Without the presence of Gong wenman, the atmosphere at the scene was restored to harmony.
The delicious dishes were sent to the table. Tang youyou served the rice and soup for the two little guys. When he turned around, he saw Mushi fumbling to feed his little daughter bread slices. The little guy looked like eating or not, and began to play with the chopsticks on the table.
"Orange, don't play with this. Hold it. Put it down!" Mu shiye has become a father, and the role changes very quickly.
He was wearing a gray blue shirt, half in his sleeves, and he was full of rich and noble atmosphere. However, the occasion was not right, and the atmosphere was not right. His dress should appear in all kinds of high-end office buildings. However, now he has completely become a milk father, which is the one for the novice.
"Master mu, give me the orange. I'll give you some soup." As a mother of two children, Tang youyou still sympathizes with Mu's clumsiness at night. After all, no one can be a father.
At first sight, he was always served by other people. Now it's really difficult for him to serve such a small person.
Mu shiye is really grateful to hear her words.
Ji Xiaohan stretches his chopsticks, and is taking her favorite dish for her daughter. He brings up a plate of lobster. Ji Xiaohan does not want to line up the delicate and delicious meat for her daughter, and feeds it to her little mouth.
Tang xiaonai enjoyed the most when her father gave her food. A small face was full of happy smiles.
Next to Tang Xiaopu, he is quietly pickling rice with a little resentment. There is always an illusion that he is not his own.
Dad, this eccentricity is too serious. How can I only feed the stupid nane? Can he eat it.
To be honest, he may be too mature for his son's impression. Therefore, Ji Xiaohan always thinks that his daughter is the one who needs his love and ignores his son to outer space.
"Come on, Xiaorui, have a shrimp!" When Ji Xiaohan finally thought of having a son, the little guy said, "I don't like shrimp!"
Ji Xiao looked at Tang youyou and said plainly, "if he doesn't eat, don't give him any! There is no escape from the strong. "
Tang Xiaorui just wants daddy to coax him. Unexpectedly, Mommy is colder than daddy. After a little politeness, he won't give it to him.
"Don't take it away, I want to eat it!" Tang Xiaozheng looks at daddy to take away the shrimp, and he is in a hurry.
Ji Xiaohan is directly amused by his son's lovely little expression.
Mu shiye was enjoying the delicious food, and he couldn't help laughing and saying: "Yo Yo, can you teach me how to teach children? I think you two children are very sensible and obedient, and very smart. I plan to train my daughter to be like this. It will be a small cotton padded jacket without hesitation in the future. "
Tang youyou is feeding the small orange with soup. When she hears Mu shiye's words, she is slightly shocked.
"Uncle Ye, I'm smart by nature. My mommy doesn't have much credit!" Tang Xiaobi replied loudly, with a complacent look. After finishing, he pointed to Tang xiaonai beside him: "her stupidity is also innate."
As soon as Tang xiaonai heard that her brother scolded her for being stupid, her beautiful little mouth suddenly flattened, and she was very unhappy to kick the chair: "brother is a fool, big fool."
Mu shiye loves to see these two little guys shaking their mouths. He feels like he's several years younger.
Ji Xiaohan stares at his son severely immediately: "don't scold your sister any more. Xiaonai is not stupid. You are too precocious."
When Tang youyou heard that Ji Xiaohan had scolded her son for precocity, he immediately became dissatisfied and stared at him: "who do you scold for precocity? My son's precocity inherits your genes. Maybe you were precocious when you were young. "
Ji xiaoleng, this woman
Mu Shi stayed at night. After that, did he start a very bad topic again?
Ji Xiaohan looks at Mu shiye directly: "intelligence comes from genes. I'm afraid I don't have any experience to teach you."
Mu shiye couldn't help turning a white eye. However, he was quick to defuse tactfully: "in this way, my daughter doesn't need to learn anything at all. When she grows up, she will be very smart and lovely. Who let her inherit my fine genes?"
Hearing the reply from Mu shiye, Tang youyou couldn't help laughing.
Sure enough, men are conceited and unwilling to admit defeat.
"Daddy, I finally met someone who is more narcissistic and cheeky than you." Tang Xiaofan burst out a golden sentence.
Season owl cold can't help but chuckle.
Mu shiye pretends to hold Chao Tang Xiaorui and stares at him. "Believe it or not, little guy, my daughter will definitely be smarter than you in the future."
"I don't believe it. Even if you look at her, I can't eat by myself. When I was her age, I had already eaten by myself and could speak a lot. I could count from one to one hundred." Tang xiaonaoyang is proud of himself.
"No way, children can't cheat!" Mu shiye is surprised to see Tang Xiaorui. He always feels like he is lying.
Tang youyou said with a light smile: "Xiaozhen is a liar. What he said is true. His IQ and EQ were developed very early."
When Tang Xiaorui saw mommy testify to her, she became more proud and complacent.
Mu shiye reaches out his finger and touches his sexy chin. After thinking for two seconds, he looks at Ji Xiaohan seriously: "Xiaohan, let's get engaged..."
"Cough..." Season owl cold is drinking soup, suddenly hear him this sentence, directly frighten to vomit, high cold elegant image is destroyed.
Hurt him so lose his temper, season owl cold eyes angrily stare at him: "when night, can not disgust me?"
Mu shiye is also ashamed of what he just said. Later, he explains in a hurry: "you are mistaken. I mean, I want to order a baby parent for my daughter and your son. I think your son will grow up, and it must be bluer than bluer. Such an excellent successor in the future, of course, can't be cheap for others."
Tang Xiaohui's big, beautiful black eyes were also a little dazed.
Tang youyou looks at Mu's night strangely. He is crazy.
Ji Xiaohan wipes the corners of his mouth with a paper towel and says calmly, "no, I won't make up my mind about my son's marriage."
Mu shiye looks at Tang youyou again: "Youyou, is it up to you to decide? Say something. "
Tang youyou has a look of crying and laughing. Look at the little man in his arms, and then look at the frightened son beside him.
"Young master mu, you are too anxious. I dare not be a castle for what kind of girl my son will like in the future." Tang youyou looks embarrassed.
Tang Xiaobi put his chopsticks on his chest and said, "Uncle Ye, can you have a good meal?"