Chapter 1502

The other side.

Mu Yichen hangs up the phone and proudly says to you you: "you you, Mommy will go home tomorrow!"

On one side, youyou stared at him with a resentful look, with sharp murderous air in his eyes.

Little Yi Chen is stared at by him to be unable to help to shrink neck, * * * * lips for a while, afraid way: "why to stare at me so?"

"What do you say?"

Youyou holds his arms and stares at him coldly: "I will take good care of my brother.". What do you mean, Mu Yichen

“……”

Mu Yichen blinked innocently, and watched youyou standing in front of him, his face expressionless, holding his fingers and counting: "I washed the clothes, and I made the meals. Every night, I tell you bedtime stories, and I'm also responsible for getting you up. I'm hungry in the middle of the night Mu Yichen, who is taking care of who! "

The more you say it, the angrier you get.

When mummy is not at home, he is both a father and a mother. He wants to live and eat. He wants to take care of Mu Yichen in his hand. As a result, the boy has no conscience. He turns around and asks for a reward from mummy. He promises mummy that he will take good care of his brother.

Who cares for who!!

Mu Yichen looks at him timidly for a moment, and asks for mercy: "you you, brother is wrong, don't be angry!"

"Hum."

Youyou snorted with great dignity and coldness, put the clean clothes basket aside, and sat on the sofa in a huff, holding his arm, obviously not angry.

Mu Yichen flatters and flatters him. As soon as he wants to stretch out his hand and entangle him, youyou raises his hand politely, pats it off and ignores him.

"Hum! Go away. "

Don't you think it's too late to be courteous!

"You you, don't be angry! It's not good to be angry! You look at your face, wrinkled like a little old man. You'd better look when you're not angry! " Mu Yichen coaxes him.

But what was said was nothing more than adding fuel to the fire.

"Like a little old man!"

Youyou meimou stared at him, Ao Jiao said: "you are the little old man!"

"You you, don't be angry. My brother can't speak."

Bless, "..."

I have no words for this stupid brother.

Stupid!

Stupid!

Don't be stupid!

Youyou holds his arm and turns his head to one side. He is very angry.

These days, he is just like a full-time nanny, taking care of this stupid brother. He can't choke.

Eating is not good, dressing is picky, mischievous, smashed several vases, even shamelessly invite for reward with mommy.

Get angry when you think about it.

Mu Yichen carefully looked at him a few times and said tentatively, "you you, don't be angry."

Youyou glanced at him coldly. At this moment, the little milk bag sat on the sofa, legs folded gracefully, hands around arms, haughty, like an elegant queen, difficult to climb.

Mu Yichen tentatively sits beside him, reaches out his hand and carefully kneads it on his shoulder.

"You you are good and obedient. Don't be angry!"

You you have a white eye in your heart.

This fool, is to treat him as a three-year-old kid to coax.

However, moyichen's flattery is still useful.

You you suddenly came a sentence: "light."

"Oh, oh."

Moyichen obediently took the command, and the strength in his hand was reduced. He carefully kneaded it for him, and his mouth was sweet and comforted: "you you have worked hard! My brother pinches your shoulder. "

Youyou snorted proudly and closed his eyes as if enjoying the service of moyichen.