MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 121 Why doesn't my aunt sleep with my uncle?

  Chapter 121 Why doesn't my aunt sleep with my uncle?

   "Auntie, are you done?"

   "I'm done." Wen Hua leaned over to hug him, "I'll take you to take a shower and sleep, okay?"

"good."

   "No." The man interrupted softly, "I'll take you to wash."

  He used to stay in the study at this time, and Wen Hua subconsciously didn't want to delay him, "Let me take him to wash, you haven't washed children before, it's not easy to get started."

   "Auntie, I can wash it myself without you."

  Xi Mo hummed and praised him, "It's great, then I'll put water for you and watch you wash."

"good."

  So, Wen Wei was ignored in their discussion between the older and the younger, and watched as Xi Mo took the pajamas and baby toiletries and took the children into the bathroom.

  ? ?

   Did Xi Mo come to **** her little nephew from her?

bathroom.

  The little guy was sitting in the pool full of bubbles and playing with ducklings. Xi Mo looked at the seven ducklings floating on the water and raised his eyebrows, "Childish."

  Xiaotuanzi was stunned.

   No one ever said he was childish.

   "Boys don't play with such motherfuckers."

  Xiao Tuanzi looked at the duck in the water suspiciously, "But I'm only two years old."

   "You will be three years old next year, and a man can't let a girl bathe you, understand?"

   "My mother often washes for me, and my aunt also washed for me before."

The man bit his voice, "Your mother is fine. Except for mother, you can't let other girls bathe you. If it spreads out, you won't be able to find a daughter-in-law, and neither can your aunt. So in the future, if she wants to bathe you for you Do you want to refuse to know?"

  The little guy is receiving education, and what others say is regarded as the standard. Hearing this, he seems to understand but seriously nodded, "Okay, I remember, a man has to take a bath by himself."

  Xi Mo then patted his head in satisfaction.

   When he came out again, Xiaotuanzi was wearing little monster pajamas, and when he walked, he swayed his little tail behind him, showing a new level of cuteness.

   Walking into his aunt's arms, Wen Hua couldn't put it down when he smelled the fragrance of milk after his bath.

  Take the story book and enter the guest bedroom to tell him a few bedtime stories before going to bed.

   When talking about Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf, some fragments flashed through Wen Hua's mind.

   "What story are you going to tell me?"

   "Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf."

   "I've heard the story."

   "Ah, then, little Wenhua and the big bad wolf."

  Thinking of the seductive voice and aggressive breath he used to seduce the ignorant girl that night, her cheeks were hot.

   "Auntie, Auntie, why don't you talk about it?"

  Recovering herself, she coughed lightly, "Let's read another chapter."

  At 9:30 in the evening, the door of the guest bedroom was pushed open.

   "Drink some warm milk before going to bed."

  He took the large cup specially, and said to Wen Hua, "You drink too."

  Wen Hua looked away, took the cup and fed it to the little nephew first.

  The little nephew pushed it to her after drinking, and asked Xi Mo with his **** grape-like eyes blinking: "Are you going to sleep with us too?"

  The man moved his eyes to the person drinking milk with lower eyebrows, "Ask her."

  The little guy tugged on Wen Hua's sleeve, "Auntie?"

   "Just the two of us can sleep, this bed can't fit three people, it will squeeze you."

   "The bed is pretty big, why doesn't my aunt sleep with my uncle? Mom and Dad sleep together."

  Xi didn't answer, and only looked at someone who was escaping.

   After a while, Xiaotuanzi figured it out, "I know!"

"what do you know?"

"You must be bullying my aunt, so my aunt won't sleep with you. Sometimes my father will bully my mother. I heard my mother crying in the baby room. The next day, my mother stopped sleeping with him. It took a few days for my father to coax her Mom coaxes you back to the master bedroom. If you bully my aunt, you have to coax her well, so she will... "

  Wen Hua suddenly reached out to cover the little guy's Tong Yan Wuji's mouth, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and the temperature around her ears was rising steadily.

  Xi Mo looked at the little guy, then looked sideways at the person with pink cheeks, his thin lips curled slightly, "Your father is not bullying your mother."

  The little guy's mouth was covered, leaving only a pair of round eyes with doubts in them.

   "You'll know it when you grow up."

   "Sleep peacefully at night and don't disturb your aunt." The man's voice was low and gentle. Looking at Wen Hua, he leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Good night."

  Her eyelashes trembled, and the man's breath was so charming that it made people addicted. Seeing that the little guy was still blinking at him, Xi Mo asked, "You want it too?"

  The kid nodded.

  He bowed his head and kissed the little guy's forehead again.

  After the people left, the little guy bent his mouth, "I like little uncle."

  Wen Hua gulped down the rest of the milk, and the beating heart in her chest still didn't slow down.

   "Auntie, why is your face so red?"

  Wen Hua caressed the side of her face and loosened her throat, "The temperature of the air conditioner has been turned up."

  After breakfast the next day, Xi Mo sent the two of them to school.

   Before getting out of the car, he told Wen Wei, "Don't drive with the children. I'll ask the driver to pick you up in the afternoon. Call me if you need anything."

"good."

  Xiao Tuanzi is very obedient, and he didn’t make any mess for Wen Hua in the office. His colleagues in the office all like him. They help Wen Hua take care of him for a while when he has work, and play games with him on the sofa when he is not working.

  The little baby is very welcome. Not only was he fed by this office, even the secretaries next door came here to get him delicious food.

   It was not enough to collect so many delicious foods. After get off work, he looked at Wen Hua eagerly and said that he wanted to eat sugar people. Helpless, Wen Hua ordered the driver to take him to buy sugar people.

  When she was studying in the High School Attached to the University of Foreign Studies, there was often an old man selling sugar at the school gate. After so many years, she didn't know if she was still there.

   Logically, the old man's home is nearby, but they were unlucky, in the cold winter, they searched around the middle school and found no one.

  She said to Xiaotuanzi with some embarrassment: "It's too cold outside, and the grandfather of the sugar seller doesn't seem to have come out... Do you really want to eat?"

  Xiaotuanzi: "I don't really want to eat..."

  Looking at her for a few seconds, Wen Hua patted his head, "Auntie will definitely buy it for you!"

   "Ma'am." The driver uncle said, "I know an uncle who is a sugar maker, but his home is a bit far from here, do you want to try your luck?"

   "Okay! Then take us there."

   This time they were lucky, they bought a sugar figurine, and the old man was the one who sold it near the school.

   "Grandpa, haven't you sold sugar people in the middle school?"

  The gray-haired grandfather looked at Wen Hua for a few seconds, and smiled, "It's you, girl, you became a mother in the blink of an eye, time flies so fast."

   Unexpectedly, he recognized her. Wen Wei was a little moved, "So many people bought you things, I didn't expect you to remember me. He is my little nephew, and I haven't become a mother yet."

"At that time, you were just in the first year of high school. Every day when you came to buy sugar paintings for me, you were smiling. Others seldom chatted with me. Every time you saw me from afar, you greeted me with a smile and reminded me to wear gloves in winter. The little girl is happy, I am very impressed, but it seems that you are no longer studying in the attached middle school in the second year of high school, did you transfer to another school?"

  (end of this chapter)