Although the two chatted awkwardly, they still felt that they were in the eye of Bai Mohan and Meng Meng.

Especially Mengmeng.

This is not, the father has not had time to respond, small ball son jumped up suddenly, ran toward the father.

"Ah, Mengmeng, you can't go there. There will be fire." Xiaoyou quickly grabbed him.

Xiaotuanzi's face drooped and his big eyes were watery. It seemed that he was going to cry.

"Mengmeng, don't be here. Dad is baking food for us there by himself. What a pity! Mengmeng is going to accompany her father, so she doesn't want to sit here and eat nothing like some people. " Mengmeng wronged Baba's mouth.

Small leisurely a Leng, even Wen Luo all embarrassed get up.

Free food

He didn't think so much about it. He came here on purpose, trying to tease his little fans. How could he think so much.

Now being said by Meng Meng, no matter how cheeky he is, he can't sit still at the moment.

"Mengmeng, how do you speak? How can you be so impolite Xiaoyou is really angry. She knows that Mengmeng doesn't like Wenluo, but the reason why he hates Wenluo is too wonderful.

Anyway, the three of them are having a picnic here and meet Wenluo. Wenluo is the guest. This is not what she usually gives to Mengmeng.

It was the first time that Mengmeng was attacked by her mother when she was so big. As soon as her mouth shriveled and her big eyes blinked, her bright tears fell down like she didn't want money: "mom is bad! Mom is cruel to me, mom, don't be cute and Dad! Dad

Mengmeng's cry is really earth shaking, and the whole Maple mountain has to tremble.

Just now, Xiaoyou was so anxious that she yelled at Mengmeng. Seeing her son like this, she was in such a hurry that she wanted to hold her.

But Mengmeng didn't give her the chance. Her chubby little hand pushed her away, and she cried with a burp: "no Don't hold me

"What's the matter?" Bai Mo Han frowns tightly. He didn't hear what happened just now. Xiao you talks to Meng Meng so loudly for Wen Luo's sake. He also hears it.

Although he knew that she didn't mean it, anyway, she was for Wenluo, and his heart was uncomfortable. It's not a good place for the three of them to camp. It's because Mengmeng was tired that he decided to stop here. But Wenluo also happened to be here, so he didn't believe Xiaoyou. He didn't know that Wenluo was following

on purpose.

Moreover, his and Mengmeng's displeasure to Wenluo is absolutely obvious enough, but she would rather let him and his son be displeased to stay with Wenluo.

To be honest, for a moment, he was a little disappointed with Xiaoyou.

When she saw her father coming, Meng Meng burst into tears and plunged into Bai Mohan's arms.

"Dad Dad... "

Mengmeng is really crying miserably. Her little body nests in her father's arms and trembles. Even a stranger will feel sad when he sees it.

Bai Mohan gently picked up his son, patted him on the back with big hands, and said in a low voice: "don't cry, dad is here."

"I want to go home, Dad. Mengmeng wants to go home."

"Well, dad will take you home."

Xiaoyou stands beside, feeling as sour as if she had been in the water. She never thought that Mengmeng would have such a big reaction. All along, both Bai Mohan and Mengmeng told her that they didn't like Wenluo, but as a little fan, she really lost control when she saw the idol, but she always felt that whether it was Bai Mohan or Mengmeng,

in fact, there might be more banter, so she didn't deliberately avoid Wenluo.

But who thought

Seeing her son crying like this, her voice was dumb, and she didn't want to be herself. She was about to shed tears when she was wronged.

Wenluo is also startled. He doesn't care about baimohan's hostility, but Mengmeng is different. He is just a child.

"Well, how about I'd better go first. Mengmeng doesn't seem to welcome me. " Wenlow touched his nose awkwardly.

Xiao you took a look at him and didn't say anything. At this time, she didn't know what to say.

Wenluo saw her embarrassed and patted her shoulder with a smile: "it's OK. Maybe I don't like children. But I believe that we will meet again when we have a chance in the future. I'll go first, so little fans. Goodbye. "

With that, he turned and walked away.

However, in this small space, even without Wenluo, the atmosphere between the three people is still awkwardly terrible.

Mengmeng's cry slowly stopped, but he still shrank in baimohan's arms. His small face was close to his chest, but he didn't want to see his mother.

"Cold..." Small you red eyes, Wei Qu Ba Ba Ba of looking at white Mo Han.

The son didn't want her, even the husband didn't want her?

Meng Mo said, "he just can't take the time to accept herXiaoyou is more aggrieved.

She can't be fierce to her own son. If she is fierce, she won't be. It doesn't matter that Mo Han is fierce. He doesn't even give her a chance. It's unfair. She is wronged.

A good outing for a family of three was made like this. I don't know whose fault it was.

"Mengmeng, don't be angry with your mother, OK? Mom didn't mean to do it just now. Mom assures you that there will never be another time. " Xiaoyou takes his son's hand and says cheekily.

Mengmeng pulls out her hand, but she doesn't pull it out. Chubby Dudu's body arches into his father's arms again, and his nose sends out a "hum" with a strong nasal sound.

Although still very unhappy appearance, but as long as he spoke, it proved that he forgave her.

Xiaoyou's heart was relieved.

"That cute Do you want to continue the barbecue? Mom, how about baking it for you? Roast the chicken wings that Meng Meng likes Xiao you continued to work hard and asked tentatively.

After a long time, a small milk voice with a nasal voice came out: "OK, then I'll have another one. "

It's also like an old man. It seems that she will be rewarded for eating this one.

Xiaoyou with a smile, should be a: "OK, Bai Jingan children, small this is to give you roast."

Xiaoyou runs away, and Mengmeng sticks a head out of his father's arms. There are still wet drops on his long eyelashes. He looks lovely and pitiful.

"Dad..." He suddenly opened his mouth in a small voice, raised his head, looked at Bai Mo Han, and his mouth moved, like he wanted to talk and stop.

"Well?" Mengmeng dropped her eyes and looked sad: "Mom, will she not want us?"