy and you still hug mommy to sleep, you are so shameless!"
Long Bai closed his eyes and said lazily: "I'm not sleeping, I'm just here to listen to the story, okay? We are all mommy's children, why can you listen to the bedtime story but I can't?"
Momo looked at his thick little chubby legs and complained: "Brother Six, you are a boy. Look at how thick your legs are. Mommy is telling us stories about girls. Do you also listen?"
Long Bai pulled the quilt on Mo Xiaodie and covered his calves. He still closed his eyes and said in a lazy voice: "Momo, didn't I just say that? I haven't listened to the bedtime story. I haven't listened.
, how do you know if it sounds good or not?”
The three little girls were defeated by his rogue appearance and lay on the bed without saying a word.
Mo Xiaodie began to tell them several stories.
Before a relatively long fairy tale was finished, these little guys fell asleep.
Long Bai nestled in her arms, sleeping soundly. He didn't know what he was dreaming about, and he was still grinning.
She touched her fat son's cheek happily, then carefully took his arm off her body and quietly got out of bed.
Originally, she wanted to take her fat son back by herself, but when she thought about her injuries, she finally gave up.
"It's better to wait until your father comes back and let him carry you back!" She scratched Long Bai's little nose lovingly, and the boy actually rubbed his nose and continued to sleep soundly.
After covering the little ones with quilts, she quietly left.
As soon as he walked out, the door to Mo Zizhong's room next door opened.
"Mommy, where is Little Fatty Five!" Mo Zizhong asked with some confusion.
After this kid had just changed into his pajamas, he heard him say that Mommy was telling his sisters a story, so he went over with a pillow in his arms. He hasn't come out yet. Could he have fallen asleep in his sisters' room?
In the decoration of 1601, except for three girls in one room, the other rooms are all for two people.
A total of four rooms were reserved upstairs, so after Long Bai and the others got to know each other, sometimes Long Bai and Long Qian would come over and stay here for a night.
Today, Long Qian and Lu Chenxu went out, and Xiao Su was left across the street. Long Bai refused to go back to live no matter what, and insisted on living in the same room as Mo Zizhong.
"Shh--, brother and the others are all asleep." Mo Xiaodie was afraid of waking up the little ones in the room, so she motioned to her eldest son to keep his voice down.
Sure enough, I fell asleep in my sisters’ room!
Mo Zizhong curled his lips.
"Dabao, have you finished the information on Mo Zili that I asked you to print?" Somehow, Mo Xiaodie thought of Erbao again.
