Chapter 1082 Mommy Doesn't Want You Anymore!
"You wish!" Wen Churan laughed and sat down on the bedside, but took a long pillow to separate herself from the little milk can.
No matter what, even if the little milk can is her son, the naughty child must be disciplined, otherwise he will turn the world upside down when he grows up.
She didn't want to get close to the little milk can for the time being. On the one hand, she was still angry, and on the other hand, she wanted to take the opportunity to let the little milk can understand that sometimes, if you do something wrong, you will not be easily forgiven.
Seeing Wen Churan like this, Sheng Shimo didn't come out again, but went to the cabinet to get two more quilts and asked Mu Cheng, "Do you want to sleep separately from me or sleep together?"
"Sleep separately." Mu Cheng answered immediately without any hesitation.
Hearing this answer, Sheng Shimo threw a quilt directly at Mu Cheng, and it seemed that he didn't want to sleep with him either.
So, the two men, one slept on the left side of the bed, and the other slept on the right side of the bed, with Wen Churan and the little milk can in the middle.
The next day, Wen Churan was half asleep and felt like something was pressing on her body, making her almost suffocate.
This feeling was very familiar. She opened her eyes and saw the little milk can lying on her body, squirming like a little bug.
Wen Churan immediately stood up, carried Little Milk Can to the other side of the long pillow, as if she was determined to draw a line between them, and angrily said, "Who allowed you to come over?! Stay in your territory!"
Little Milk Can climbed from the pillow to Wen Churan's side again, and shouted in a baby voice, "Mom..."
As soon as he climbed over, Wen Churan carried him back to his original position and warned him coldly, "Don't come over!"
Little Milk Can curled his lips and cried out in grievance, "Mom... wuwuwu... Mommy doesn't want Little Milk Can anymore..."
After all, he was his son. Seeing Little Milk Can crying, Wen Churan was more or less distressed, but when he thought of what happened last night, Wen Churan's anger came out again, so he hardened his heart and said, "That's right! Because you always get into trouble, Mommy doesn't want you anymore!"
Hearing this, Little Milk Can cried even harder.
Mu Cheng was washing up in the bathroom. When he heard this shrill cry, he rushed out without drying his face.
"What happened?"
Seeing the little milk can sitting on the bed and crying loudly, Wen Churan looked indifferent, he understood what happened, immediately went forward to pick up the little milk can, and kept comforting him.
Wen Churan turned his head left and right, dazed for a few seconds, and asked in confusion, "Are you alone? Where is Sheng Shimo?"
Mu Cheng was also puzzled, "I don't know, he disappeared when I woke up."
Just when he said this, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Sheng Shimo walked in from outside, followed by two men, one woman, and a little boy of four or five years old.
As soon as he came in, before Sheng Shimo spoke, Mu Cheng had already seen through his intentions and said, "Do you want them to divert the reporters for us?"
After hearing this, Wen Churan carefully looked at the two men and one woman who came in. In terms of body shape, they were indeed exactly the same as them, including the little boy. If you don't look at their faces, it's no problem to pretend to be a little milk can.
Sheng Shimo put the bag in his hand on the bedside and said, "Put on the clothes in here and give them the clothes on your body."
Wen Churan took the clothes first and went into the bathroom with the woman to change clothes, and then Sheng Shimo and Mu Cheng came.
When they got to the little milk can, the little milk can opened his arms to Wen Churan and said in a baby voice, "Mom... change clothes..."