C115 Xiao Mo's Little Girlfriend

Her exquisite face was especially obvious, and her elegant speech showed that she had a good upbringing.

Old Madam Huo couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "Bai Yi is a pretty good person and has a pretty personality."

Next to her, Huo Yaofang hurriedly tugged on the old lady's shoulder. Asking her to be quiet while An Zhimo was still sitting at the side, how could he praise other women in front of his wife?

But who would have thought that the old lady would open her mouth and say, "Why are you pulling me down?"

Huo Yaofang had no choice but to hold her forehead.

However, Huo Cheng didn't seem to be interested in any of this. He just sat to the side and watched his son play chess in boredom.

When the banquet ended, Huo Cheng walked outside with his wife and children in his arms. Luckily, Bai Yi and his mother weren't pestering him.

The little girl didn't let go of An Xiaomo before she got on the car. In the end, she got on the car, lay down on the bed, and reluctantly said, "Big brother Xiao Mo, you have to find a soft spot to play. My house has a lot of good things, so when the time comes, I'll let big brother play with them …"

An Xiaomo, "..."

Looking at her son's handsome and handsome face and thinking back to how she had been so reluctant to part with him, she felt proud of herself and pinched his ears, "Son, your little soft sister really likes you. When you grow up, do you want her to be your wife?"

An Xiaomo glanced at An Zhimo, but did not say anything. Instead, An Zhimo viewed him as shy.

"No way, you're too embarrassed to tell Mommy about this?" An Zhimo narrowed her eyes slightly, forcefully pulling on his chubby little face. "Didn't you rather enjoy playing with her just now?"

An Xiaomo spoke slowly. "Just now, it was because she was your relative. Otherwise, how could I have ignored her?"

An Zhimo frowned.

Huo Cheng walked over slowly and said, "Wife, you don't have to worry about that. Our Little Mo already has someone he likes."

An Xiaomo glared angrily at Huo Cheng.

"It can't be …" An Zhimo immediately stared at Huo Cheng with a pair of golden eyes, guessing who he was in the kindergarten.

Huo Cheng took a long look at his son, who was extremely resentful, and said, "Alright, I'll let you see him when the time comes."

An Zhimo blinked. "You know him."

Huo Cheng nodded.

An Zhimo looked at her son with hidden bitterness. "An Xiaomo, what's the name of your girlfriend? Does Mommy recognize her?"

An Xiaomo turned her head to the side, not even bothering to pay attention to An Zhimo.

An Zhimo was not happy that Huo Cheng and her son had kept a secret from her.

"Alright, you all actually came to isolate me?"

Huo Cheng rubbed her hair and said, "Alright, let's go home."

The three of them went to say their goodbyes to Grandma Huo. The old lady said worriedly, "Don't go back. Tell Aunt Wang to make more food for us."

However, Huo Chengming directly said, "I can cook for them."

Old Mrs. Huo was very surprised. "You know how to cook? What can you do? Little Mo is still young, so he needs nutrition. You can't just give everything to kids to eat. "

Hearing this, Huo Cheng's face darkened.

"Alright, you guys can eat here. If you don't want to, I'll go cook for you guys. When that happens, Mother Yang will come and live with you guys when she returns from her hometown."

Both Huo Cheng and An Zhimo didn't say anything. An Zhimo stole a glance at the slightly depressed man before finally opening her mouth, "Grandmother, it's alright." Actually, when Ah Shen cooks dinner … "It's pretty delicious …"

Old Madam Huo couldn't help sighing, "Hai, didn't you know who was the one who said that you were far from being a gentleman? They probably didn't know much about vegetables, so what could they do? If you guys want to go back, then go back. If you can't do it well, then don't try to be brave. "Wait for Mother Yang to come back, then we'll send people over."

An Zhimo nodded obediently.

The old lady stroked An Xiaomo's cheek sadly. "Don't make my eldest grandson thin and hungry."

An Zhimo stood at the side with a face full of black lines.

As Huo Cheng drove back, he didn't look too good. An Zhimo hurriedly coaxed him, "Since Grandmother doesn't trust you so much, you have to try your best to show off your talent in front of your son."

The family of three got off the car in front of the supermarket. It was around 7 PM, and there weren't many people left in the supermarket. As the three of them walked to the vegetable area, An Zhimo picked her ingredients with great interest.

As she did not know how to cook, she did not know much about vegetables. As for the fighting spirit that Huo Cheng had initially been full of pride in his performance, it was still shattered by reality in front of her.

The couple could only follow behind An Xiaomo. The two adults felt guilty as they watched him skillfully find ingredients.

An Xiaomo, on the other hand, was rather nonchalant, even disdainful. "These kindergartens have all been taught."

An Zhimo winked at Huo Cheng, who was beside her, "Chef, you didn't tell Grandma that just now. You didn't know as many dishes as your son did."

Huo Cheng let out a cold snort and brought his son out of the supermarket with him.

Finally, Huo Cheng spent more than two hours in the kitchen, cooking dinner before An Xiaomo went to bed.

An Xiaomo placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table sensibly as Huo Cheng finished scooping up the rice. He shouted, "Wife, come and eat!"

An Zhimo could not help but sigh. Although her abilities were nothing to be proud of, she did have quite a bit of confidence in herself.

When An Xiaomo saw An Zhimo, she hurriedly added, "Mommy, the food Daddy made today will definitely be delicious."

Seeing her son in such a state, An Zhimo also hurriedly smiled. "Really? Then Mommy will have to try it. "

However, with An Xiaomo's recommendation, she still believed her son's words.

Huo Cheng watched her pick up a piece of Red Braised Meat with his chopsticks and asked anxiously, "How is it?"

An Zhimo sighed with emotion as she ate. It seemed like it was not bad for smart people to do anything.

Once or twice you can master the art of cooking.

"Not bad, right?" Huo Cheng smiled and hurriedly recommended the other dishes to him, "Quickly, try this!"

An Zhi Mo picked up the potato shreds beside her and put them into her mouth.

Huo Cheng stared at her expression. "Is it delicious?"

"Yes." An Zhimo slowly nodded her head.

Huo Cheng let out a sigh of relief and then slowly sat down, "Look, I can cook at home, I don't need any Yang Ma at all."

An Zhimo quickly chimed in. "No need, no need …"

If Huo Cheng was at this level, then they really wouldn't need to use it.

"Although your cooking is very delicious, mother Yang still has to come." An Zhimo glanced at the well-behaved An Xiaomo, "Although Little Mo is very lonely." "In the end, she's still a child. There's no way she can do it without the care of an adult."

Huo Cheng quietly said, "Since that's the case, you can go and work at the Huo family." Normally, we would still be able to work together and you would also have the time to take care of Little Mo. "

However, deep in Huo Cheng's heart, he had already begun fantasizing that if An Zhimo became his assistant, he would be able to work in the office with his wife every day.

Unaware of Huo Cheng's deep thoughts, An Zhimo frowned slightly and said, "Forget it. If I still went back to work, someone would talk behind my back."

"They dare? If I find out, I'll fire him. " Huo Cheng frowned deeply.

"Alright, are you going to open up all the beauties in the company?"

The company owned by the Huo family has fashion, makeup, jewelry and other companies, so there are a lot of female staff in the headquarters. And most of them were young and beautiful women.

Three women playing a game, a few hundred of them, was a nuclear war.