Chapter 618 Good morning?

In the morning of Jiaxing's old home, chickens and dogs are singing. Although they are far away from the streets and roads, they are still outside the old home today, but they can hear the sound of cars constantly passing by. It is very light but very clear.

In the backyard, there are people cooking in the kitchen, and there is a noise of children running around in the yard.

In the quilt in the main bedroom, the two figures still hugged each other and slept.

Zhao Tingting had already woken up. She just held her hands but couldn't let go. She didn't break it away. She was so quietly hugged by her sleeping man and curled up in Mu Fan's arms like a little wild cat.

At this time, Mu Daoman rushed in with a balloon hammer in his arms. After running in, without saying a word, he climbed to the end of the bed, with a long runny nose, and climbed from the end of the bed to the head of the bed. What made this guy dumbfounded was that he usually held his mother. Why is there one more man today?

"Wow..."

Mu Dao looked at his mother being held by a man and burst into tears!

Zhao Tingting hurriedly stretched out her hands, wrapped Mu Dao Kuang from her legs, pressed it to the bedside, covered the latter's mouth, and made a virtual gesture.

"Isn't it okay if Taoism doesn't cry?"

"Mom doesn't want me anymore... Whoo-hoo..... Mom doesn't want me..."

Zhao Tingting reached out her hand to wipe Mu Dao's tears, stretched out her bright white arms, took a tissue, helped Mu Dao wipe her nose and tears, and whispered with a smile: "You are my mother's good baby. How can my mother not be crazy?"

Mu Dao pushed Zhao Tingting's hand away, stood up from the quilt, took his own toy, and hit the sleeping Mu Fan's exposed head fiercely.

"Mom is mine! Mom is mine!"

Seeing the behavior of Mu Dao Kuang, Zhao Tingting quickly wrapped her son down and stuffed it into the quilt again. She tightened her face and said seriously, "The Taoist didn't stop talking to her mother, right?"

"Who is he?"

Zhao Tingting pinched Mu Dao's crazy face with a wry smile and said angrily, "You still talked to him on the phone. Did you forget? He is your father,"

"Dad? You lied to me! What is Dad? After Mu Dao whined crazily, he was about to stand up again and hit Mu Fan.

At this time, Mu Fan was also knocked by the hammers of Mu Dao Crazy. Hearing his son's words, he got up in a daze and turned Zhao Tingting's side body around. Then he saw the little guy hidden in Zhao Tingting's arms. He rubbed his eyes and said with a smile, "Son, grab a woman with me? Get out and play by yourself."

"Woo..."

Mu Dao Kuang was said with a smile by Mu Fan. He cried again, but did not look timid at all, but hit Mu Fan's head with the hammer in his hand!

Zhao Tingting looked sideways at Mu Fan's stupid appearance and said with a smile, "What's the matter, it's not easy for you to be a cheap father who doesn't care?"

Mu Fan and Mu Dao stared at him with big eyes. They both looked fierce. As a result, in less than a minute, Mu Fan still lost the battle. Speaking of which, he dared to challenge himself so seriously. Except for the guy in front of him, there was really no one. After all, who dares to play with himself? He can go up and beat people. The guy in front of him scolds himself and slaps him?

Mu Fan rubbed Mu Dao's crazy face with a smile and said, "You are your father. You can't hit your father."

Mu Dao hummed wildly; "What is Dad?"

Mu Fan looked at Zhao Tingting, who smiled secretly. Zhao Tingting waved her hand and explained, "I can't blame me. He has never had the concept of father in his mind, and he has never seen another child with a father. He has seen a child, that is, his sister. Like him, he has never seen a father, so I think so."

Mu Fan exhaled and lifted the quilt. As a result, both of them were completely taken off. Zhao Tingting immediately spat Mu Fan and said that the child was here, and hurriedly covered the quilt.

Mu Fan was bare, took Mu Dao over and put it on his stomach. He said, "I used to hold you like this. Did you forget?"

Mu Dao broke free from Mu Fan, pointed to Zhao Tingting's stomach and said, "Hmm, I jumped out of my mother's stomach, not from your stomach!"

"Wait, I'll tell grandma that someone bullied my mother!"

After saying that, Mu Daoxia climbed out of bed and ran out in a panic.

"Grandma, grandma, someone hugs mom, someone hugs mom~~~~"

"~~~~~~~"

Mu Fan had a toothache and got into the quilt again. His legs clamped Zhao Tingting's legs, and his hands swam restlessly on him.

"Everyone is up. You can't still stay in bed, can you?"

" Just a moment, just hold for a while..."

After a moment of restlessness, Mu Fan held Zhao Tingting tightly from the rear, hid his nose in Zhao Tingting's neck, and breathed Zhao Tingting's familiar hair fragrance.

Zhao Tingting turned over her body and looked directly at Mu Fan. However, in the quilt, in the dim light, she found several large scars on Mu Fan's abdomen. She put her arms around Mu Fan's waist. After her fingers gently slipped on Mu Fan's back for the first time, her eyes were red. When she slipped for the second time, tears fell directly. No matter what kind of person Mu Fan is outside, whether he is a hooligan in other people's mouths or a perfume genius in the eyes of outsiders, but in her eyes, he is just her man and the child's father. He hugged Mu Fan tightly, his face pressed against Mu Fan's scarred chest, and he was speechless.

Feeling Zhao Tingting's body, Mu Fan opened his eyes, patted Zhao Tingting on the back, and said slightly; "What's wrong?"

"My son didn't know what a father was before, but I never paid attention to it, because I knew it. But do you really want him to have no father?"

Mu Fan smiled and hugged Zhao Tingting tighter and said, "Isn't it okay? I won't do such a lifeless thing in the future, not..."

"You said you wouldn't do it last time..."

"Did I say that?" Mu Fan was stupid and honest and didn't admit it.

Zhao Tingting kicked an elbow in the quilt and hit Mu Fan's vagina, but the strength was not heavy, and Mu Fan suddenly became a shrimp. Then the two fought in the quilt like a child.

"Oh, is it so sweet? This child gets up earlier than you. Is it really shameless not to get up?"

Hearing the sound, the two of them got out of the quilt at the same time and looked at Mu Ling, who leaned against the door frame, wrapped his hands around him, and smiled. Mu Fan said with a smile, "Sister, would you like to come and play together?"

As soon as Mu Fan's words fell, Mu Ling's hand fell. At the head of the two's bed, a kitchen knife was inserted on it, and Mu Ling's face was gloomy.

In the nest, Zhao Tingting kicked Mu Fan from the quilt to under the bed. She got out of bed generously and was naked. In front of Mu Ling, she didn't look cowardly at all. She went to the wardrobe and began to change her clothes. She said intentionally or unintentionally; "I said, you can't break into my room casually, or let your My daughter has diarrhea. It seems that you really don't have a long memory..."

Mulington's hands trembled with anger, but after all, Zhao Tingting is an experienced person. She is the only experienced person who feeds milk powder to the child. Mu Qian is also an experienced person. However, when she gave birth to Mu Fan, she was completely a hand showcase. She said that she knew how to raise children. I guess Mu Fan's father was good at it. Naturally, his child could not let outsiders intervene. Mu Ling was grabbed by Zhao Tingting, snorted coldly, and turned around angrily and left.

Mu Fan got up from the floor, walked to the wardrobe, and said stupidly, "You don't really feed my daughter expired milk powder, do you?"

Zhao Tingting took out Mu Fan's clothes and threw them to the latter. She looked like a housewife and said, "Do I look like such a cruel person?"

Mu Fan covered his buttocks and nodded.

"Kick him!"

Zhao Tingting hugged her hands, with a proud face, and vomited boldly. Before Mu Fan could react, her calf was kicked.

I didn't see anyone when I looked back. When I looked down, I found that the wooden maniac with his bulging hands pinched his waist was raising his head and his eyes were full of threats.

Zhao Tingting got dressed, reached out and walked out of the door generously.

Mu Fan muttered and cursed again. After spinning on the ground for a long time, he put on his clothes and went out. As a result, as soon as he went out, his eyes flashed by the scene in the yard.

At this time, in the small yard in the backyard, it was covered with dozens of suits and leather shoes.

The moment Mu Fan walked out of the door with his sleeves, dozens of people bent down and nodded at the same time.

"Good morning, President!"