Be Good Chapter 1649: Willing or not is not important

Yuan Chang happily took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his hair when his son rushed over.

I was rejected by my mother...

Yuan Miao looked at his mother's actions, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, whether he was his own or not, it's fine if his mother doesn't feel sorry for him, but she even despises the sweat on his body.

Didn't the ancients say that a good mother doesn't think her son is ugly? Why does his mother dislike him for being sweaty? Sure enough, the ancients were all liars.

Then he took his own son and stood on the ground, Xie Ci stretched out his hand and asked the lady to wipe his son's sweat off his hands, and said slowly, "Why, do you wonder if you are your own? "

As expected of his father, he could tell what he was thinking at a glance.

Yuan Miao flattened her mouth and said aggrievedly, "Yes, I doubt it. If it's your own, would you dislike the sweat on your son's body?"

"Of course I hate it." Yuan Changhuan took Xie Ci's hand and wiped his back.

Just let the son come over, like the gesture of calling a puppy.

He was very angry, "Mother, you are calling me Xiaobai like this!"

Pressed her son's little face hard and wiped it, regardless of whether the son is willing or not, anyway, she is very willing, as for the son's wishes, it doesn't matter.

Yuan Miao couldn't even struggle.

Because his father's hands were pressed on his thin shoulders like lead weights, woo woo woo, these two people bullied the child.

Yuan Miao, who was very happy because his parents came to see him, was not happy at all after being bullied by his parents, and instead felt aggrieved.

Until Yuan Changhuan wiped the sweat off his face, and ordered his forehead, "Go take a bath first, and then Mom and Dad will accompany you to have breakfast."

Yuan Miao managed to catch his breath, and quickly waved his hands, "No, I can use it myself."

As he spoke, he ran towards his yard in a flash.

Yuan Miao has a separate yard.

Xie Ci had already sent someone to prepare it. As the only little master of the Emperor's Mansion, his yard would naturally be taken care of by someone specially assigned to take care of it. They went to his yard to take care of his daily life, and Xie Ci asked Mo He to protect him personally. They didn't have much worry about the safety of this little guy.

Therefore, Yuan Miao ran back to his yard, Xie Ci and Yuan Changhuan were not in a hurry to chase, but followed slowly.

After Yuan Miao took a bath, when he changed into a dry robe and went out to have breakfast, he saw his parents sitting where he usually ate, smiling meaningfully at him.

Looking at the smiles of his parents, Yuan Miao always felt that they told himself proudly that he couldn't escape their palms.

Sit down dejectedly, "Father, Miao Miao won't bother you now, why do you bother Miao Miao?"

"What's bothering you, brat." Yuan Changhuan knocked on his son's head angrily, "Daddy and mother are caring about you. If there is any child on the road, give me and your dad money. We won't bother."

With a long sigh, Yuan Miao imitated the adults, "Hey, can you learn to grow up, Miao Miao also has her own things to do, and can't be with you all the time."

Why are these words so familiar? Yuan Changhuan turned his head to look at Xie Ci when he heard his son's familiar words.

Thank you with a low smile, "My son learned from his wife well."

The tone of speech is not much different from that of a lady.