I don't know how long time has passed. Tan Yutong just feels sore and can't move. Tan Yutong glanced at the curtain there, where a faint ray of light. At the moment, Mo Chongyan has fallen asleep with Tan Yutong in his arms.

"Mommy, Mommy, get up! Tan Yutong was yelled by Mojing's knock on the door. When I open my eyes, I feel a little confused. Just hear Mo Jing that persistent call, Tan Yutong just slowly come back.

Tan Yutong found that he was crushed by the wheel of the car. When seeing clearly the condition on oneself, Tan Yutong can't help but take a breath.

Her body is full of traces left by yesterday. Tan Yutong helplessly looks at it. The knock of Mo Jing outside the door continues.

Tan Yutong gently bit his teeth, picked a piece of clothes from the wardrobe, and put it on his body. Tan Yutong looked left and right. He felt that there was no trace of it. It was not easy for the children to see it. Then he opened the door slowly. His hands were sore.

As soon as Mo Jing sees Tan Yutong coming out, she shrivels a small mouth. "Mom, how did you come out! It's been a long time since I knocked on the door. My hand is going to hurt. "Mo Jing is hugged by Tan Yutong and hugs Tan Yutong's neck.

Tan Yutong guilt looking at quiet, "sorry, quiet, mom went to bed late yesterday, so today just got up late, mommy give you knead hands, quietly forgive Mommy, OK?"

"Mommy, are you still sleepy? Let's go down for breakfast. Mommy hasn't been with us for a long time Quietly looking at Tan Yutong's face is not very good, he asked with concern.

"Mommy's not sleepy. Thank you, baby. Shall we go down for dinner now? " Tan Yutong said, holding quietly downstairs. As soon as I came down, I saw Mohan sitting at the dining table, looking at the newspaper in his hand.

Mo Han's frowning way of reading is so similar to Mo Chongyan. It's worthy of being a father and son. No one will believe it if it's not born.

Tan Yutong thought, with a soft smile on his face. She put Mo Jing on her own chair, so that she could be beside Mo Han. Touching Mohan's head, "Xiaohan is great." Said, in the face of Mo Han gently fell a kiss.

Mohan was a kiss, then embarrassed to look at Tan Yutong. "Mommy, Mommy, be quiet." Mo Jing sees that Tan Yutong kisses his elder brother, and he also wants to kiss his mother. He put his little face together.

Tan Yutong also does not grudge his kiss, "Baji" a kiss in the face of Mo Jing. At this time, Mo Chongyan, who didn't know when to appear, came in with the porridge. Seeing the scene of the restaurant, Mo Chongyan frowned.

Put down what you have. Mo Chongyan brings his handsome face to tan Yutong. "Good morning kiss, wife." Mo Chongyan's voice has a pitiful flavor.

Tan Yutong helplessly help the forehead, but looking at the two little guys looking forward to, also had to quickly peck in Mo Chongyan's face, ready to leave.

Mo Chongyan is willing to let go of this opportunity, backhand clasps the back of Tan Yutong's head and deepens the kiss.