Dongfang Mo went to find the photos, but it took only three hours to go there. When he came back, Mu Rudu had already woken up from a nap.

Seeing her walking in, Mu Ru asked angrily: "Dongfang Mo, did you go to the underwater photo of your childhood with Ayu? Did you let Che Qixiu drive a submarine in the afternoon?"

Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "Where can I work for him? I forgot the exact location of my photos, so I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, of course it took some time."

Mu Ru glared at him, too lazy to pay attention to him, but Aunt Liu came in at noon, so Mu Ru sat on the sofa and enjoyed the noon with peace of mind. Dongfang Mo was watching her while sharing it with her, and it was still beautiful.

It is called "Give blessings together".

Mu Ru's mouth was filled with food. After hearing his blessings, she nodded and said vaguely: "Well, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, so of course they have to share their blessings. However, when the disaster strikes, it is probably

We're going to fly each other."

Dongfang Mo laughed after hearing her words, and did not argue with her. Seeing that she was full, he immediately asked Aunt Liu to take it down, and then opened his childhood album and took out the photos of him and Ayu.

Although he and Ayu are twins, there are not many photos of them together. Most of the time, they are single photos of each other. When Mu Ru saw these photos, perhaps because she was too familiar with the two brothers Dongfang Mo.

She could tell at a glance.

"Just post it alone," Dongfang Mo threw the photo of Dongfang Yu aside as he spoke: "Ah Yu's photo is not good-looking, it's not cute at all."

When Mu Ru heard his arrogant words, he couldn't help but fall three black lines on his forehead. Is he exactly the same as Dongfang Yu?

Moreover, those photos of childhood, obviously, Dongfang Yu is more lively and cute than him, okay?

She knew that Dongfang Mo was thick-skinned before, but she never knew that he was so thick-skinned that he was still narcissistic?

Oh my God, my father is like this, so why wouldn’t the two brats in her belly be so narcissistic?

"How is it, isn't it very cute?" A man without self-knowledge asked without shame while posting photos of his baby on the wall.

Mu Ru looked up and nodded seriously: "Well, it's indeed a little cute, but it's not beautiful." She deliberately attacked him.

"Haha, I'm a boy, what do I want to be beautiful? Beautiful is a derogatory term for boys," Dongfang Mo said indifferently: "But there are a few beautiful photos, in the small bag next to it.

, you can take it out and take a look.”

Is there a beautiful one? Mu Ru was a little stunned, then reached out to take a small plastic bag next to her and poured it out on the coffee table. However, when he saw these photos, he was stunned. Where did he get it from?

"Dongfang Mo, where did you find it?" Mu Ru couldn't help but exclaim, holding a photo in one hand. The photos of a two or three-year-old girl were not combed in bangs. The birthmark on her forehead was as obvious as that.

The photos are so clear.

"Of course I asked for my mother Wang," Dongfang Mo turned around as he spoke, hugged her behind her, and his thin lips exhaled a hot breath in her ear: "How about it? These photos are beautiful enough

Bar?"
Chapter completed!