Abduction Of the Female Teacher's Best Friend - MTL (101-210)

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City B has always maintained the custom of giving children a full moon wine.

Mu Fu Mu Mu discussed with Mo Ze Bei Mu Hanxi and planned to set the date on December 16, which happened to be Sunday, so everyone was free.

In the afternoon of the previous day, Meng Yuanhao, Qu Junzhi, and Zhou Ruoxin came to Mu's house, carrying fruits and flower baskets.

Mo Zebei led the three of them to say hello to Mu Fu Mu Mu and then went to the second floor together.

"Wow, it's so cute." Meng Yuanhao bent down, leaned close, and stared at the milk dumpling with a grin.

Mu Wanqiu's face is white and tender, her eyelashes are thick and slender, her nose is small and delicate, and her mouth is slightly pouted, making her beautiful and soft.

Meng Yuanhao rubbed his trousers with his palm, and stammered nervously: "I... can I, can I give her a hug?"

"Yes." Mu Hanxi curled her lips and smiled and showed Meng Yuanhao the correct hug posture.

Meng Yuanhao took Mu Wanqiu carefully and swallowed a dozen times after holding it for less than a minute, his face flushed with excitement.

Both Qu Junzhi and Zhou Ruoxin couldn't help but laugh at him.

Meng Yuanhao is not too experienced and dare not hold it for too long. He gently put down Mu Wanqiu, his eyes are soft, and his words are clear: "I will get married after the beginning of spring, so that by this time next year I may also have my own child. Baby." His voice was not loud, but he was serious.

Mu Hanxi nodded, and said that he would go to have a wedding wine at that time.

Meng Yuanhao smiled shyly.

In the evening, Mo Zebei left a few of them to eat at home and wash their hands. Qu Junzhi whispered to Mo Zebei: "Your daughter is so handsome now, she must be a beautiful woman when she grows up."

Mo Zebei raised his eyebrows, his expression somewhat triumphant: "Of course, the baby we gave birth must be the most beautiful."

When Qu Junzhi saw Mo Zebei's side, he couldn't help laughing.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Professor Mu and Mufu refused to leave. The two sat on either side of the crib, staring at Mu Wanqiu with a smile, their eyes petting.

Mo Zebei just came out of the shower and was wiping his hair.

"Dad, mom." Mo Zebei approached.

Mu Fu Mu Mu looked at her after hearing the sound.

Mo Zebei was a little embarrassed, she coughed twice: "Do you think Qiu'er looks like me, or is she like my sister?"

Mu Hanxi, who was moisturizing the dressing table, also turned her head and looked over.

"Um..." Professor Mu made a careful comparison and analysis, "Qiu'er's eyebrows and chin are like you, eyes, mouth, nose, etc. follow Xiao Xi."

"I think Qiu'er also has traits inherited from generation to generation," Mu Fu pointed at Mu Wanqiu's small face, "Can't you see my shadow from her appearance?"

Professor Mu followed the old child's words: "Somewhat like you, too."

Mufu blossomed with joy in an instant, and when he went downstairs, his steps were much lighter.

At half past ten, the two lay in bed and chatted.

"After adding new members to the family, my parents always laughed a lot. I can feel that their mentality suddenly became several years younger."