"That's right. Mommy is so beautiful, her figure is good, and her cooking skills are top-notch. Where can I find such a good wife?" This little guy was as big as a ghost. In front of his father, he carefully counted all of Mu Qi's advantages.

Mo Yan frowned, "What benefits did she give you?"

The little guy raised his proud chin and said unhappily, "I won't allow you to insult our pure relationship. Mummy is the person who treats Little Star the best in this world, she won't change because of any benefits."

Mo Yan was speechless. There was no way he could continue like this.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the little guy glared at him unhappily. "Daddy, honestly tell me, do you want to marry that Auntie Xue'er and have her be my stepmother?"

Confused by the question, Mo Yan replied casually, "No!"

To be honest, he didn't think of it that way.

Earlier, he and Mu Xue'er had always felt that there was something between them that they couldn't get close to.

"Really?" The little guy's face was full of doubt, and he would be skeptical of his words.

"Of course it's true. Don't you like it? Do you want me to marry you and have a fight when I get home?" Mo Yan said irritably as he got off the bed, "It's time to take a bath and sleep."

The little guy curled his lips, "I'll believe you for now. If Daddy doesn't keep his word, I promise I'll leave with Mommy!"

Mo Yan's face was extremely gloomy, "Should I still wash?"

"I'll get Mommy to wash it for me!"

"No way!" These words came out of Mo Yan Jue's mouth without a second thought.

He did not know why he reacted so dramatically.

"Why?" The little guy was shocked by his growl and glared at him with its black eyes.

"No reason." With that, he carried the little fellow who was sitting on the bed in his arms and stormed into the bathroom.

….

"Darling, shouldn't you take a shower and sleep?" Mu Qiqi coaxed him warmly as she pushed open the door to the children's room.

His jet-black hair was still dripping with water, and his handsome face had just been evaporated by the warm air.

The frightened Mu Qiqi immediately turned around, stammering for a long time before she finally managed to utter a complete sentence. "You … you, you, properly put on your clothes."

When Mo Yan saw the two patches of red on her cheeks, the corner of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

This woman was actually shy?

With a cold snort, he stomped on the floor forcefully and headed to the cloakroom.

When Mu Qiqi heard the sound of his footsteps as he walked into the distance, she finally let out a sigh of relief, and patted her burning hot cheeks.

"Mommy, I've already showered with Daddy."

Mu Qiqi turned her head around and saw the little guy sitting on the bed was wrapped in a green bath towel, revealing only his wet little head as he looked at her with a smile.

Mu Qiqi couldn't help but laugh. That embarrassing scene from before was also broken. "Come here and blow on your hair, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

The little guy obediently moved towards the bed, looking like a silkworm.

Mu Qiqi was seriously blowing Little Star's hair. When she saw a man in white house clothes come out from inside, her heart involuntarily skipped a beat.

She subconsciously avoided his gaze and pretended that he didn't exist, but her heart was still in turmoil.

Rubbing her short hair that had almost been blown dry, she turned off the hairdryer and said lovingly to the little guy, "Quickly lie down, don't catch a cold."

The little guy obediently laid down on the bed and smiled as he said, "Daddy's hair hasn't been dried yet, can Mommy help daddy to blow on it too?"