Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Primary school students loved to write about their father, mother, and family. Mu Yuan did not like to write about his mother when he was in school because the teacher required the essay to be filled with emotion and to be interesting.

He felt that writing about his mother was to express his love for her, so it was better to write about general mu. It had to be very interesting and full of emotion. It was one thing to write it out, but it was another to be seen.

Jack didn't force her. He didn't read the essay, but when he flipped through the bookshelf, he found a love letter.

It was a love letter from mu Yuan to the girl he had a crush on.

Mu Yuan,"...F * ck!!!"

"I can't look!"

"This is a misunderstanding!"

"You're wrong. There's nothing here. It's not a love letter. I don't have it!"

"You can't go through my bookshelf!"

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Jack had not even said a word when mu Yuan snatched the love letter and hid it behind his back. Then, he silently recalled how many love letters he had written in junior high.

This was the only letter that had been returned.

It was written by him when he was in his first year of junior high school. The little senior was 1.68 meters tall and had a graceful figure. Even the 12-year-old mu Yuan was not 1.68 meters tall. He was just a little bean. The senior touched his head and gently said,"come and chase me when you grow up."

Mu Yuan still remembered that he had returned home crying and telling his mother that he had sent a love letter today but was rejected by his Senior Sister. Then, he had eaten three bowls of rice in sadness to commemorate his breakup. The young general mu had a toothache watching from the side.

Other than the love letters that mu Yuan wrote, he had also received many love letters.

Jack looked at the thick stack of love letters in pink envelopes with interest and said jokingly,"Xiao Yuan was very popular when she was in school."

"Nonsense, I'm more popular now!" Mu Yuan coldly snorted.

He had received more love letters than he had given out, which made him feel very balanced.

There were all sorts of love letters.

Jack was still curious about the love letter that mu Yuan wrote."Can I have a look?"

"We can 't!" Mu Yuan rejected. What was there to see about a love letter written by a twelve-year-old little kid?

"Just a glance, I'll secretly look!" Jack laughed and said,"be good, Xiao Yuan. I definitely won't tell anyone!"

"I'm going to burn this love letter. "

The sense of shame was too strong!

"Don 't!" Jack really did not feel jealous at all. He was a mature man. How could he be calculative about such things with the 12-year-old mu Yuan? moreover, mu Yuan's personality was already likable, and he was also a little flirtatious. If he had not met him so early on, he would probably have had many girlfriends.

"Those are the memories of my youth. It's such a pity to burn them." A love letter was a memory of his youth. It was a memento. It would be a pity to throw it away, and even more so to burn it. That was why mother mu had kept all of his belongings for him.

Mu Yuan handed the love letter to Jack unwillingly."We've already agreed on this. You're not allowed to laugh."

"Alright, I won't laugh!" Jack took the love letter. Mu Yuan felt that his sense of shame was too strong, so he did not read it with him. He went to the other bookshelf and secretly destroyed his dark history.

,m What was going on with the first time he wished for old mu to return home early?

Mu Yuan was also very girly and used pink letter paper to write his love letter. The first sentence was very standard.

Hello, Senior Sister, my name is mu Yuan.

After that, he started to brag about himself. He used a total of 300 words to express his rainbow-like flattery of his Senior Sister, praising her like she was a fairy descending from heaven. Those sentences were obviously copied from somewhere, and there were even typos.

Jack was left speechless.

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