1462 The Real World 20

The boy Mo looked at her with a cute face, and didn't understand why his mother said this suddenly.

As soon as Bei Yutang looked at his small pattern, he couldn't help pinching his fleshy cheek, "If you meet someone you like in the future, remember to send her flowers."

The boy Mo said with a straight face and cuteness: "I only like my mother."

Bei Yutang laughed unkindly, and then gave him a sharp kiss on the face.

At this moment, a young girl's voice came from a carriage, "Hey, such a big person, it's really embarrassing to have a mother's kiss."

When the boy Mo and Bei Yutang heard the sound, they looked at the carriage that passed by them. The curtain of the car was lifted, and a chubby girl with baby fat made a shy gesture at the boy Mo.

The boy Mo's face suddenly blushed, and he silently looked at the contemptuous gaze cast by the little girl on the opposite side.

On the way back, Bei Yutang noticed the boy Mo's hesitant expression. Bei Yutang couldn't stand it anymore, he was really afraid that the little guy would hold back his internal injuries.

"Mo'er, what do you want to say?" Bei Yutang asked actively.

The boy Mo's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at her.

Looking at his guilty conscience, he probably guessed what he wanted to say.

Bei Yutang patiently continued to ask: "Tell me. If you have any intentions to tell your mother, don't keep it in your heart."

The boy Mo raised his small head, his tender white face turned pink and tender at this time, which made people want to go up and pinch it. However, Bei Yutang held back.

After the little guy's psychological construction, he said with a glutinous voice: "Mother, don't kiss my face outside in the future."

After finishing speaking, the little guy lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

Seeing that his mother didn't respond for a long time, he felt very uneasy, and couldn't help but secretly glanced up, only to meet Bei Yutang's gaze at a glance. I saw my mother looking at him with a smile, not angry.

Even though he didn't see that his mother was not angry, he couldn't help but want to say, "Mother can do it at home."

Bei Yutang looked at this warm-hearted little guy, and added this sentence because he was afraid that he would be sad.

"Okay, my mother promised you that I won't kiss you again in front of outsiders. Our little Mo'er is already a little adult." Bei Yutang rubbed the boy's head lovingly.

Seeing that her mother really didn't mind, she didn't feel sad or sad, Xiao Mo'er breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt a little guilty in her heart, as if she had done something heinous.

"Mo'er, mother will tell a story." Bei Yutang said at this time.

When kid Mo heard her words, his mind was immediately transferred to this, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

Bei Yutang spoke slowly.

On a hot day, a father walked through a dusty street with his son and a donkey. The father rides the donkey, and the son leads it. A passerby said, "Poor child, how can you let an adult sit lazily on the back of a donkey?"

When the father heard this, he immediately got off the back of the donkey and let his son ride on it.

But not too far, the voice of a passerby reminded in his ear: "How unfilial! This little guy is riding on the back of a donkey like a young master, while his poor old father is running along."

This sentence hurt the child, so he asked his father to sit behind him.

Just then, a woman pointed at the father and son, "Oh, my God."