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Such repeated entanglement, Su Mo Mo can not help but send a message to Tang Mo Han.

"How is the child? Did they cry? "

Tang Mohan is sitting on the couch in the bedroom, with some documents on his legs. He is usually in the study at this time, but he is afraid that he can't rest assured, so he moves to the bedroom.

The mobile phone was turned to mute, but when he saw the screen lit up, he unconsciously shot out a banter smile in his eyes.

Looking at the text message of a little girl as expected, the tone is only concerned about children!

Staring at the screen for two seconds, he didn't immediately reply.

Only five minutes later, his slender fingers moved a few times and replied to the text message.

When the voice of the mobile phone rings, Su Mo immediately opens it,

"I don't stop, and my voice is almost hoarse."

Seeing the content of the text message, Su Mo Mo sat up, worried and nervous. He couldn't sit still and walked back and forth.

It seems that decided to bite teeth, flat corners of the mouth, this just sent a message in the past.

"Take good care of them!"

After that, she turned off the machine.

Babies, mom, I'm sorry!

Su Mo's heart is bleeding to apologize to the babies, let her sin one night. The big deal is to pick up the children tomorrow.

In this way, Su Mo's clothes fell dead on the bed, and his head arched under the pillow, as if to isolate all the restlessness and worry.

Tang Mohan looked at the text message, with a smile of interest, put down the phone, thinking of the little girl is suffering at the moment, how not calm ah!

"Hum Sobbing Whoa -- "

xiaohanhan on the bed suddenly began to cry. Tang Mohan immediately dropped the documents in his hand, quickly got up, picked up his son, gently coaxed and shook, looked at his clean diaper, and thought it was time to feed milk. When he was about to make milk powder, the little rain spot beside him seemed to be woken up by his brother's loud voice, which was also very big after the hum and haw Sound of crying, and her cry seems to be smaller, but feel that there are more grievances in the small cry.

This cry, but Tang Mo Han heartache to death, one hand of coax, but the cry still does not stop. I put them down with tension in my heart, and then quickly soaked the milk powder with the fastest speed. After trying the temperature on the back of the hand, it was put into the mouth of the little guys to stop their crying.

At the moment, Tang Mohan's back was sweating. He took a long breath and looked at the two babies. The smile was not as comfortable as before. At this moment, he really had a bitter smile.

I don't think I'll have to sleep tonight.

The next day, Tang Mohan asked the driver to wait downstairs early. The two poor kids who didn't take care of their mother seemed to be in good spirits, but looking at Tang Mohan, they looked a little worse.

The driver saw Tang Mohan downstairs, just got off the car, he saw him pushing a pram, and the hand is also big bag, completely stunned.

"What are you doing? Help!"

Tang Mohan picked up the little guys, and the driver responded. He quickly folded the car into the trunk, and then put the package in it. Only then did he drive away from the community.

Along the way, his curious and curious eyes couldn't stop looking from the rearview mirror, looking at Tang Mohan holding the child's appearance is really some can't adapt. Such a divine posture of Minister Tang, holding a child in one hand, is really - too fantastic.

Of course, when Tang Mohan pushed the child into the office, he couldn't pick up the eyes and chin all the way.

The occasional cry of a baby from Tang Mohan's office makes people feel even colder in the chilly weather of early spring.

When Xiasen pushed the door in, Tang Mohan was humming a rhythmic voice, holding xiaoyudian in his left hand, shaking his body slowly, and holding a document in his right hand. The room was filled with a smell of baby milk, and the bottles, diapers, and paper towels beside him were in a mess, which made him look like a miserable father.

"Your baby's cry has spread all over the hospital!" Xiasen went to the pram. Xiaohanhan was still awake. He was staring at him quietly. He couldn't help but reach out and tease him. He shook his little finger and asked him to call uncle.

Tang Mo Han just glanced at him and asked faintly, "what's the matter?"

"No, just to have a look." "What about your little daughter-in-law?"

"Hiding."

"Oh? Or your mother-in-law? "

"No Tang Mo Han pulled the corners of his mouth, "jealous!"

Jealous?

Xiasen looked at Tang Mohan's banter smile. He wanted to come, but he was really thoughtful. It seems that the couple's little fight is over.

"I said," when will it take me? They can't take them to work all the time, though they are lovely? Not only the whole building, but the whole courtyard is open. I said you really have a son. You are not afraid of anything? ""What am I afraid of?" Tang Mo Han picks eyebrow to be opposite, very calm.

Xia Sen shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. "Cheng, director Tang, you continue to coax the children. I think we really lack some vitality here. It's very useful to let two little guys make a scene."

At least those idle people will not be listless all day. At this moment, even gossip is very energetic.

Tang Mohan, who is young, promising, handsome and incomparably handsome, is now a single diamond king's fifth son. He even brought two babies to work. Moreover, he was lucky to see Director Tang's appearance as a skilled father with his children, which was even more frightening.

Although some people are aware of Tang Mohan's emotional incidents, but speaking of it, most people have not yet reached the level of awareness, it is just a rumor, and there is no real matter. But now, Tang Minister even brought the children, the whole building, the whole house can hear the baby crying, who can doubt the authenticity of this matter?

Don Mo Han can remember two little guys in front of his mother can not be so noisy, how come to him to cry so often?

He really suspected that they were deliberately against him, especially xiaohanhan, who could not see his free time at all.

Deep sigh in the heart, the little girl is also really cruel, all day has not come a phone call, don't you worry about the child in his hand is not taken care of?

"Brother Tang --"

there was a knock on the door and a beautiful girl's voice sounded. Tang Mohan's face suddenly sank because of the visitor. Holding the child turned not to see her, just slowly shaking his arm, looking at the light rain point, but clever waiting for the big eyes of water, quite spiritual, evil is lovely. Looking at him, he couldn't help but smile and let Tang Mohan laugh with him.

"Little rain, my father's good girl --"

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