Chapter 1765 The Disappearing Yuan Yuan (1)

After Zhang Xiaowei finished speaking, he turned and left regardless of Jun Feifei's reaction.

Jun Feifei blinked her eyes, staring at the extremely enchanting figure right and wrong.

"Miss Jun, what's wrong with Zhang Xiaowei?"

Jun Feifei shrugged her shoulders, took out a stack of banknotes from the bag and handed them to the assistant, "Please treat the staff to afternoon tea, let's say Miss Zhang invited them."

Zhang Xiaowei, who hadn't gone far, stopped and clenched his fists, but he didn't say anything, and walked forward after a few seconds.

Looking at her back, Jun Feifei sighed softly, turned around and entered her office without saying anything.

It was another weekend, Baby Yuanyuan's alarm clock rang early, Xiaoroudun rubbed his eyes, still reluctant to open them.

"Wolf wolf, do you think I won't grow taller if I sleep so little? But cultivating artistic cells is also very important, isn't it..."

The little guy hugged the quilt and yawned and said to the black wolf in the kennel.

Hei Lang moved to the little guy's room, which was naturally requested by the little guy himself. He originally wanted to sleep with Hei Lang, but Wushuang did a lot of thinking work before rejecting his request.

But in the end he moved Hei Lang's den to his own room, and he had to look at Mr. Hei Lang when he opened and closed his eyes.

Mr. Hei Lang liked Yuan Yuan at first, and he had no objection to the matter of moving the nest, so Wushuang could only turn a blind eye to it.

Mr. Heilang gently licked the little master's steamed bun face, and rubbed his head against him. This way of waking up seemed to happen every day in this small room.

Then the little uncle, who had not changed out of his pajamas and had messy hairstyle, came to take pictures of the little meat pier with his mobile phone. Mu Yuhao has insisted on this habit for almost three years, and he has not lost a single day.

Baby Yuanyuan is also used to it. When he is in a good mood, he will put on a handsome pose at him. When he is in a bad mood, just like now, Baby Yuanyuan still has the energy to get up, bury the bun face in the pillow, poo pointing her butt towards him.

Mu Yuhao thought he was extremely cute, and slapped Yuan Yuan's little butt wildly.

"Little Shushu, what are you doing slapping other people's ass?" The little Roudun pretending to be an ostrich heard the sound of the shutter, and asked Xiaoshuai with a pout.

Mu Yuhao patted his fleshy little butt lightly, "Wake up, little slob, aren't you going to go to the art exhibition with grandma today? Are you still in bed?"

After Mu Yuhao finished speaking, he picked up Xiao Roudun and walked out.

Little Roudun opened one eye and looked at Xiao Shushu, while the other eye was still closed, "She is still growing..."

Mu Yuhao's heart softened when he heard Baby Yuan Yuan's baby voice and baby voice, and kissed him hard on the bun's face, "Then go on to sleep, don't go, little uncle will take you to play later."

Baby Yuan Yuan shook his head, saying no, and finally opened the other eye, "I want to be a man of taste, and I want to go to the art exhibition."

Mu Yuhao kissed him again, "You bastard, you still know what taste is."

Baby Yuan Yuan hugged Mu Yuhao's neck, "Little Shu, let me tell you a secret, I kissed both sides of my cheeks just now, you kissed me..." The little guy still hugged each other while talking Start with a thick little meaty hand, yes yes, imitate a kissing action.

Mu Yuhao felt sick to his stomach, he couldn't wait to vomit out the food from the previous night.

"Mu Yuanhang, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Cluck..."

"Hao'er, why are you yelling at Yuan Yuan?" The voice full of anger naturally came from Mu Baichuan.

I can't finish writing today, Jenny is so tired that she is about to collapse, and I will make up what I owe tomorrow, okay?