712: Ningning Cried

Ningning Cried

The little kid was crying. Mo Boyuan put him in the chair and started to make the bed sheets.0

When the bed sheets were almost done, the little kid was almost done crying. He would sob from time to time.

He probably understood that no matter how much he cried, it was useless.

The weather on the island was a little cold. Mo Boyuan found a long-sleeved jacket for the little kid from his suitcase. Fortunately, his wife was thoughtful.

After his father put on the jacket, the little kid looked up at Mo Boyuan in a daze.

"You're not crying anymore?"

What was I crying for?!

"Yes." He pursed his lips, feeling wronged.

He reached out and hugged his son,

"Well, it's not bad here. isn't daddy still here?"

His little heart was almost comforted, and he didn't seem to be so resistant anymore.

Two small hands wrapped around his father's neck,

"Dad, Will we all live here after that?"

Mo Boyuan nodded,

"Yes, we'll all live here for this week. Next time we go to another place, we'll choose the best one."

"Okay."

So, rascal, you must have better luck next time. Don't choose room 5, or else your father will not be able to bear it.

"Sit here obediently. I am packing things."

"Okay."

There were actually two cans of milk powder provided by the naming firm on the table, but the water hadn't been boiled yet, so they could only watch.

The little kid couldn't sit on the chair for long. After a while, he slid down and followed beside Mo Boyuan,

"Daddy, are we going to stay here for a week?"

"Yes."

"Can we go home in a week?"

"No, we can't go home until three weeks later."

This show was filmed in three different places.

Three weeks?

The little kid began to twiddle his fingers,

"It feels like a long, long time. Far more than twenty days."

Mo Boyuan smiled,

"How can it be far more than twenty days? Isn't it just twenty-one days?"

The little kid immediately pouted,

"Dad, can you call mom?"

"I don't think it's possible now. Otherwise, you can ask them yourself."

"Ok, I will go ask them now!"

He really missed his mother, so he couldn't wait to call her immediately to hear her voice.

There were so many people watching outside, so Mo Boyuan continued to tidy up the house.

When had the dignified crown prince of the Mo family ever done such a thing?

But now, if he didn't do it, would he let the little kid do it?

In any case, he only realized now that this show wasn't like what it seemed on the surface, that they claimed that it was only bringing the children to play. This show aimed to train the fathers.

The little kid had already arrived at the courtyard at this time and immediately found a familiar follow-up director,

"Uncle, uncle, can I call mom?"

The director had been following this little kid since Yun City, and he liked him very much.

However, principles and rules needed to be followed.

"Not now. It will be ok when we eat dinner and take a rest."

It was now nine o'clock in the evening. They probably had to wait until eleven or twelve o'clock before the rest.

It was mainly because it was the first day here, so it was quite time-consuming and a little delayed.

The fourth group had just arrived, and the last group, the fifth group, had just received news that they were still ten miles away.

The little kid, who had been rejected, was like an eggplant that had been hit by frost. He went back to his room with his little head drooping,

"Dad, that uncle doesn't let me call."

This result was not unexpected.

"Then we'll call again later. Once we're done here, we'll go look for uncle Ye."

"Look for brother Shi Tou. Okay, okay!"

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