My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Five hundred and twelfth

Chapter 2912 4.512 The little monk has a heartache

The little monk's face couldn't help being embarrassed, a cute little face, turned to the arbor, and blinked his big watery eyes, "Female, female donor?"

"Don't be cute." Qiao Mu said blankly.

Yes, that's the tone. It really wasn't that I was dreaming, it was that the real female donor was right in front of me.

"The female donor is really you, the female donor!" The child seemed to wake up from a dream, with a small palm down and a slap on his thigh.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The little monk grinned with a grin, and suddenly stretched out two small radishes into Qiao Mu's arms, tears falling down like golden beans, "female donor, female donor , Are you looking for something empty?"

Qiao Mu's heart softened, but his face was still expressionless, but his little hand was involuntarily raised, and he patted his back twice, "Okay, man man, bleeding and not crying, what about crying? Energetic?"

"Amitabha, the little monk is only five years old this year, and he is not a man in the strict sense."

"Wait for the little monk one day to be able to complete the merits, report the fourfold grace, and three ways to help..."

Qiao Mu reached out and covered the little monk's mouth.

The child's babbling problem since he was a child may not be able to be corrected.

You can talk about it, but you still talk about those Buddhas, gods and gods all day long. It's not too tired to panic!

The little monk opened a pair of black and white, with big round eyes looking at Qiao Mu, "Female, female donor! Men and women are not light, you, you let go of the little monk!"

Qiao Mu's brain popped on his full forehead, "Shut up."

The little monk flattened his mouth, drooped his head for a moment, and whispered aggrievedly, "You have changed."

"You weren't like this before."

Arbors:...

"You used to hug me and coax me in a low voice." Little Monk Kongkong said pitifully, "You will also help me comb my hair and weave braids on my head! How fierce as it is now."

Even Moline couldn't help being speechless now.

By the way, do you have hair on your head? Do you have any braids? When dreaming again, 80% of them are dreaming of his home, Joe.

The child dreamed of Mr. Qiao Qiao in her own dream. She felt that she was gentle and water like her mother. Ninety-nine percent of them have replaced Qiao Qiao as her mother...

Qiao Mu was funny and lovingly stroked the little monk's head, "Come tell my sister, how do you feel now?"

"The little monk hurts. It feels uncomfortable everywhere, the female donor, let's walk a little bit with the little monk on your back!" Kongkong's chubby little hand was stuck in his heart.

Qiao Mu:!

Why does she want to shoot this kid so much?

Mo Lin on the side feels even more wrong~IndoMTL.com~Why is this little monk so good at teasing girls? This sissy skill is probably born with it, this is how old it is, it will deceive the little girl, Liugen is really unclean!

Qiao Mu hadn't moved on this side, and then Mo Lin came to the two of them. With a finger, he lifted the little monk's chubby body.

Heartly said to the little monk, "It's heavy."

Qiao Mu twitched the corners of his mouth.

In fact, she also discovered that the little monk seemed to be more chubby than before she left. It is conceivable how well the mother Wei Ziqin feeds at home.

"If you get so fat, it will develop horizontally."

The little monk's round eyes widened, "Female donor, you're stubborn again!"

(End of this chapter)