Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Watching Uncle Mo’s Growth Record Video Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Watching Uncle Mo’s Growth Record Video Qiao Ruoxin pushed the man’s chest and uttered a light hum, “Do you only like my body or what? Why do you always think about how to sleep with me all day in your head?”
The man’s dark eyes paused slightly before he replied in a deep voice, “Are you angry?”
“Mhm,” she responded without any niceties.
He once again pulled the Little Ghost forcefully into his embrace, holding her soft, boneless body, chin resting on the top of her head, “Behave, brother likes all of you.”
A smile appeared on the corners of Qiao Ruoxin’s mouth.
“Mo Chen brother, I want to see when you were little too! You’ve seen me when I was 12, but I know nothing about your childhood!”
She suddenly looked up into the man’s deep, oceanic eyes.
Mo Chen frowned slightly, “Do you really want to see?”
“Yeah! Uncle Mo and the others must have taken lots of videos documenting your growth, show me.”
For a Crown Prince who was pampered from childhood, such records of growth were indispensable.
…
In the garden.
Qiao Ruoxin took her seat once again in this open-air movie setting, watching the images flicker across the movie screen.
The man sat beside her, draping an arm around her slender waist, fingers stroking back and forth, comfortably and lazily.
The first image captured a newborn baby, pink and tender, lying in a crib sleeping sweetly.
She couldn’t help but laugh, “Is this you when you were just born?”
Mo Chen answered lightly, “Mhm.”
“You look like a little girl… So pink and tender.”
“…”
The screen displayed Mo Tian holding a newborn Mo Chen, a smile of paternal warmth on his face.
“Uncle Mo was so handsome when he was young!” she exclaimed, although Uncle Mo was still imposing and dashing now, he was truly tall and handsome in his youth.
She was focused on watching the screen, but the man beside her was concentrating on the upward curve of her lips.
So lively and vivid, like a ray of light in the darkness.
Suddenly, the screen switched to Mo Chen’s time in kindergarten, and Qiao Ruoxin felt her heart melt.
“Mo Chen brother, you were so adorable when you were little…”
Around three or four years old, wearing his kindergarten uniform, sporting a sulky little face, he was intentionally pushing away a little girl who was close to him.
“Hahaha… Why were you so naughty? What were you thinking about at that time?”
Qiao Ruoxin raised her head to look at the man beside her, only to lock eyes with his dark pupils.
“I forgot.”
Mo Chen suddenly picked her up and settled her in his lap.
In fact, this was how things normally were two years ago when they were together; whenever he saw this Little Ghost, he couldn’t possibly let her sit still.
He would always hold her, kiss her, tease her.
Qiao Ruoxin was engrossed in watching Mo Grandpa’s growth records, too occupied to mind him, allowing him to have his way.
Then, she felt a series of kisses land densely on her collarbone, tickling her.
“Stop it, I’m watching…”
Before she could finish, Mo Chen’s long fingers gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice deep and husky, “Little Ghost, I’m right in front of you, and you still have to watch that video?”
“That’s a side of you I’ve never seen… I’m curious.”
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes were inadvertently drawn back to the movie screen.
Mo Grandpa’s kindergarten graduation ceremony was too cute…
But really, he was already quite temperamental since he was little, that adorably fierce look is to die for.
Next, during primary school, Mo Chen went to study in the United States, and his four good brothers made their appearances on the screen.
The primary school-age Mo Grandpa already had a youthful freshness, and still wore a scowl, looking like he had a bad temper.
In middle school, Mo Grandpa wore a royal blue hoodie, sitting next to a foreign female classmate, apparently discussing something.
In high school, Mo Grandpa officially became the face king of the rich second-generation circle!
Combining the freshness of youth with the overwhelming hormones of a man, his eyes always filled with contempt.