Chapter 390 Mo Zhining, Are Your Limbs Uncoordinated?

Jiang Tingxu was indeed unable to sense this.

I don’t know, should I thank that man Mo Boyuan?

After all, you never have to worry about these things that most people worry about, right?

Liao Jiayu seemed to have thought of it, his expression trembled, and finally his eyes were quite envious.

cough.

Fortunately, Dr. Liao didn't say anything more. Jiang Tingxu lay on the table and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was almost half past seven.

He stretched and twisted his sore neck.

On the other side, Zichenshan Villa.

A certain little guy woke up on his own, turned around and looked around, and soon understood where he was.

This is in my own room at Zichenshan Villa!

He slowly crawled out of bed and got out of bed.

I forgot to put on my slippers, so I opened the door directly with a head of frizzy hair and went out.

However, he ended up in his dad's room.

In the room, the man was obviously still sleeping.

After the villain came in, he climbed onto the bed:

"Daddy, daddy."

First he pushed, but when there was no response, he pressed forward with his whole body:

"dad!"

The man finally opened his eyes slowly. When he saw the person in front of him, his expression turned very bad:

"Mo Zhining, what are you doing?"

Didn’t you know that your father has had a serious problem with getting out of bed since he was a child?

Forehead

The little man felt a little astringent before he whispered:

"Dad, it's time to get up, Ning Ning is going to be late."

I usually wake up at seven o'clock, but today I woke up after half past seven.

Moreover, this is Zichen Mountain, not Yunyu Tixiang, and the distance is still further.

Mo Boyuan seemed to have finally thought about his son going to school, and rubbed his head a few times in annoyance:

"You go back to wash up and change clothes first, and then go down and wait for me."

"okay."

After receiving his father's answer, the little boy got out of bed with a bang.

Mo Boyuan fell on the pillow and rested for about half a minute before decisively getting up.

ten minutes later.

In the back seat of the car, the little man was chewing bread and drinking warm milk.

The man driving in front had nothing to do and had to take the people behind him to school safely.

Can you not send it?

Of course not!

All the bodyguards in the villa have been replaced, and Cao Chi hasn't had time to send the manpower over, so he can't let Mu Bo do it, right?

Mu Bo is almost seventy years old, how can he drive a car?

"Dad, drive faster, or you'll be late." The little man eating didn't forget to remind his dad from behind.

Mo Boyuan glanced at his son in the rearview mirror:

"Don't worry, you won't be late."

Do you think your father drives a Lamborghini Bat 6.5 MT with a top speed of 340.0 km/h? Is it a toy car or a model car?

"Hmph, that's good."

This tone is not only arrogant but also very arrogant.

Mo Boyuan sneered a few times and ignored the villain behind him.

About ten minutes later, the kindergarten arrived.

"Dad, Ning Ning is gone."

Mo Boyuan didn't even bother to glance at it from the corner of his eye:

"Get out of the car quickly. You are moving so slowly. Are you uncoordinated?"

The villain immediately stared several times:

"Dad, you are so uncoordinated!"

After saying that, he opened the car door, jumped out of the car, slammed the door, and entered the kindergarten gate without looking back.

As for Mo Boyuan, his hands felt itchy looking at that little figure.

I really want to beat him!

However, there were already several eyes around him, so Mo Boyuan could only think about it for the time being, start the car and leave.