The next day, Roland called Uncle Luo last night and found out that the child was picked up by Mo Chaodong.

She suppressed her anger and waited at home for Mo Chaodong to .

The sound of the car engine sounded downstairs, and she quickly went downstairs to take a look.

It was indeed Mo Chaodong's car, and the nameless fire in her heart suddenly rushed up.

When I opened the car door, a cold wind blew on her face, but it burned the anger in her heart even more forgot about it.

"Mo Chaodong, did you actually blow air conditioning on your child?"

Mo Chaodong's heart trembled for a moment. He knew that bringing the child back would be scolded, but men were just accustomed and it was uncomfortable not to scold him.

"Lanlan, don't be angry. The weather is so hot now. The child has three layers inside and three layers outside. I'm afraid he will have heatstroke or something, so I turned on the air conditioner."

"I'll listen to you put the p-s, give me the child, and then you can get out!"

Roland took the child away by himself, and Mo Chaodong was a little reluctant to let him go.

After walking a few steps, the child woke up. After waking up, he didn't know what was going on, and cried loudly.

Mo Chaodong dropped the car and followed Roland.

Roland coaxed the child all the way, and the child kept crying. Mo Chaodong said, "Are you hungry?"

Only then did Roland remember that Mo Chaodong had taken the child away all day, what did he feed the child?

"What did you feed your child? When did you feed it?"

"Milk powder? Otherwise I can find a cow!"

Mo Chaodong responded to her in the same tone.

Roland was upset and curled up the corners of his lips, "That's not necessarily. Who knows your President Mo's quirk, how many cows have you raised!"

Mo Chaodong didn't understand it very much at first, but later he understood it. Indeed, he liked... dairy cows more.

"I only raised one, and I had a calf, and this was not a cow at all."

After saying that, he also glanced at Roland's chest.

"Haha, is that?" Roland smiled gloomyly, and there seemed to be a layer of black air on his face, which scared Mo Chaodong.

"No...no..."

"Don't go to the east, get out of here--"

Dare to say that she is an airport, isn't she tired of living? Tell her, she can finish him at any time.

Mo Chaodong's gangster's face immediately became flattering, "Lanlan, don't be angry, being angry is not good for your skin!"

...

After feeding the child, Roland walked around in her arms. When he came out, he saw that the guy was still staying at her house, curled up on the sofa, like a homeless wanderer on the roadside.

"Hey! If you want to sleep, you should sleep on the street. I am not a homeless residence here."

Mo Yingdong flattened his mouth, "I can't leave!"

"Why?"

"Because...because I promised my son, I have to sleep with him tonight!"

The righteousness of Roland made him want to award him a good dad award!

The baby in his arms was puzzled: Is there any? Is there any? Is there any?

"What do such a young child know? Let's go! I'll go to work tomorrow!"

Roland drove him away and pushed him outside the door frame.

Mo Chaodong thought there was no chance, and just as he was about to leave, the child cried.

Roland patted the child's back and whispered to make him fall asleep.

"I just said it! The child hopes I stay!"

Come in by yourself.

Coax the child with Roland.

Soon the child stopped crying, and Roland started to drive him away. What's strange is that the child cried again.

After coaxing, he cried again, and after crying.

Roland used up his patience and threw the child to him, "Come on, I don't care. When is this child so difficult to manage?"

Mo Chaodong took it and walked around in his arms: Son! Good look!

He walked into the room, put the child on the bed, turned him over, and scratched his back.

Roland wondered, "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!