MTL - The Young Master is a Girl-Chapter 1309 Father and Son Cold War

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  Chapter 1309 Father and Son Cold War

  Little Baozi got bored.

   It feels a bit like Dongfang Yue's reticence.

  It started when Yi Shisan threw her in kindergarten.

  He never spoke a word.

During this time.

  Because he was worried that Baozi was going to school for the first time, Yi Shisan called the teacher a few times to inquire about it.

   Regarding Yi Shisan's question, the teacher told him with certainty that Xiao Baozi was very well behaved today.

  I haven't cried all the time, maybe because of the unfamiliar environment, I don't speak much.

  Hearing the teacher's words, Yi Shisan's worried heart was relieved a little.

  Like Little Baozi, he keeps counting the time when school is over.

   When it was finally time for school to end, Yi Shisan's car stopped early and waited by the entrance of the kindergarten.

  The little bun who had been silent all day, the little bun who had been listless all day, saw Yi Shisan's appearance, his eyes lit up instantly.

   But soon, he lowered his head again.

   No sound was made.

   Just let Yi Shisan hold her.

   "Trouble teacher."

  After taking the bun from the teacher, Yi Shisan thanked the teacher and left.

   Along the way.

  The little bun sitting on the car seemed very quiet.

   He didn't say a word, and he didn't have the enthusiasm to stick to Yi Shisan as usual when he saw Yi Shisan.

   Along the way, Yi Shisan, who kept observing the little bun, also obviously noticed something was wrong, his eyes became a little dark, but he didn't say anything.

  The car slowly drove into Yixinyue.

"steamed stuffed bun"

  Dongfangyue, who was waiting at the door early, when she saw the little bun who came back, she stepped forward and hugged him.

  Looking at Xiao Baozi's appearance, Dongfang Yue knew that he must have been sad all day long.

  Compared to Yi Shisan, Xiao Baozi is not so indifferent to Dongfang Yue.

   Today can be regarded as the first cold war between father and son.

   Eat, take a bath.

   In the past, he, Yi Shisan, did everything with his own hands, but now Xiao Baozi won't let him touch it.

   These things were replaced by Dongfang Yue.

   There are many toys in the bathtub with bath water.

  The little bun who was sitting in the bathtub obediently letting Dongfang Yue take a bath was playing with ducklings at this time.

  Although he was playing with ducklings, it could still be seen that he was not that happy.

   Regarding the appearance of the little bun, Dongfang Yue knew very well why.

   "Steamed bun is still giving birth to mother ~ mother is angry!"

   Dongfang Yue also had a new understanding of Little Baozi's temper today.

  This kid has a very stubborn temper.

  Dongfangyue made a sound, but Xiao Baozi didn't make a sound.

   "You were brought up by your mother~mother, the person who loves you the most in this world belongs to him."

  Patiently reasoning with Xiao Baozi, Dongfangyue knew that Xiao Baozi was much smarter and more sensible than ordinary children of the same age.

"Mother~Mother sent you to kindergarten because she was afraid that you would have no friends. Other children had birthdays, and many friends came to eat cakes, but your birthday was, but none of them came to eat cakes, so Mother~Mother wanted to send you to the kindergarten. You send them to kindergarten to meet new friends, and when it’s your birthday, you can also invite them to our house to play.”

  Dongfangyue also knew why Yi Shisan was so stubborn and wanted to send the little bun to kindergarten.

  Although Xiao Baozi's IQ is much higher than that of ordinary children.

  But they still hope that he has a happy childhood like other children of the same age, a group of very pure and good friends.

  Dongfangyue didn't say any more, because she knew that Little Baozi would understand Yi Shisan's painstaking efforts.

   Sure enough, on the second day, although I still didn't want to go to kindergarten, I didn't cry as much as the first day.

  (end of this chapter)