Young Mo looks down at the box the child is holding in his arms. With a slight hum, he directly reaches out to take the box for her and throws it on the stool aside.

The child looks at him with round eyes: stinky boy, how rude!

"What are you doing with your eyes so round?" Prince Mo smiled and sat down with the child in his arms. He was still a little facial paralysis with no expression

What's wrong with facial paralysis? I love facial paralysis! Hum.

"I love facial paralysis, too." Prince Mo nodded in approval, turned the child to himself, smiled at her and said, "if we were separated for three or five years, would you miss me?"

The child raised his chin in a twist. "No."

Prince Mo laughed, and moved the awkward face back with one hand, and gave her a kiss on the forehead accurately, "I will miss Joe, I will miss Joe. I'll think about it. I really want to... "

The child's expression, there is a moment of stupor.

Compared with facial paralysis, stupefaction has made great progress! Daze is also an expression, the prince thought.

The prince stretched out his hand to wipe the void, put a big bag of Jingling Lingshi into the child's arms, and rubbed her face. "There are 500 Lingshi here, which should be enough for three years and five years. You let that mechanism man live. If I'm not here, let that guy talk with you instead of me! You know, Joe, you need to talk more. "

"Don't talk when you feel tired. You will be tired when you talk." Look at this child. If no one talks to her, she can be mute for a day.

"Oh."

So many words, you are a "Oh", baby Qiao, you can chat to death at any time!

"Don't say." Mo youth helplessly smiles to reach her small forehead.

The child rolled his eyes, reached out and pulled out the small mechanism man, and put a spirit stone in his stomach.

Within seconds, the noisy mechanism man jumped up, dancing and singing like a song, "little master, little master, little master, little master, little master, you are finally not stinging!"

You are stinging, your family is stinging!

"I gave it a name!" The child reached out his finger and pressed the man's head.

Mo youth smiled and looked at her. "What's it called?"

"It's called Dabao."

"Oh, my little master has given me a name! Dabao, my name is Dabao! " Mechanism person is waving small arm crus, turning circle in place.

Mo Lian's laugh and cry are not the same. She looked down at the child and said, "why is it called Dabao?"

The child slanted over the small head, blinked the big, watery eyes, "I don't know, just think of it."

Mo Lian couldn't help smiling and joking to her, "isn't it because your name is Xiaobao that you call it Dabao?"

The child's eyes suddenly swung straight. He looked at the young man in front of him with a dazed eyes. He didn't respond for a long time.

Mo Lian can't help being a little flustered, holding her and shaking her gently. "Joe Joe, what's wrong with Joe Joe?"

Arbor returned to his mind and looked at him in a dazed way. "What did you call me just now?"

"Joe Joe?"

Joe wood shook his head.

"Xiaobao?" What's so weird about Xiaobao? How does the kid look so weird?

"Joe Joe."

"Well It's all right. " The tree nodded in a trance, "it's OK, it's OK."

Although Mo Lian had some doubts, she did not continue to ask after her recovery.

The tree raised his hand and put away a bag of Lingshi. He looked at the prince and said, "tomorrow?"

"Well." Prince Mo nodded and looked at the child with a straight face. "In the evening, I'll have a reunion dinner with my uncle and aunt. Please say goodbye by the way."

The little face of the tree turned black.