The Wen family will definitely be wholeheartedly treating Wen Mo and will not treat him unfairly.

And she and Wen Lu had no way to continue.

It's true that he doesn't love her.

Although how many people in the current marriage will talk about love? It’s just that they can continue to be together, but she doesn’t want it.

She doesn't want to have a different dream, she doesn't want to be distracted, and her husband has another woman in his heart.

Wen Mo had a very happy time with his father. He even took off his shoes and stood on Wen Lu's legs, hugging Wen Lu with both hands and swaying around him.

Wen Lu also spoiled Mo Mo. He would occasionally look serious and serious a few times, but most of the time, he was not bad to his son.

When the meal was almost done, the waiter brought tea.

It is the newly picked Longjing this year.

The nursery rhymes were drinking hot tea, and the cool private room was filled with the fragrance of bamboo.

Wen Lu said: "Do you like this place? If you like it, you can stay here tonight."

She nodded: "I like it very much."

Mo Mo nodded, "I like it."

"Then we will stay here tonight. I asked my friend to open a suite. Without anyone else, we are the only one."

The nursery raffle did not express his opinion and followed his arrangements.

He can arrange whatever he wants.

It's the same everywhere.

But he knew that the place she wanted to go the most was Luancheng, but he would not let her go home.

After three years of marriage, she was dispensable. He never offered to accompany her back to her hometown to see her. Obviously... she still has relatives in Luancheng, and her grandfather is still there.

It's just that I don't care.

Now, she doesn't care.

After dinner, there was nothing wrong, Wen Lu took Mo Mo to take a shower.

He was also on a whim today and wanted to take a bath for Mo Mo. How could he do that? As soon as he took off Mo Mo's clothes, he called out the nursery rhyme.

Tong Yao couldn't help but say a few words to him: "Wen Lu, you, a young man, really can't do the matter of taking a bath for your son."

Wen Lu was a bit embarrassed by what she said, but she still refused to admit it: "Don't give me the identity of Mr. An, I'm not that scheming."

He knew that the young master was not a good word in nursery rhymes.

She didn't continue to say anything, she knew that Wen Lu wanted to save face, although there was no one here.

Mo Mo was very noisy when taking a shower and liked to splash water.

He poured Wen Lu and Meng Yao all over the water, and Wen Lu couldn't help but pat his butt: "Little thing, can you be more at ease?!"

"Woo woo." Mo Mo felt aggrieved.

Mom never beats him when she bathes him.

Mo Mo was even more restless when he shampooed his hair and would cry.

He hates washing his hair the most!

The child cried and it was really like a mountain collapse.

The nursery rhyme was very calm, patted Wen Mo's back, and patiently coaxed him: "Don't cry, baby, it's okay, mom, be gentle."

Wen Lu couldn't stand it: "Let the nanny do this in the future."

"I'm happy." She said lightly.

Being able to accompany Mo Mo to grow is her greatest happiness.

She was very focused and patient throughout the whole process. Wen Lu didn't leave, and would hand her something from time to time.

The driver had already brought the change of clothes, and Meng Yao put on Mo Mo's clothes and coaxed him to sleep.

The night in the bamboo forest is quiet and quiet, everything is like the original state of the primeval forest.

The bed in the suite was very big, and Meng Yao insisted on putting Mo Mo in the middle of the big bed to sleep together. No matter how threats Wen Lu threatened, he had to endure it.

Mo Mo slept soundly, holding the quilt in his little hands, and a calm happiness on his fleshy face.
Chapter completed!