Mo Xiuchen turned black with shameless face. Wen Ran, who was lying on the bed behind him, smiled indecently.

"Xiuchen, bring Ziyi back. If he wakes Xinxin and Momo up, you will be in a hurry again."

Mo Xiuchen frowned and checked his son. He had no wet urine. He had to pat him lightly. After a few strokes, Zi Yi fell asleep again.

"Let them sleep in the nursery tomorrow, don't carry them tonight."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face with depressed words with amusedness.

"Okay, let them sleep here for another night tonight, and after the nanny comes to work tomorrow, they will move them to the nursery."

After Mo Xiuchen put Zi Yi back in the crib, he asked Wen Ran again: "Ranran, are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will go downstairs to get you some food."

"I'm not hungry, I've just had dinner not long. Come and go to bed. You haven't had a good sleep these days."

Wen Ran's eyes were filled with heartache.

Mo Xiuchen responded, went to bed, leaned against her, and stroked her head lovingly with his big hands.

Wen Ran moved, leaned against him, looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face slightly, and asked softly: "Xiuchen, does your head still hurt?"

Although he was not seriously injured in the car accident that night, he also had a concussion. However, he did not rest and went directly to D country.

In the past two days, he insisted on taking care of the baby himself, and she felt very distressed when she looked at it.

Mo Xiuchen's mouth curled lightly, his smile spread in his eyes, and his voice sounded softly above her head, "It doesn't hurt. At that time, I knew I wouldn't suffer much serious injuries, so I changed my direction."

"How can I predict this kind of thing?"

Wen Ran frowned. The risk he took was too great.

"Ranran, don't be angry. Although the car is fast, it brakes immediately. Even if I don't turn the direction, Cheng Jia will not be seriously injured."

Mo Xiuchen sighed softly.

At that time, Cheng Jia made a condition with him. The person on the other end of the phone was firm and stalemate with the police and refused to carry the baby out. When Mo Xiuchen saw the cart rushing towards him, he had the idea of ​​hurting himself and touching Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia was indeed moved by him. When he fainted, Cheng Jia cried and said, "I will rescue Momo safely."

"Cheng Jia is infatuated with you." Wen Ran pouted slightly and said with a sour voice.

"My Ranran is jealous." Mo Xiuchen chuckled,

"Who made you flirt with flowers everywhere?" Wen Ran glared at him, "I really want to use a knife to cut your face."

She said, still gestured with her fingers.

Mo Xiuchen lifted the quilt and was about to get up.

"where you go?"

Seeing that he was about to get out of bed, Wen Ran asked quickly, "Isn't it anger?" She was joking. She was so handsome, so how could she bear to scratch her face?

"I'll get you a knife. Aren't you going to scratch my face?" Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at Wen Ran jokingly.

"Go to bed quickly. After the nanny comes tomorrow, you can rest for a few days and don't rush to do anything."

Mo Xiuchen lay down obediently, turned his head to the side, and put Wen Ran into his arms, pressed his thin lips against her neck, and sprayed the breath he exhaled on her neck, and said softly: "When the nanny comes tomorrow, I will ignore those three little guys and only take care of you."
Chapter completed!