Chapter 1682

After listening to the explanation of the witch, Fang Yuan put down all his vigilance and suddenly felt that the sky was particularly blue and the clouds were particularly white.

I'm no longer afraid of taboos. I bring little Bora to this room every day to see these dolls in different shapes and play with them.

"Xiaobao, you see, the baby's hands and feet are injured. His name is safety boy. It can protect Xiaobao from falling down and getting hurt. "

Fang Yuan holds the doll in his hand and hands it to Xiao Bao. His eyebrows are full of laughter. He tells his son their unique meaning in a soft voice.

"He's like Uncle bodyguard!"

Xiaobao took over the baby's milk and said.

Listening to his son's words, Fangyuan felt as if a volcano had erupted in his heart. He was as excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

Fang Yuan took Xiaobao's milk like face and gave her a few kisses.

Because, she found that her son is more mature, can see what others can't see, can think of what others can't think of.

This is a rare quality.

Fang Yuan is even more happy that she has not missed every growth of her child.

Xiaobao used to be a carefree baby, sitting in a chair eating, bathing and sleeping.

But tonight, when the family sat at the dinner table, Xiaobao changed his mind. Instead of focusing on the table, he looked around.

It was his favorite meal, but today he didn't even look at it.

"Xiaobao, what's the matter? I don't eat much at noon. I should be hungry. " Fang Yuan thought.

Fang Yuan was worried when he saw that the food was going to be cold, so he reached out to take Xiaobao's rice bowl, coaxed Xiaobao and tried to feed him.

At first, Xiaobao resisted all the time. He raised his hand and waved it in front of him. He tried to block his face and was stopped by Fangyuan.

He was so impatient that he opened his mouth and took a small mouthful of rice.

With a mouthful of rice in his mouth, Xiao Bao refused to swallow it. He even climbed down his chair and tried to escape.

Pop!

Mo Jincheng looks at Fang Yuan and says that Xiaobao is just making a fuss about not eating. He is upset and jealous when he sees his wife putting all her energy on her son. Clap the chopsticks on the table with a slap in the hand, face up, want to frighten Xiaobao.

Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at his iron blue face. Ignoring him, he continued to play.

Mo Jincheng looks at his son's reaction and has a feeling of punching on the cotton.

Fang Yuan looks back at Mo Jincheng, who is about to suffer from internal injury, and comforts her husband.

"Xiao Bao doesn't know what happened today. He hasn't eaten much since morning, so he just wants to play. Children are so energetic that they can't use it up. Alas... "

Fang Yuan sighed helplessly and continued to fight with the little devil in his family with the spoon.

Pop.

Xiao Bao hit the spoon hard. Fang Yuan's spoon was knocked over.

"Since Xiao Bao is not hungry, he will not feed. No food is allowed to him until breakfast tomorrow. He will know he is hungry tomorrow morning. "

Mo Jincheng's cold mouth.

Mo Jincheng is a dignified father. Children who don't eat well will be punished.

Fang Yuan heard Mo Jincheng's words, let go of Xiao Bao, and watched him run out of the dining room, running around in the aimless living room.

"Is he sick? He hasn't had a good meal all day

Fang Yuan folded his hands and put them on the table. Looking at his husband with some worry, he felt that the punishment was heavy.

"No, that's what children are like, good and bad. He won't have anything to eat tonight. It'll be fine tomorrow morning. "

Mo Jincheng pats his wife's hand and comforts her.

It's time for Xiaobao to go to bed, but Xiaobao is not in a hurry.

He seems to have unlimited energy and physical strength, continue to climb up and down in the toy room.

The baby sitter put the bath water and came to ask Xiao Bao to take a bath.

However, Xiaobao ran around, as if she could not hear the nanny's words, and continued to run around as if there were no one else.

The nanny had no choice but to knock on the door of the master bedroom.

The one who opened the door was mo Jincheng, "Sir, I don't know what's wrong with the young master today. He had already gone to take a bath by himself at this time before. Today, I didn't agree with her. Or Would you like to go and have a look? "

Nanny slightly bent down to explain to Mo Jincheng.

"Well."

Mo Jin Cheng light glanced at the nurse, some anger in the heart. I think Xiaobao has been spoiled recently and has formed a bad habit. He is ready to teach his son a lesson as a father.

Mo Jincheng comes to the toy room and sees that toys are lost everywhere.

Xiaobao is walking aimlessly in such a big room. He picks up a toy and looks at it. He doesn't play, but throws it directly to the ground.

"Xiao Bao, it's time to go to bed."

Mo Jincheng has a strong momentum in his voice, which makes the nanny who is chasing Xiaobao cool. For a moment, he stands there at a loss. However, Xiaobao in front of him still turns a deaf ear."Xiaobao? If you don't listen, dad will be angry. " This time the words were full of threats.

“……” There is still no response.

Mo Jincheng's patience is polished.

He opened his powerful long legs and came to Xiaobao. He picked him up and went out under his arm.

Xiaobao suddenly fierce resistance up, cry and make, even kick with play.

Mo Jincheng can't hold it.

The noise here startled Fang Yuan in the master bedroom to clean up her clothes. Fang Yuan's face changed greatly. She dropped her clothes and rushed to the bedroom.

Fang Yuan follows the sound and comes to Xiaobao's toy room. He sees that Mo Jincheng is holding Xiaobao under his arm. He looks like he's going to kill someone.

"Jincheng, what are you doing! Put the baby down

I was so nervous that my voice diverged.

Mo Jincheng looks up and sees his wife's anxious look. Then he looks at Xiaobao struggling in his hand and realizes that Fang Yuan misunderstands.

Mo Jincheng quickly put down the child, "wife, don't get me wrong, I didn't hit him."

Fang Yuan's mind is all on the child at the moment. Looking at her son, who was put on the ground by Mo Jincheng, she is crying miserably. Fang Yuan's heart is broken. Her small face is wrinkled together, and her curved eyebrows are tangled together. She rushes forward, pushes Mo Jincheng away, holds her son in her arms and gently comforts her.

"Can't you say something well? Look, you've scared your son! " Fang Yuan glares at Mo Jincheng.

Mo Jincheng is just like a child who has made a mistake. He is at a loss. This is Fang Yuan's first time yelling at him.

At this time, Mo Jincheng is completely different from the former hegemonic president. His eyes are slightly red and moist. Looking at the square of pacifying his children, he feels like a child abandoned by his parents.

Mo Jincheng is aware of his gaffe and leaves.

Fang Yuan holds Xiaobao in her arms, gently shakes, caresses and comforts her.

However, the methods that had been tried repeatedly before all failed to work today. Xiaobao was still tearing his heart and crying.

Fang Yuan held the child in his arms, comforted him and recalled all kinds of things today - not eating well, playing tirelessly, and even not paying attention