Nangong Linfeng was surprised to see the appearance of the steamed bun.

He clearly saw that xiaobaozi's mouth was watering, but he didn't expect to turn his head directly.

"Baby, don't you like it?" Nangong Linfeng can't help asking xiaobaozi.

If it is the ordinary people's little baby, in his hand to see the apple, drool, must have rushed over, how can turn around?

Xiaobaozi only gave Nangong Linfeng a little butt, and then climbed to Xiao Junyan's side. His fleshy little hand grabbed the corner of his coat and cried, "Baba Baba..."

Xiao Junyan heard his son call himself, put down his hands of chopsticks, doubt asked, "what's the matter?"

Xiaobaozi Zhang came to his arms, raised his head, and cried to Xiao Junyan, "hug..."

Xiao Junyan looked at the small steamed bun's action, but shook his head, picked up the small steamed bun from the ground, put it on his thigh, or asked, "don't move!"

Although I always fight against xiaobaozi and fight for muyue, I still love xiaobaozi very much.

Xiaobaozi cleverly points his head and leans on xiaojunyan's chest. His big eyes are looking at muyue, and his mouth is drooling.

Mu Yue looks at the lovely appearance of the small steamed stuffed bun, can't help laughing and crying, and glances at some depressed Nangong Linfeng.

Know son Mo ruo mother, can't you not know small steamed stuffed bun such action is what meaning.

I knew she was having dinner, so I didn't pester her, but pester his smelly Baba. He just wanted to find something uncomfortable for his smelly Baba.

And the reason why he crawled over was because Nangong Linfeng didn't like it, and he didn't like it, so he came over to pester Xiao Junyan.

Nangong Linfeng put the apple in his hand on the tea table again. Looking at the steamed stuffed bun in Xiao Junyan's arms, he sighed softly.

It seems that xiaobaozi doesn't know him, so he doesn't want to talk to him.

After all, the little bun is only half a year old now. He doesn't say anything even when Mu Yue gives him his face. What's more, he's such a big fart and can't even speak.

"Little devil! Why are you pestering Baba! " Moyue some helpless point of a small bun small nose.

Small steamed stuffed bun with a cute mouth, soft waxy called, "Mom!"

"Darling, don't move!" Xiao Junyan bowed his head and reminded xiaobaozi.

Xiaobaozi flattened his mouth. His hands grasped Xiao Junyan's chest and wiped his mouth. He wiped his saliva on his clothes.

Seeing his masterpiece, xiaobaozi just giggled.

Also total Xiao Junyan do right of Mu Haixuan to small steamed stuffed bun thumbs up, praise said, "small steamed bun, do well!"

Get mu Haixuan's praise, the steamed stuffed bun is more happy, and the laughter is more brilliant.

Moyue some helpless shook his head, "Dad, you don't take bad steamed stuffed bun, OK?"

"I'm not bringing bad steamed stuffed buns. I'm teaching him. If this smelly boy bullies you in the future, I can let him take revenge for you!" Mu Haixuan naturally said.

Mu Yue heard, only feel sympathy for Xiao Junyan, such as the continuous flow of the river!

Xiao Junyan is the head, to Mu Yue showed a gentle smile.