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Ye Junhao touched his son's head.
Mumu pursed her lips, knowing that what her father meant by touching his head was to say that he was still young and didn¡¯t understand anything, and he would understand when he grew up.
But when his father wanted him to sleep alone, he said he had grown up.
¡°Whether he has grown up or not, it is really a contradiction.
"Wife, I miss you too." Ye Junhao said this in a low tone, probably because there were too many people around.
Mu Chuchen smiled: "I know, you sent me 99 sweet messages, most of which were 'Honey, I miss you'."
It is very difficult for a serious man to write 99 love messages without repeating them.
Even though he kept posting the same content, Mu Chuchen was very happy and felt as sweet as drinking honey.
"Do you miss me?" Ye Junhao asked.
"I think, you are not with me, I think about you every second, I miss you and Mumu."
Ye Junhao smiled brightly. Hearing her last sentence, he said sourly: "I gave you everything, you gave me half, and Mu Mu took away my half."
Chuchen: "I think it's me who's the one who's sour. Mumu always likes you more. However, it's because I didn't do well in the past. It's normal for Mumu to reject me. I will work hard to make him like you more." I."
¡°It¡¯s better to let him like me more, lest my teeth become sore every day, and it¡¯s my son, so I can¡¯t do anything to him.¡±
Mu Chuchen chuckled.
Both the couple regard their son as their love rival.
Mumu: It¡¯s really hard to be a son these days!
"Honey, don't drink tonight. Don't drink even a single touch of wine. No matter who offers you a drink, you won't drink it. If you want to drink, just drink some juice or boiled water. It's best to pour it yourself. Don't pretend to be someone else's hand. .¡±
Chuchen still remembers the purpose of making this video call.
Ye Junhao's black eyes flickered and he asked her naturally: "Are you dreaming?"
Mu Chuchen: "Yeah."
"Did you dream about me this time?"
The corners of a certain man's mouth turned up, it's not easy, my wife dreams, even Li Dongyang's father can dream about him, but rarely dreams about him, this time I finally dream about him.
"I often dream about you."
Ye Junhao chuckled, and Mu Chuchen blushed slightly, "Really, I often dream about you."
"Husband, remember, don't drink. If anyone makes a toast, just tell me that you will go back to the hospital to accompany me after the banquet. You must drive by yourself and you cannot drink."
Ye Junhao's eyes were crooked, and he was obviously in a happy mood, "Well, I don't drink, and I promise not to drink a drop of wine. If someone offers me a drink, I will say that my wife won't let me drink, and I don't dare to drink."
"You are not afraid of others saying that you are a strict wife."
"The mouth is on them, and they can talk as much as they like, I don't want to lose a piece of meat, and my wife is strict. Some people seem to think that men who are strict with their wives are useless. How do they know that others enjoy it? Can they be controlled by their wives? How can a man living here not be an expression of a man¡¯s love for his wife?¡±
Mu Chuchen smiled, it was the first time she heard the concept of strict hemp duty explained so sweetly.
Just like she once saw someone on the Internet analyzing the imperial couple Wu Zetian and Li Zhi, saying that if Li Zhi didn't love Wu Zetian, could Wu Zetian cheat her whole life and become the queen?
"Husband, you go and entertain the guests. I won't disturb you anymore. Where is Mumu, let me see Mumu again."
Ye Junhao complained with a smile: "Isn't your husband more interesting than Mu Mu?"
He still focused the camera on his son. The little guy smiled at Chuchen and waved his little hand, "Mom, goodbye."
"Goodbye, give mom a kiss."
The little guy was very polite and blew her a kiss.
Chuchen was very happy. Soon, the camera was moved away by her man, and she couldn't see her son's young face.
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