"He is hungry and asked the wet nurse to carry him." Mo Liancheng sat calmly beside her.

When Jingxin saw it, she was about to quit, but she ran into another person who hurried in.

"Brother, I seem to have been here for a long time. The wet nurse is human, and I am human, why don't I let me hug you?" Mo Jingxuan's complaints continued, and he was directly scolding Mo Liancheng. He was very dissatisfied with his behavior!

"If you are a woman, then I will give you a hug."

"Brother, I'm a man."

"So, if you want to hold the child, then give birth to yourself."

"Children are born by women." It's a simple truth?

"You go find a woman to give birth to it"

“…”

Mo Jingxuan shut up on this topic. No matter how he argued, he could not speak of his brother.

"The 14th Prince, the young prince is hungry, and the wet nurse goes to feed her." Jingxin saw Mo Jingxuan was there, so she didn't go out, but when she heard the two masters chatting, she couldn't help laughing. Moreover, seeing that the 14th Prince didn't seem to understand why the prince asked the wet nurse to take the little fourth generation away, she kindly reminded her.

Mo Jingxuan was stunned, then he felt relieved, embarrassed, and smiled and said, "Ahem! Brother, I just pretended that I didn't say anything."

"But I have heard it."

"Puff!" Qu Tan'er sprayed the soup that had just been put into her mouth.

The crow has flew past.

Mo Jingxuan didn't feel sorry just now.

Moreover, I had been so angry that I had been so angry that I had already accumulated.

"Well, I remember going to the palace and discussing with my father if you have something to do. Come again when you have time." Mo Jingxuan looked serious and then carried his hands behind his back. He walked out leisurely and leisurely, but he walked faster and faster.

In just two blinks, there will be no sign!

This is clearly an escape...

Jingxin also retreated at the right time, leaving room for the two of them.

At this time, Mo Liancheng personally took Qu Tan'er's bowl, picked it up, then took the spoon and filled it, and gently handed it to her lips, waiting for her to open her mouth. He wanted to feed it himself, "Come on, it's not hot."

"Zhengcheng, I don't want to drink it."

"That's got to drink too."

"Can you not drink it? Drink it every day, it's so fucked."

"Can."

"Huh?" Is it true?

"How about letting the kitchen change the soup?"

"..." She knew that the result would be like this. But would she be a little sorry for the chefs?

"You take a sip, I'll take a sip?" she put forward a condition.

"Okay. Come on, open your mouth." Mo Liancheng agreed readily.

One person sipped, suddenly started to eat, and Qu Tan'er actually found that it was not difficult to drink!

Sure enough, the psychology is causing trouble...

Mo Liancheng suddenly asked, "Did you think of a good name?"

"What's the name Yunyu? Mo Yunyu." You have to arrange it according to the generations of the ancestral clan. Qu Tan'er doesn't care about those, as long as you call it nicely, but as for whether the name is consistent, I still have checked the dictionary. And this name has been missed for many days.

"It's pretty good, then it's called this one."

"What do you say in the palace?" At this time, Qu Tan'er's face also darkened.

"Our children's name has nothing to do with them." Mo Liancheng said lightly, "Then call it Mo Yunyu, nickname, Yu'er."

"You... know I'm not asking this one."
Chapter completed!