The villain was carried downstairs by Jiang songxu. He put his hands around his mother\'s neck, cried into a little cat\'s face and secretly laughed.

"Young grandma, young master, are you...?"

The housekeeper was rushed by the servant. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came, he saw the young grandmother holding the young master in one hand and the suitcase in the other.

The little guy in his arms was obedient and didn\'t say a word.

"I\'ll send Ning Ning to the old house for class this afternoon."

Mu Bo frowned and could only nod:

"Does grandma need to send a car?"

Jiang listens to Xu shaking his head:

"No."

Finally, I can get close to my son. Of course, I don\'t intend to let outsiders participate.

When the mother and son left the villa, Mu Bo looked at their backs for a while and sighed one after another:

"Hey..."

The servant was curious:

"Mumbo, what\'s this, grandma?"

Mu Bo\'s face suddenly became serious:

"The master\'s business is not something that people below us can talk about at will. Do their own work well. Other things have nothing to do with us!"

"Yes."

......

Villa road.

"Ning Ning, can you go by yourself? Mom can\'t hold you."

The nearly four-year-old child is nearly one meter tall and weighs more than 30 kilograms. He has to pull the suitcase with one hand and his whole arm is numb.

Although the villain\'s face looks very reluctant, Jiang Tingxu is really tired and his forehead is sweating:

"Well, rather go by yourself. Didn\'t you eat meat? Otherwise, why are you so thin? Rather, there are a lot of meat on her."

His finger touched his son\'s forehead:

"I just don\'t get fat. Moreover, the food in our hospital is good. Just worry about yourself."

Hum!

The villain snorted coldly:

"Rather, there\'s no place to worry about. It\'s you and Dad that break people\'s heart!"

Well, that\'s what grandpa said.

After being rejected by his son, Jiang listened to Xu\'s uncomfortable cough and continued:

"OK, we are not sensible. Let\'s worry about it. Thank you, Ning Ning!"

Suddenly thanked, the little man\'s face flushed:

"Ah, that\'s nothing. Who made you and moboyuan my mother and father?"

Oh, you are so old!

Zichen mountain has a very small chance to meet a taxi. After all, how can people who can live here not have a car?

However, take two more intersections, but there is a bus stop.

The mother and son also walked for nearly 30 minutes before they finally reached the bus stop.

"Tired?"

"Yes."

His forehead was covered with sweat and his T-shirt was almost soaked.

Jiang Tingxu was worried that the child would catch a cold. Put the suitcase flat and open it.

Then find your own T-shirt from the inside:

"Take it off."

Suddenly, a little guy put his hands around his chest:

"No!" the little face was full of resolute opposition.

"Hurry up. You\'ll catch a cold if you don\'t take it off. You shouldn\'t want to take medicine and get an injection?"

Well, that\'s the point.

The little guy hesitated and his eyes were tangled.

Finally, I finally chose between taking off my clothes or taking medicine and injection:

"Jiang Tingxu, don\'t peek!"

Hearing this, Jiang Tingxu almost bit his tongue.

Who wants to peek?

Also, you\'re my own. Why don\'t you see it?

When the little guy took off his clothes, he should be anxious. No, the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made, and the collar was stuck on his head.

Jiang congxu looked very funny. Finally, Sheng Sheng held back and helped save his son\'s little head. After three or two times, he put his T-shirt on the villain, which can be used as a skirt.