C12 Kung Bao Is about to Go to School

Clarie Scott dressed her son and wiped his face with a wet towel.

When the towel wet his black bangs and inadvertently combed his forehead to reveal his plump white forehead, Clarie Scott's gaze froze.

Then she turned and ran into the bathroom and came out with a comb.

She brushed all of her son's wet bangs back, revealing all of his exquisite and beautiful face.

"This is impossible …"

It was too similar!

The big bastard who helped support Alice Scott yesterday also wore such a hairstyle. At this moment, her son looked as if he was carved out of the same mold as that man.

"No …" Clarie Scott held a comb in one hand and a towel in the other. Her eyes were fixed on her son's face. She subconsciously shook her head.

Frank Scott washed his face and became much more clear-headed. He raised his big black eyes and looked at Mommy's absent-minded appearance. He immediately raised his small hand and shook it in front of Mommy's eyes.

"Mommy, you're in a trance again?"

Clarie Scott immediately snapped out of her daze and shivered. She covered up her panic as she smiled and said, "It's nothing. Hurry and go eat breakfast. I'll wake my sister up."

Clarie Scott's heart was filled with uneasiness and boredom, which must have been caused by her own mental stress.

She had nothing to do with that hateful man.

Compared to her brother Frank Scott, Emma Scott was much more delicate. Her small body lay on the bed, not moving at all as she continued to sleep.

"Nene, wake up, it's breakfast, there's milk and bread!"

"Don't …" The little guy muttered in a determined tone.

"And your favorite lollipop …" "Green apple taste …"

"No, no, Mommy is so annoying... I want to sleep! "

Emma Scott was immediately annoyed by the commotion and her small mouth immediately became flat as if she was going to cry at any moment.

Clarie Scott could only sigh helplessly. She took out a small skirt and put it on the little guy who was lying on the bed.

"Baby, let's not sleep anymore, okay? Mommy will take you out to play … " Seeing that time was running out, Clarie Scott picked up her daughter and forcefully carried her out of the bedroom.

Frank Scott was sitting on the dining table, already drinking some milk and eating some porridge. He was full of energy. When he saw his little sister sleeping soundly on his mother's shoulder, he immediately shouted, "Emma Scott, you're such a lazy bum …"

Emma Scott, who was sleeping soundly on her mother's shoulder, immediately kicked her legs in grievance and anger, expressing her protest.

"Frank, speak less." Clarie Scott immediately pretended to be angry and glared at her son, warning him with her gaze.

Frank Scott was afraid that Mommy would glare at him the most. His little mouth twitched a little, then silently ate his breakfast.

"Nene, wake up. Mom will give you some milk, okay?" Clarie Scott patiently coaxed her daughter. This little guy was naturally attached to her. She didn't have the innate sense of independence that her brother had.

But Clarie Scott felt that it was normal for her daughter to stick to him.

Emma Scott was so angry that she had already woken up. She glared at her brother with her big watery eyes. Clarie Scott took the opportunity to place the cup of milk next to her mouth and started drinking as well.

Feeding the children and eating to their heart's content was absolutely every mother's greatest wish.

Under Clarie Scott's coercing and enticing, the two little Meng Bao's belly bulged out.