"Ouyang, it looks like you're going to be angry again." Shen chengjing said in a low voice.
Ouyang was not a little woman. She did not need a man to constantly nag at her to control her thoughts.
"Mom." At this moment, a pair of small hands reached over and touched her small hands.
Shen chengjing lowered her head and saw that mo Shuai Nan had woken up.
"Be good!" She carried mo Shuai Nan and looked at his handsome face! She felt that he was a miniature version of mo Yanchen, getting more and more handsome as he grew.
"Shuai Nan is getting more and more handsome. He looks so much like Dad." She said with a smile.
Mo Shuai Nan pouted and looked at her with a cool expression, obviously not knowing what she was talking about.
"Are you hungry? Mommy will carry you for a walk, okay?" As she spoke, she picked him up. Mo Shuai Nan was obviously very happy as he grabbed her hair.
