Chapter 991

Dongfang Jue didn't notice the abnormality.

Dinner time, back to the previous state, rice son Yue around the East Jue turn, as if there is no eye East ink this son.

Seeing Dongfang Jue's eyes glancing at Dongfang Mo from time to time, she pretended to give Dongfang Mo a few chopsticks, which are spicy and not suitable for children, and Dongfang Mo doesn't like to eat.

Dongfang Mo didn't say anything, just put her clip out on the plate, didn't move.

Dongfang Jue frowned.

Mi ziyue saw he was not happy, she immediately said: "Mo'er, you are too picky, why don't I give you the clip to eat?"

"It's too spicy. I don't like it." Oriental ink said.

"Children should not be picky about food. They should eat it." Mi ziyue ordered.

Dongfang Jue stares at Mi ziyue.

Isn't she good at taking care of children? For more than ten days, she has found out Mo'er's eating habits. How can she force him to eat food he doesn't like?

Dongfang Mo looks at Dongfang Jue.

Dongfang Jue said, "if you don't like it, you don't have to eat it."

Mi ziyue immediately echoed: "well, listen to your father."

Dongfang Mo didn't speak. He took two mouthfuls of rice, put down his chopsticks and said, "Daddy, I've eaten well."

Dongfang Jue nodded.

He slipped out of the dining room.

Dongfang Jue looked at his little figure and twisted her brows.

Mi ziyue doesn't care if Dongfang Mo says hello to her. The light bulb is gone. She's too happy.

"Ah Jue, your favorite." She brought food to Dongfang Jue.

After dinner, Dongfang Jue receives a call from Cheng Ziming.

"Ah Jue, after thinking about it for a day, I still think it's necessary to talk to you." Cheng Ziming's voice was heavy.

"Zi Ming, Xiao Yue's personality is not very good. You should bear more." Dongfang Jue whispered.

Cheng Ziming had no choice but to smile: "you are really poisoned by her. I'm nothing, big man. She gives me a few words. I don't care. But today she pinched Mo'er, and her little arm was blue, which made my heart ache. "

Dongfang Jue's hand was tight, and her eyes sank.

No wonder, in the past, Mo'er came back from school to pounce on "Mi ziyue", but today he is very alienated.

The rice son Yue unexpectedly can start to Mo son!

Dongfang Jue's eyebrows frowned tightly.

Cheng Ziming said: "ah Jue, don't only care about your woman, but also care about your son. Otherwise, you can take care of me. I'll love him more than you. Or, if you let your mother take care of you, you won't disturb the world of you and MI ziyue."

"Moore is very important to me." Dongfang Jue just said this.

He loves Oriental ink very much. He is his own son. How can he not care? He just wants him to be independent and self-improvement, and form a habit when he was young.

On the surface, he doesn't control him very much. In fact, he knows everything he does at school and what friends he has made.

After listening to Dongfang Jue's words, Cheng Ziming was relieved. They chatted for a while and hung up.

Dongfang Jue looks at the closed bathroom door. There is a clatter of water in it. Mi ziyue is taking a bath.

He turned away from the bedroom, went downstairs and went to the kitchen himself.

Seeing him coming in person, the chef was shocked and stuttered.

"Jue Lord Jue You What can I do for you? "

"Cook a small bowl of noodles with shredded chicken." East Jue road.

"Good, good." The chef nodded busily, "master Jue You You wait outside, and you'll be well soon. "

Dongfang Jue turned and went to the dining room. The sound of ping-pong came to mind in the kitchen.

But Dongfang Jue was lost in thought.

After thinking of everything, MI ziyue's personality has completely changed. He is the only one in his eyes.

When she didn't remember anything, Dongfang Jue hoped that she could remember it. Now, he felt that when she didn't know anything, she was more lovely.

So gentle, smile and Mo Er, warm, he likes her like that.

After a while, the noodles were cooked. Dongfang Jue took them upstairs and went to Dongfang Mo's room.

Knock on the door, revealing the East ink that childish and with a surprised face.

Dongfang Jue went in with noodles, put them on the table and said, "Mo'er, you didn't eat much just now. Come and eat the noodles."

He's a child. He's growing up. He can't be hungry.

Dongfang Mo smiles and his eyes turn into crescent moon: "thank you, daddy."

He sat down obediently and began to eat noodles: "it smells good."

Dongfang Jue looked at him quietly. He didn't speak until he finished eating.

"Come here."

Dongfang Mo went over.

Without saying a word, Dongfang Jue pulled his arm and raised his sleeve. His left arm was bright and white.

Dongfang Jue wants to grab his right arm, but Dongfang Mo hides his arm behind him."Daddy, I'm full and it's late. I'm going to bed. Good night, daddy."

"Stick it out." Dongfang Jue stares at him, his eyes are dignified and can't refuse.

Oriental ink had to obediently stretch out the arm, hanging a small head.

Dongfang Jue saw the dark green on his white arm. He had put on the medicine, which was not so obvious in the morning, but there were still traces.

Dongfang Jue frowned: "your mommy pinched it?"

Dongfang Mo didn't answer and asked, "Uncle Cheng told you that?"

Dongfang Jue nodded: "well."

After taking a bath, MI ziyue can't find Dongfang Jue everywhere. After passing Dongfang Mo's children's room, she just hears the conversation between the two. She leans against the wall with her eyes shining and evil.

"Well, you chengziming, dare to sue me."

She stood for a few seconds and turned back to her bedroom.

In the children's room, Oriental ink lowers its eyes, and its long eyelashes leave a beautiful silhouette under the eyelids.

"Daddy, that person, she's not Mommy." He whispered.

"What did you say?" Dongfang Jue looks at him unexpectedly, thinking that he has a auditory hallucination.

Dongfang Mo raised his eyes, looked directly into his deep eyes, and said, "Mommy won't pinch me. Mommy knows what I like to eat and that children can't eat such spicy food She's not

Dongfangjue's eyes are slightly deep.

Silence for a few seconds, he patted the small head of Oriental ink: "don't think about it, your mom should have been scared last night..."

But this reason could not convince Dongfang Jue himself.

When Mizi Yue peeled the tiger's skin, her hands were full of blood and fishy smell, but her hands didn't stop.

There's no fear reaction.

"Oh." Dongfang Mo didn't expect Dongfang Jue's reaction. He laughed, "good night, daddy."

Dongfang Jue stood up and went back to her bedroom.

Mi ziyue is wearing a dark purple suspender skirt, leaning on the bed, with obvious body curve. The skirt only covers his hips, and his long legs are slightly curved. He is very attractive in the light.

Dongfang Jue felt that her breath was heavy.

As soon as he closed the door, MI ziyue jumped out of bed barefoot, ran to him in three or two steps, jumped up and wrapped his legs around his waist.

"Ah Jue, I've been gone for several years. Do you miss me?" Her eyes were silky.

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