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Chapter 815 Don't Hit Mom

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    Without any explanation, he blocked her lips, bit her lips carefully, removed the clothes on his body in a coherent movement, and lifted her nightgown to her waist

    What was not done last night still did not escape this morning, Wen Yan nervously looked in Xiaotuanzi's direction, for fear that Xiaotuanzi would suddenly wake up now.  Fortunately, it was still too early, the sun had just risen, and the world hadn't even started to hustle and bustle.

    Perhaps it was because he was satisfied in the morning, and Mo Tingchen was also in a good mood. After breakfast, he played with Xiaotuanzi in the courtyard, while Wen Yan read a book on the lounge chair beside him. There was a gentle breeze in the courtyard.  So dry and hot.

    After nine o'clock, Chen Mengyao came over suddenly. She didn't call Wen Yan in advance. This time, she was still with the child, and there was no sign of Jing Shaoqing.

    Wen Yan put down the book and helped the child out of the car: "You're early today, why didn't you call me in advance?"

    Chen Mengyao rushed into the room and poured a glass of water, and then she said: "I slept in Jing's mansion last night, and Jing Shaoqing didn't stay with me. When I woke up in the morning, I brought the child over. He  I have to work overtime at the company today, so we don't have time to take care of our mother and I, so we can only come to you. Aren't Mark Tingchen going to the company today?"

    Wen Yan glanced at the father and son in the courtyard, and said, "Probably not going, what's wrong with him? Are you uncomfortable?"

    Chen Mengyao chuckled: "No, no, how can I be uncomfortable? I'm notoriously thick-skinned. It's okay if he's around, it doesn't hinder me whether I should eat or not. The main reason is that I want to take care of the children by myself.  When I came out, I didn¡¯t have any experience. You have enough experience in raising children, so you don¡¯t have to rush around with you. I only have two days of alone parent-child time every week. Of course, I have to cherish it. I feel that I live too hard, and I don¡¯t want to bear my children.  , and have to take care of Jing Shaoqing's feelings."

    Wen Yan is very envious of Chen Mengyao: "Don't complain, you live a happier life than me. Look at Jing Shaoqing, who treats you so well that he almost makes you a living. Not only does he make money to support you, he even cooks and washes dishes.  It¡¯s not your turn to do the work, and every meal is served by the chef himself. I don¡¯t know how many people envy you for such a good life. On the other hand, Iyou think about it yourself, I don¡¯t even bother to complain.¡±

    Chen Mengyao almost let out a 'goose squawk' sound from laughter, she could hardly straighten her waist: "You have to You have to find his good points, at least Mark Tingchen is rich and handsome, he is not gentle but not gentle.  Cruel, hahaha You think he is not good enough for you, but he is even worse for others, at least you have seen his gentle side, be content."

    Wen Yan is getting more and more frustrated the more he thinks about it. Maybe this is the so-called comparison between people. If Mark Tingchen's character is similar to Jing Shaoqing, then the life between them should be much more perfect.

    Perhaps it was because the movement on their side was too loud, which disturbed Xiaotuanzi and Mark Tingchen. The father and son walked up to them together, and Mark Tingchen asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

    Chen Mengyao and Wen Yan said in unison: "Nothing!"

    Seeing Wen Yan hugging other children again, Xiaotuanzi blushed with anger, and kept pulling Wen Yan's leg: "Momhug!"

    Chen Mengyao took her son away, and made a face at Xiaotuanzi: "Isn't it okay to hug him? Is jealousy inherited from your father?"

    The corner of Mark Tingchen's mouth twitched, and Wen Yan was a little embarrassed: "Uh what are you talking about, what do children know? The yard will start to heat up soon, let's go inside and chat."

    Usually when Chen Mengyao was around, Mo Tingchen didn't have a place to talk, and he didn't like being surrounded by women, so he went to the study.

    In order to keep an eye on Wen Yan and prevent her from hugging other children, Xiao Tuanzi has been circling around Wen Yan's side, with a pair of bright eyes 'monitoring' the little guy in the stroller without blinking.  It is said that children like to be lively and like to play with children of similar age. Perhaps Chen Mengyao's son is too young to play with Xiaotuanzi, so the situation is very embarrassing.

    At first, Wen Yan was afraid that Xiaotuanzi would beat someone up, but later she found that Xiaotuanzi had no such thoughts, so she calmed down and chatted with Chen Mengyao: "Do you have enough breast milk now? I don't think you brought any milk powder when you went out."

    Chen Mengyao sighed: "What is enough enough? I just now know that big breasts and small breasts are not related to whether you have breast milk. Back then, you could feed Xiaotuanzi with pure breast milk, but now I don't have enough. Usually my son mostly eats breast milk."  I can only take a sip of breast milk when I go to see him at night. I drank the milk soup before taking him out today. I feel that it is barely enough today. If it is not possible, you still have milk powder here. The little guy eats the same brand  , no conflict, no hunger."

    Wen Yan was a little ashamed: "Your son is so young, the milk powder my Xiaotuanzi eats is not suitable for him. It's done in stages. Are you stupid? I've never seen you be such a mother, you are too worried."

    UsuallyXia Lan bought milk powder to feed the little guy, how did Chen Mengyao know that the milk powder would have to be divided into stages?  She suddenly felt wronged: "I am also a first-time mother. Everything is handled by Shaoqing's mother. I have no chance to understand these things. Usually, I can't even make milk powder. I was robbed as soon as I took the bottle."  What can I do now?"

    These words sounded like complaining on the surface, but in fact they were more like showing off. Wen Yan stuffed a mouthful of candied fruit into Chen Mengyao's mouth: "Shut up, you can learn these little things yourself by paying a little attention."

    While chewing, Chen Mengyao stared at Xiaotuanzi: "Why do you think your son keeps staring at my son? They don't see each other right?"

    Wen Yan almost didn't choke on the saliva: "Go, go, they're all men, what are you talking about? Xiaotuanzi is just curious. When your son runs around, the two of them will definitely be able to play together."

    In the afternoon, the two little ones started to take a nap, and Chen Mengyao's heart became restless again: "Xiaoyan, let's go shopping? I'm so bored at home."

    Wen Yan was a little hesitant: "What about the children? They're still sleeping. The weather is so hot, so it's not easy to make trouble."

    Chen Mengyao glanced upstairs: "There are so many people in the family, can't the two children look good?"

    Wen Yan immediately understood: "Oh okay, I'll go and tell Mark Tingchen, let him watch the child for a while when he wakes up."

    Chen Mengyao excitedly moved the two little guys to Mo Tingchen's bedroom with Wen Yan. Chen Mengyao's son was still young, so he put him alone in Xiaotuanzi's crib, and Xiaotuanzi slept on the big bed.  After the little guy was settled down, Wen Yan went to the study: "Well, Yaoyao and I went out for a stroll, the two little guys were taking a nap, you pay attention to the movement, Mama Liu can't see it alone, and the other people, Xiaotuanzi  Pick." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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