Mo Nanjue squinted his eyes, wanting to continue reaching out with his stopped hand, but Mo Yaochenn suddenly let go, lowered his head, and bit the back of Nanjue's hand, "Bad guy!"
Maybe he was really scared; he bit down hard, and only when Mo Nanjue clenched his fingers did he realize his little finger was already bleeding.
Who did this kid inherit from, liking to bite people?!
"Chennchenn!"
Tong Ran frowned upon seeing this; she reached out to pull her son up, her clear brows completely cold, "What are you doing?!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yaochenn shrank his shoulders, with blood still on his lips, yet he stubbornly raised his head, "He is a bad guy! Daddy is not here; he's lying! I hate him!"
"Mo Yaochenn!" Tong Ran grabbed his small hand and slapped the back of it twice, "Did you forget what Mom taught you? Why are you biting people? You forgot everything, didn't you?!"
