See Mo Yan Jue take the trouble to approach the kitchen again, Mu Qiqi in the heart is happy.
She went to her son, gently touched his head, gently said: "eat slowly, not enough for daddy to do it again."
Mo Yan Jue, who was busy working in the kitchen, was in the bottom of his heart when he heard this.
Do you really make him a cook?
The little guy's mouth was full of oil. He looked up at him and said, "well."
Muqiqi smiles and walks to the kitchen.
People always have to go to have a look when they are busy. Even if there is nothing to help, it makes people feel more comfortable.
"Can I help you?" Muqiqi probe into the face of the expression with a little girl's playfulness.
Mo Yan Jue heard the voice and looked back at her. A gentle look appeared on his face immediately, "no, you can go and wait. It will be OK soon."
"Well, if you cook more, your son may want to eat it. It's when he is growing up that he eats more." Mu Qiqi smiles and instructs the way.
Mo Yan Jue's black face, "son, when do you want to talk about me?"
Mu Qiqi said with a smile, "how can you eat your son's vinegar? Is it really a vinegar jar? "
Mo Yan Jue did not speak, and continued to cook slowly, with a sense of pride between every move.
Mu Qiqi laughed and didn't speak. He leaned on the doorframe quietly and looked at him. Even watching him cook was a feast for the eyes.
"Don't be dazed. Go out and wait. There's a lot of smoke here." Looking at her, Mo yanjue is helpless, and her words are full of doting.
"No, I'm here watching you."
Mo yanjue was completely defeated by her, "do you know how old you are, Mo Yuchen is afraid to be more sensible than you."
"How do you say that, the wife who is spoiled by himself will be spoiled on her knees. Who do you blame?" Mu Qiqi said it was reasonable.
"It's my fault to get married?" Mo yanjue put down his chopsticks and walked towards her.
Mu Qiqi immediately turned and ran away. He did not forget to tell him, "hurry up and cook well."
Mo yanjue gently hook lips, eyebrows also fly up.
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after dinner, Mu Qiqi went to accompany his daughter, and the task of educating his son naturally fell on Mo yanjue's shoulders.
When he opened the door of his son's room, the little guy was lying on the bed talking to something. When he heard the news, he immediately hung up and played from the bed.
"Daddy?" Mo Yuchen children all over the alert, looking at his eyes are also full of fear.
It's only in the morning that I heard the black form. Now it's strange to see that he is not guilty.
"Bring the homework and I'll check it."
He wanted to see how it was written.
Hearing that Daddy wanted to check his homework, Mo Yuchen jumped out of bed and went to look for it in a hurry.
"This is Chinese, this is mathematics, this is English..." Mo Yuchen said, while spreading his homework books on his small desk.
Mo yanjue walked past, with a glimmer of unidentified light flashed in his eyebrows and eyes. He didn't believe it, but couldn't find a flaw?
As a result, one after another opened, the writing was neat and clear. No matter it was mathematics or Chinese, there was no fault at all.
Mo yanjue twisted his eyebrows. Is this boy so excellent?
After a glance at the textbook and his son, Mo yanjue turned his tongue from his cheek.
I can't help it. It's because his genes are so strong that his son will be as good as him.
"Here you are. Go to bed early."
Mo Yuchen smart smile, "yes, Daddy!"
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