After Being Approached By His Son's Dad Chapter 12 Part1

“Yes, have you noticed that Gu Jiaming has not changed at all compared to when he first appeared six years ago. Although the current celebrities are very well maintained and people can't tell their age, the information I found shows that Gu Jiaming never goes to a place like a beauty salon. For six years, he hasn't change a bit, which is actually suspicious. I just found out this morning that Mo Zeyang was not born in the hospital. It's a mystery.”

Mo Yunqi groaned for a moment with a cold face, his eyes narrowed slightly, “Not born in a hospital … Where did that Zeyang come from?"

The young man was embarra.s.sed. 

“We have just arrived in Huaguo. Many concealed information have not been investigated properly. You must give me some time."

Mr. Mo was very forgiving. “Then first check where Mo Zeyang was born. I will give you a month.” 

The young man was stunned. His face collapsed in an instant. Only Mo could always say such cruel words in such a gentle tone. In this case, this was simply urging.

If it wasn't for the fact that President Mo did not believe in ghosts and monsters, he would like to say, 'don't check. The two of them might be fairies and you won't be able to find out anything.'

If Gu Jiaming knew what he thought, he might applaud him, 'You are such a smart two-footed beast!'

Of course, the great Film Emperor Gu Jiaming still didn't know that President Mo was cutting away his cute fox skin step by step in order to turn both of them back to family.

What he was thinking now is, 'How can he get words out of Mo Yunqi?'

Was it necessary to knock down Mo Yunqi directly, hold on to his collar fiercely, and forced a confession, 'How did you think of me, you say, you say, you say!'

'Don't believe me, I'll bite you. Do you believe it?'

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It was over nine o'clock when Gu Jiaming returned in the evening. Mo Zeyang had taken a bath and was ready to sleep.

Of course, the bath was washed by Mr. Mo himself. Mr. Mo, who was unfamiliar with this process, encountered Waterloo in the bathroom for the first time. The two men rolled in the water together. Under the son's disgusted eyes, he finally wrapped Mo Zeyang in a blanket and threw it into the bed.

Gu Jiaming couldn't take care of eating. He came back, hug Mo Zeyang, and rolled around on the bed.

'The little belly with little flesh, feels very good!'

'Much softer than Mo's b.u.t.t.'

“Daddy ~~” 

Mo Zeyang wore a blue four-horned chubby. He held Gu Jiaming's neck coquettishly. His voice was sweet and greasy. He almost turned into the original body and rolled in Gu Jiaming's arms.

Gu Jiaming hugged him, kissed his cheeky face, “Did you miss Dad?”

Mo Zeyang gave a sloppy kiss on Gu Jiaming's face, and his voice was crunchy, “Think!”

This undisguised little milky tone made Gu Jiaming soften, and then rubbed the treasured baby son.

Mo Zeyang was giggled by him, “Dad, I want to be um, um.” 

Gu Jiaming warned him that when Mo Yunqi was at home, he could not say original body, the fox, etc., but could only be used "um um" instead.

Gu Jiaming looked at the hopeful look of the baby boy. In fact, he also wanted to roll out into original body, but it was obviously not suitable now. 

"Be patient. When he is away, we close the door and roll from the door all the way to the balcony, and we can make a turn in the living room!”

“But when will he be away?”

“There will be such a day. The opportunity is always reserved for the prepared person.”

President Mo stood with the baby bottle at the door that was not closed. He reminded them warmly, “Remember to avoid the legs of the table when you roll. Watch your head carefully.”

Gu Jiaming, “…”

Fortunately, it was um, um and not the original body. It seemed that he was still very prescient. Gu Jiaming silently gave a compliment to his wit in his heart, stuffed Mo Zeyang into the bed, and let him hurry to sleep.

He still had to talk!

The method had not been thought of yet.

Mo Yunqi closed the bedroom door, turned around, and stared up at Gu Jiaming who had a sad look on his face. 

He asked with concerned, “What's wrong?”

“No, nothing?” 

Gu Jiaming shook his head subconsciously. Holding his face with both hands, he dared not look at Mo Yunqi's eyes. The two were so close together that they could even smell each other. Mo Yunqi had a good smell of men's perfume. Just like that night. This very old man didn't change the perfume brand for several years. That surprised Gu Jiaming, and he was a little overwhelmed. It turned out that human beings still had such compa.s.sionate people, whether they were dealing with feelings or using things.

Mo Yunqi leaned close to him, propped up on the door frame with one hand, and almost wrapped Gu Jiaming in his arms. This made it easier to observe his face, “Is it all right?” 

Unexpectedly, this action directly caused Gu Jiaming to blush. His head shook like a rattle, covering his beating heart and sulking, “It's all right.”

It was a cliché or something. He forgot.

His mind was full of his heartbeat now. It was abnormal. Just like when he first met Mo Yunqi five years ago.

This human must have applied dark magic to him!

Mo Yunqi slightly ticked the corner of his mouth, his head bowed with a smile, and his thin lips touched Gu Jiaming's ear slightly. 

“It's okay. You must tell me if something happens. Don't stand firm.”