The face that was originally a little angry because of being beaten suddenly calmed down a little, but it was still tense and not very pretty.

The child in his arms was crying loudly, with tears falling down. He looked pitiful and hateful.

Jiang Mo's mood was also a little high because of the child's cry.

After a while, he realized what he was doing and said in a muffled voice: "Why are you crying? Don't cry."

Xiao Mo was stunned by the voice. His crying paused, and then the voice rose by one decibel.

"Wow……"

Jiang Mo: "..."

I frowned tightly, thinking that I couldn't get angry, so I just let it go, but I felt a little depressed no matter what.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Your mother is fine again. I will take you to find her now. Don't cry."

I heard that I was looking for my mother.

Xiao Mo sniffed and looked at him suspiciously: "Is it true?"

He was actually suspected by a child.

Jiang Mo simply felt that he had lost his temper and said lightly "Yeah".

Lifting Xiao Mo up, he held her in his arms easily, turned around and went out, heading to Xiao Yao's ward.

Xiao Mo also became quiet, but his eyes still fell on Jiang Mo's face from time to time, and he puffed up his face angrily, obviously still angry.

Jiang Mo was not good at getting along with children, but when he thought of what he did yesterday, which made the child hurt, a flash of guilt flashed in his eyes.

He asked in a gentle voice: "Why did you hit your head yesterday? Does it still hurt?"

Xiao Mo pouted, originally not wanting to answer.

But remembering that this was Uncle Mo whom I liked before, it seemed a bit uncomfortable to be so rude to others now. After a moment of hesitation, he said angrily: "I am a man, how can I cry out that it hurts for such a small injury?"

He said it very energetically, but he forgot why he, a little man, was crying just now.

Jiang Mo didn’t expose it either, it’s good if he can speak.

He said a faint "hmm" again and stopped talking.

Xiao Mo sat on Jiang Mo's arm and felt that his arms were particularly strong and his shoulders were broad. He had never been hugged like this by his mother before, and he had never felt like this.

He likes it very much and knows that Jiang Mo will marry his mother soon and will be his father from now on.

Feeling a little itchy in my heart, I forgot my previous resentment towards him and said with a puffed-up face: "If you don't bully my mother anymore, I will forgive you."

Jiang Mo felt that the child was really naive.

But he rarely asked patiently: "What if I continue to bully?"

When Xiao Mo heard this, he immediately became furious and his body started to struggle in protest.

"I don't want you to hug me, you bad guy, I want to come down, put me down."

After all, Xiao Mo was not just a few months old, but already over four years old. With such a struggle, Jiang Mo almost couldn't hold him in his arms. When he almost threw Xiao Mo down, he couldn't care anymore and tightened his hands.

, firmly fixing the child in his arms in his hands so that he could not move.

He scolded with a cold face: "Stop messing around."

Xiao Mo used all his strength to suck the milk, but still couldn't break free from Jiang Mo's hand, because his little face turned red due to the struggle just now.

"Let me go." He said angrily.

Jiang Mo knew he couldn't tell the child clearly, so he could only say: "I won't bully your mother anymore, don't worry."

"Are you telling the truth?" Xiao Mo stopped struggling and wanted to negotiate terms with Jiang Mo like a grown-up.

"Of course it's true." Jiang Mo responded lightly: "What's the benefit of me lying to you?"

Xiao Mo thought for a while and felt that there was really no benefit in taking risks, so he pouted and said, "In this case, I will forgive you."

He actually asked a four-year-old child to forgive?

Jiang Mo thought it was a bit ridiculous. When did he actually make such a joke with a child?

But now that he had received Xiaomo's understanding, he actually felt a little relieved.

What a strange feeling.

Seeing that Jiang Mo didn't agree, Xiao Mo glanced at Jiang Mo cautiously. He couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart, and curiously asked: "Uncle Mo, are you going to marry my mother? Then you and I

After mom gets married, should I still call you Uncle Mo, or should I call you dad?"

The last two words "Dad" came out of his little mouth, with a hint of cautious expectation in the childish words.

Jiang Mo suddenly stopped.

dad?

These two words, he never thought would appear in a child's mouth.

Very strange?

But the strange thing is that he doesn't find it annoying.

Everything seems so natural.

My heart was rarely touched.

However, this strange feeling only appeared for a moment, and he took another step and continued to move forward.

So what if he was touched, that woman was not willing to marry him, and the child couldn't scream even if he wanted to.

But after walking a few steps, they arrived at Xiao Yao's ward. Jiang Mo opened the door and walked in.

As soon as Xiao Yao heard the sound of the door opening, she straightened her body from lying down and looked towards the door. When she saw Jiang Mo coming with Xiao Mo in his arms, a moment of surprise flashed across her face.

I never expected that two people would become so close in a short time.

Just after Jiang Mo left, she remembered Xiao Mo's fuss with Jiang Mo yesterday, and she was still very worried.

After all, Xiao Mo and Xiao Qiong were pretty good before, but after Xiao Qiong pinched his arm once, Xiao Mo stopped paying attention to Xiao Qiong. She originally thought it would be the same this time, but she didn't expect Xiao Mo to fall in love so quickly.

Reconciled with Jiang Mo.

Xiao Yao couldn't hide the surprise on her face.

Jiang Mo saw it at a glance, his eyes darkened, but he still didn't ask.

"Mom." When Xiao Mo saw Xiao Yao, he had already forgotten about Jiang Mo, and his body tensed up.

This time Jiang Mo didn't stop him, and obediently bent down and put Xiao Mo on the ground.

Xiao Mo rushed towards Xiao Yao. Xiao Yao wanted to reach out, but as soon as she moved, she realized that there was still an infusion needle in her hand, so she stopped and looked at Xiao Yao who was standing in front of her with concern.

street.

"Xiao Mo, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Xiao Mo shook his head, thought about it and then raised his hand, feeling a little embarrassed, and touched his forehead.

It's the injured place.

"Does your forehead hurt?"

Xiao Mo lowered his face and nodded obediently.

There was nothing Xiao Yao could do about this kind of pain. She could only stretch out her hand distressedly, touch Xiao Mo's forehead, and offer comfort.

When Xiao Mo nodded, Jiang Mo took a deep look at his face and remembered the declaration of a certain little man just now.

Some of the names are not true.

Xiao Mo caught Jiang Mo's gaze. He had a good memory. He remembered what he had said before and couldn't help but blush a little. At the same time, he also remembered that Jiang Mo had not answered the question just now.

He couldn't help but raise his voice: "Uncle Mo, you haven't answered my question yet?"

Xiao Mo's eyes were very stubborn. Although Xiao Yao felt uncomfortable being in the same room as Jiang Mo, she didn't want to show it in front of the child, so she asked gently: "What's the problem?"
Chapter completed!