"This is muyue's son!"

"Damn, it's true or false. It's muyue's son, my God!"

"I said, who is such a lovely child? It turned out to be mu Yue's son!"

The students who followed outside the classroom, knowing the identity of xiaobaozi, were all surprised and called out one after another.

They are also suddenly aware of the moment, did not expect that small steamed stuffed bun would be muyue's son.

No wonder xiaobaozi said he wanted to go to the teaching building to find his mother. They said why he went to the teaching building instead of the classroom office to find his mother.

And Mu Yue also hung up the mobile phone, looking at the small bun in his arms, gritting his teeth and calling the full name of the small bun, "Xiao Yu!"

Never heard his mother call his full name, but also some gnashing teeth, suddenly scared little steamed stuffed bun body hard shiver for a while, afraid of looking up at his mother.

"Mom..."

See a face serious mother, small steamed stuffed bun small body trembled again, weak call.

Xiang Tianhe looked at the angry muyue, quickly pulled muyue, comforted her, "well, muyue, don't be angry, xiaobaozi is still so small, he doesn't know anything!"

"Is he still young? I'll run out alone when I'm young! " Mu Yue stares at the steamed stuffed bun, and his anger burns.

She just felt that she had never been so angry, even her enemies had never been so angry about what she had done.

Seeing the angry moyue, xiaobaozi suddenly flattened his mouth, and the golden beans fell down, wiping his tears with his hands, "Mom, baby is wrong, mom, don't be angry, baby is wrong! Wuwuwu... "

This cry, whether it is inside the classroom or outside the classroom students are a burst of heartache.

"Don't be angry, muyue. I don't understand."

"Yes, yes! Baby also know wrong, don't be angry

"Just a few words. Don't scare the children!"

"That's right, muyue, Baozi still needs gentle education. He can't be reprimanded like that!"

"Moyue, don't be angry. Just say a few words. I'm afraid the baby is crying!"

"The baby cried so much. It must be because she knew it was wrong. Muyue, please forgive your son!"

Girls see small steamed stuffed bun cry so miserable, are very distressed, quickly advised muyue.

In the end, even the teacher couldn't bear to hear the cry of xiaobaozi. He came over and said, "muyue, your son already knows that he is wrong, so don't be angry. First, comfort him well. I believe he is scared when he comes here all the way!"

The teacher's admonishment is better than others. Looking at the steamed stuffed bun, he is still crying, and his heart is soft.

Every time at home, she always plays a red face, while Xiao Junyan plays a black face. She really wants to be cruel, but she can't be cruel, so she can only do it every time.

Now this kind of situation, Mu Yue is also ruthless.

"Well, well, don't cry!" Mu Yue took the bun to his arms and gently patted him on the back to comfort him.

Small steamed stuffed bun rushed to Mu Yue's arms, gently sobbing, choking cry, "Mom..."

Listening to the sobbing cry of xiaobaozi, muyue felt more distressed and patted him gently, "OK, don't cry, mom is not angry, OK?"

"Well!" Xiaobaozi nodded dully.