Chapter 1206 Crying, Crying Angrily

After returning to the hotel, the bodyguard did not receive any instructions from the boss, so naturally he did not dare to let the young master go back.

But the little man was so angry that he cried.

But even so, I dare not let him go!

Offending the young master is much easier than offending the boss.

Which one is more important? The bodyguards are very clear about it!

late at night.

The woman finally fell asleep. It could be seen that her eyes were obviously red, her face was a little pale, and her brows were wrinkled from time to time. Even in her sleep, she looked restless.

Seeing his woman in such pain, how could Mo Boyuan not feel distressed?

However, no matter how distressed I am, I can only watch and do nothing.

Everyone can say comforting words, but things have not happened to you. Others cannot understand many of your feelings!

After finally coaxing the person to sleep, he stood up, walked out of the room very gently step by step, and opened the door.

Outside the door, the bodyguard was holding the crying little man.

I really can’t help it!

Fortunately, Mo Boyuan didn't intend to care about anything and decisively took the little man from the bodyguard's hand:

"Go back and rest, there's nothing going on here for the time being."

"Yes, boss."

The bodyguard quickly turned around and left. The father and son looked at each other wordlessly before returning to the room.

"mom"

The little man was about to call his mother out of habit, but as soon as he uttered a syllable, his father covered his mouth:

"Shh, mom just fell asleep, don't wake her up."

"Oh, don't bother mom, Ning Ning knows."

Mo Boyuan let go of his hand and immediately put the person in his arms down:

"Have you taken a shower?"

The little guy firmly remembered his father's instructions not to wake his mother, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it clearly:

"washed.!"

Although I didn't hear clearly what my son said in full?

But looking at the mouth shape of the last two words, it has obviously been washed.

"Wait." After leaving these two words, the man walked towards the place where the suitcase was placed, carefully unzipped the suitcase, rummaged through it to find a set of children's pajamas, threw it accurately, and put it on the little man's head. .

"Change it yourself."

Forehead.

It was several minutes after the little man finished changing into his pajamas. He came in with bare feet. When he reached the bed, he stretched his neck and glanced at the person sleeping on the bed.

Mo Boyuan was sitting on the chair next to the bed, with a notebook on his lap:

"Go to bed and be gentle. If you wake your mother up, I'll beat you up!" He said slightly threateningly.

The little guy pouted and glanced secretly again, then pouted his lips and carefully climbed onto the bed, then carefully crawled in from the edge of the bed, and finally managed to sleep in the corner. His little body was so upright that he didn't even dare to Move as you please.

Mo Boyuan then continued to type on the laptop keyboard.

The night was very quiet, and both mother and son fell asleep.

As for when the man finished and went to bed, no one knew.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already early the next morning, and the sun shone through the curtains, making it so dazzling that I had to wake up.

Jiang Tingxu opened his eyes and saw the furry little head on his chest, and the fleshy little hands were still on his neck.

When he noticed that the woman was awake, the man next to him also opened his eyes. He gave her a habitual big hand and hugged her tightly:

"Sleep a little longer." The voice was very low, as if he hadn't woken up.

It's true that I didn't wake up. I slept for less than three hours in total, okay?

No, after holding his wife in his arms, he fell asleep again within a few seconds.