The next morning, Mo Yesheng got up regularly and saw a soft ball on the bed, and his eyes paused on Xiao Zhengtai's face.

It seemed as if I was looking at someone through him.

The man sat by the bed for half an hour. When he was waving, the sun outside the window was already rising.

He moved his stiff body, realized his abnormality, and a faint sarcasm flashed into the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and touched the little guy's face, his eyes deep: "It's not that big dad doesn't like you, but big dad just wants to celebrate that person's birthday!"

Mo Yesheng took out the prepared gift from the bedside table and placed it beside the bed.

Last night, the little guy was so sleepy that he fell asleep in his arms halfway through.

He was too lazy to carry him back to his room and let him sleep in his bed.

The man stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly stepped on something under his feet.

He bent and picked it up and saw that it was the girl who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was in charge.

This guy is getting more and more beautiful, and he is even imitating a little girl who takes the lead in taking the lead!

Mo Yesheng turned his head and glanced at the little guy who was still sleeping, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted.

In the end, he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he put his head flower in his pocket and turned around and left the bedroom.

Mo Yesheng came down the stairs, and a dignified and elegant figure came out of the kitchen, holding two breakfasts in his hand.

"Brother Ye Sheng, do you want the breakfast I made by myself?..."

Before Ding Ningjing could finish her words, Mo Yesheng seemed to have not seen him and walked straight past her.

Ding Ningjing's expression stiffened, and she felt unwilling to see the man's departure back.

Over the past year, no matter what she did, she failed to attract the man to take a look at him, as if he was like air in front of him.

Seeing the maids next to him all looked at him, Ding Ningjing was so angry that she would not be caressed about her old love. Now she is the second young lady of the Mo family. He would be too disrespectful to her like this.

"Brother Ye Sheng, two days will be the taboo of your deceased wife. What do you need my help?"

As soon as Ding Ningjing said, the air in the entire living room seemed to condense in an instant.

The man turned around coldly and looked at Ding Ningjing with a cold look.

The dark eyes were full of murderous intent and cruelty, and Ding Ningjing was shocked by his appearance.

I was timid inside and subconsciously took a step back.

The man looked at Ding Ningjing's frightened pale face with a cold look: "You need to go down and accompany her? Do you mean it?"

Until Mo Yesheng left, for a long time, the man's ghostly voice lingered in her.

Ding Ningjing couldn't stand it, so she threw the plate in her hand and rushed back to her room.

When Xiao Feiran woke up, it was already past nine o'clock. Because it was a weekend and there was no need for class, the maid did not urge him to get up.

He struggled from the bed, and saw the gifts placed beside the bed, and he laughed happily.

He knew that the eldest dad was the best!

Xiao Feiran opened the box and saw that it was a remote-controlled plane I saw on TV before. He only mentioned it to his eldest father. Unexpectedly, the eldest father would take it seriously and bought it for him as a birthday gift.

Yesterday, he was still complaining about his eldest father, that he was really too unbearable.

"Big Dad, Big Dad..." The little guy held the remote control plane and jumped out of bed, and rushed to the study room to find Mo Yesheng.

But I knew that as soon as I rushed out of the bedroom, I ran into someone.

"Ouch!"

Ding Ningjing had just cleaned up and came out of the bedroom, but unexpectedly she was hit by someone.

And this person is still the illegitimate son of his husband outside.
Chapter completed!