A series of squeaks, the sound is quite exciting.
It's a pity that Yun Luo can't understand it at all.
She raised her eyebrows blankly and looked at Xiaotuanzi: "What is it called?"
Xiaotuanzi's eyes were crooked, and he was about to speak when something suddenly occurred to him.
He turned his head warily, glared at Jun Wuchen, stretched out his short hand to tug at the hem of Yun Luo's clothes, and said very pettyly: "Mother, Xiao Mo secretly told you, don't let outsiders hear it.
!"
Yun Luo: "..."
Did this little thing do it on purpose?
Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows subtly, looking at the pink dumpling with a half-smile.
In his eyes, he is still an outsider.
Very courageous.
But there is also a son who is causing trouble next to him.
His IQ follows his younger brother, and when he hears this, his little head nods, and his little face clearly says "Xiao Mo is right!"
Jun Wuchen looked at his son, then at Xiaotuanzi, and was almost angry for a moment.
"Bang!"
"Ouch..."
Tuanzi screamed in pain, and everything in his arms dropped. He covered his forehead with his fleshy little hands, tears welling up in pain.
Yun Luo was startled immediately, and quickly pulled Xiao Tuanzi into his arms, staring at Jun Wuchen dumbfounded: "How old are you, and you still care about like a child, why are you knocking him?"
A child's forehead is so fragile. If a chestnut is knocked on it, it will make a banging sound.
Jun Wuchen withdrew his hand calmly and snorted coldly: "Little one, who do you think you are an outsider? You are so stubborn if you don't teach me a lesson."
"Ouch! Mom, Xiao Mo hurts so much..."
Xiaotuanzi covered his forehead, holding back a pack of tears in his purple eyes, sobbing and complaining.
Yun Luo immediately felt distressed and hurriedly pulled away his short hand, "Does it really hurt? Show me, mother, are you red?"
"Wow, it really hurts..."
Xiaotuanzi pouted her mouth in grievance, with tears rolling down her cheeks, "Mother, huh, huh..."
"Okay, mother, huh huh, huh huh, it won't hurt anymore." Yun Luo coaxed him softly, blew on him gently, then rubbed it, "Does it still hurt?"
Her blowing was probably like a fairy spirit, and the pain relief was immediate.
Xiaotuanzi thought carefully for a moment, then gestured with his short hands, pouted and said, "There's still a little more."
"Then blow again." Yun Luo blew him again, "Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, it's much better." Xiaotuanzi hugged her and coquettishly said, "Mom, give me another kiss~"
"Boo." Yun Luo kissed him on his soft, jelly-like cheek.
"I want it here too." Xiaotuanzi was very greedy. He kissed one side not enough, then turned his little face and brought the other side closer.
Yun Luo gave him another kiss.
I was kissed from both sides, and I was hugged and my head was rubbed.
Xiaotuanzi was finally satisfied and took the opportunity to stay in Yunluo's arms. He glanced at Jun Wuchen with a proud look and snorted softly.
It’s a dream to steal my mother from him!
Jun Wuchen: "..."
This mother-son intimacy was really smooth and could not be more skillful.
Obviously I do this often.
This little thing is really good at climbing along the pole. Even at such a big age, he still acts coquettishly and cutely, and also pretends to be aggrieved. What a sinister fox cub!
Jun Wuchen's eyes were deep and unpredictable, and he was grinding his teeth in his heart. At the same time, he did not forget to look at his own son with disdain.
No wonder it’s so unlovable if you can’t even compete for favor.
Poor Jun Buli's reflex arc was relatively long, and he didn't react until now. As soon as he came back to his senses, he saw his father's disgusted eyes, and his face suddenly pulled, and he felt cold all over his body.