"Mom, you don't know, he's very mischievous. Don't be fooled by his cute and charming appearance."
"Alright, I'm too old to care about you anymore, I'm leaving," Gu Wanting said and left.
"Mo Yuchu, come upstairs with me!"
After Gu Wanting left, Mo Jingchen glanced at Mo Yuchu, who was about to slip away beside him, his eyes stern and his voice cold.
"Dad, Xingxing knows."
Checking homework is not a difficult task for Mo Yuchu.
But his father always asks such tricky questions!
Even Mo Yuchu, whose IQ surpasses that of children his age, feels a bit apprehensive.
Seeing Mo Yuchu acting like a well-behaved elementary school student, following behind Mo Jingchen, and resignedly lowering her head.
An Yiruo couldn't help but laugh while watching.
In the study, Mo Jingchen sat in his leather chair, while Mo Yuchu stood in front of the desk, waiting to be assessed.
An hour later, little Mo Yuchu walked out of Mo Jingchen's study with his head down, looking like the whole world owed him money.
Upon exiting and seeing An Yiruo at the stairwell, he said dejectedly, "Mom."
He then went back to his room.
Looking at Mo Yuchu's appearance, she knew that this brat must have suffered a setback with his father.
As she passed Mo Yuchu, An Yiru suppressed a smile and went straight into Mo Jingchen's study.
"Tell me, how did you just abuse this kid?"
"I've eaten more salt than he's eaten rice. I still have ways to deal with him."
Mo Jingchen took off his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a gentle expression in his eyes, completely different from how he had treated little Mo Yuchu just now.
“You!” An Yiruo sighed softly.
"Old ginger is spicier; he'll understand that sooner or later."
"When it comes to being cunning, you're the best!" An Yiruo silently gave Mo Jingchen a thumbs up.
"My wife is too kind."
Unlike the cheerful atmosphere in the study, in Mo Yuchu's room, Mo Yuchu, looking defiant, sat at her small desk and began to read.
He studied hard and refused to believe that he wouldn't be able to answer his father's questions next time!
After some time, little Mo Yuchu fell asleep on the table.
When An Yiruo came out of the study, she knocked on Mo Yuchu's bedroom door. There was no response.
Worried that something might have happened to him, An Yiruo pressed the doorknob and opened the door to find this scene.
The little one was fast asleep, lying on the table.
With her small head nestled among a pile of books, her tenacious and indomitable character is quite like Mo Jingchen's.
"Xingxing, are you asleep?" Mo Jingchen, who was leaning against the headboard in the bedroom, asked as An Yiruo entered.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep."
An Yiruo walked to the dressing table, sat down, and began to take care of her skin.
After finishing tidying up, An Yiruo gently patted the serum that hadn't been fully absorbed from her face, slowly walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and sat down.
When I arrived, Xingxing was asleep on the desk, her head resting on a book.
"This kid has some ambition."
"It's all because you're too cunning, forcing him to doubt himself."
“Men need some pressure to grow,” Mo Jingchen said, leaning back with his pajamas collar slightly open, flipping through a financial magazine on his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Hmph. What time are you going to sleep? I'm going to get my beauty sleep."
"Wife, are you sleepy?" Mo Jingchen put down the magazine in his hand, took off his glasses, and moved closer to An Yiruo.
"Hmm, I need to get my beauty sleep. I feel like I'm getting a bit old lately."
"Wife...I don't want to sleep..."
After Mo Jingchen finished speaking, he gently bit An Yiruo's ear from behind.
The warm, hot touch made An Yiru feel an electric shock-like itch all over her body.
"Stop fooling around."
"Wife, don't you... want to?"
As Mo Jingchen drew closer, the temperature around An Yiruo instantly rose several degrees, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Before An Yiruo could answer, Mo Jingchen gently turned An Yiruo's body around so that she could look into his eyes.
Then, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
After years of marriage, and with Mo Jingchen's excellent kissing skills, An Yiruo instantly succumbed. The room was now filled only with the ambiguous atmosphere of muddy intimacy and the woman's continuous moans…
The man was satisfied, and the woman was slightly tired... so she quickly fell asleep.
On the other hand, Zhang Yuanyuan and Lu Ze, as new parents, have gone from being completely overwhelmed at the beginning to being very organized now.
Lu Xiyuan is now two years old, which is the perfect time for her to be mischievous and playful.
This often gave Zhang Yuanyuan a huge headache!
At this moment, little Lu Xiyuan was about to destroy the clothes that Zhang Yuanyuan had just folded.
Lu Xiyuan stretched out her chubby little hand and gently pulled, causing all the clothes to fall to the ground.
After the clothes fell to the ground, she stood aside, covered her mouth with her little hand, and laughed heartily.
When Zhang Yuanyuan heard that devilish laughter, her heart sank, and she thought, "It's all over!"
Turning around and seeing the clothes scattered all over the floor, Zhang Yuanyuan's anger flared up immediately, and she shouted loudly, "Lu! Xi! Yuan!"
"Wife, wife, don't be angry. Don't be angry."
Hearing Zhang Yuanyuan's shouts from downstairs, Lu Ze realized that his daughter... must have gotten into trouble again.
I put down my work and immediately ran upstairs.
She ran over without even glancing at Lu Xiyuan standing in front of the wardrobe, and went straight to Zhang Yuanyuan.
"Look what your good daughter has done!" Zhang Yuanyuan said angrily, pointing her finger at Lu Xiyuan's small face, her fingers trembling slightly.
Looking at the clothes scattered all over the floor and his daughter standing there laughing, Lu Ze felt a bit of a headache!
"Lu Xiyuan, how can you not cherish your mother's hard work?"
"Hehehe~", little Lu Xiyuan made a face and then ran downstairs.
"It's all your fault for spoiling him! You'll have to clean up the mess later!" Zhang Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed and rolled her eyes at Lu Ze.
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Honey, don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Lu Ze sat down as well, gently coaxing her while patting her back to help her catch her breath.
Ever since giving birth to Lu Xiyuan, Zhang Yuanyuan's emotions have been easily affected. She can easily have an emotional outburst over the smallest things.
Lu Ze understood, and he would always do the same thing, gently coaxing her until her emotions returned to normal.
"It's all your fault! You said you'd raise sons frugally and daughters lavishly, that girls should grow up showered with love and affection!"
Now you see, Lu Xiyuan is a mischievous and troublesome devil.
"She can't possibly be a princess showered with love and affection," Zhang Yuanyuan said helplessly, thinking of her daughter.
"Alright, alright, I'll talk to her later. Honey, don't be angry, take care of yourself! Calm down, calm down!"
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