My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Two hundred and fifty-third

Chapter 817 2.253 Female donors, you know what’s wrong

At this time, Qiao Mu was looking at the crying bald baby with a headache, and weakly raised his hand to touch his bare head.

"Don't cry." Qiao Mu sighed, reached out and hugged him on his lap, patted his back, "You monks will cry too."

"The monk is also a human being. Of course people cry if they are unhappy in their hearts!" The little monk retorted gruffly, "Female donors, do you know what's wrong?"

Qiao Mu's mouth twitched slightly, she knew what was wrong.

"You promised my master to take care of me! But since you entered the city, you left me in the house and didn't even look at me." The little bald head became sad and sobbed as he spoke. Swallowed.

Qiao Mu is gone, so he raised his hand and patted his head, "Okay, well, don't cry. I'm not busy these two days!"

The little bald head bit his sleeve and whimpered, "I'm starving to death, female donor."

"Sister!" The female benefactor named Nima made her eyelids tremble...

The little bald head cried earth-shattering.

Qiao Mu endured the urge to grab the door and flee, and took a peach from the inner world with a wave of his hand and put it in his arms, "Okay, don't cry, this will be your compensation."

The little bald head choked and held the peaches, raised a pair of watery eyes, and asked pitifully, "Is it just one? Not full enough."

"What have you done these days?" Qiao Mu rolled his eyes, took out two plates of vegetarian dishes from the food box, plus a bowl of rice, and asked, "Do you have braised pork?"

The little monk's face flushed red, he hurriedly closed his eyes, held the peach and waved his hand, "Don't eat or eat, take it away!"

Qiao Mu laughed at him, "You little monk, there are clearly six impures. I haven't taken them yet, so you dare not take a look at it. You can't really take it out. You thump up and eat happily. "

"Female donor, don't want to say that!" The little monk opened a pair of cute eyes and stared at Qiao Mu angrily.

"Is it not? If you don't have meat in your heart, you don't see meat in your eyes, and you're just eating vegetables. If you have meat in your heart, you eat white radish as meat!" Qiao Mu snatched angrily A white radish with chopsticks plugged the little monk's mouth that he wanted to defend.

"Why? I didn't eat for these two days, I was planning a hunger strike to protest?"

"No. The dishes they cook are not in the taste of the little monk!" The little monk swallowed a mouthful of white radish, and his face flushed with anger. "Female donors, men and women are not giving or accepting, you have to hold me again. Up!"

As soon as Prince Mo walked into the room, he happened to hear this sentence, and when he shook his figure, he lifted the little guy up.

The little monk's hands and feet trembled softly, struggling to get to the ground, a pair of dark eyes~IndoMTL.com~ staring at Mo Lin angrily.

"This donor, you are too rude! Put down the little monk quickly, or you will regret it."

"Oh? What do you think of regret?" Moline pressed her lips together and glanced at the little monk faintly.

The little monk stared straight and round eyes, with an angry look on his face, "The little monk is going to pee!"

"Puff..." Qiao Mu was amused by this one.

Mo Lin turned her head to look at her, her phoenix eyes suddenly lit up.

For the sake of the little monk making Jojo amused, I don't care about him.

Mo Lin let go of her hand and saw the little monk running towards Qiao Mu, "female donor, take me to pee."

Molin wanted to slap the bear boy to death...

The corners of Qiao Mu's lips stained with a smile, instantly stiff.

(End of this chapter)