Chapter 237

The little guy went to nanlinmo and looked at his expressionless face. He was afraid and timidly called Godfather.

Nanlinmo tried to squeeze out a smile, took out a bank card from his wallet, handed it to him, and then held the child in his arms. The child's hand was very small, less than half the size of his palm.

"Muqiao, you are so treacherous that you deliberately don't tell us that the children will come, so that we don't have a chance to prepare red envelopes."

Simukio leaned on the sofa with his long legs folded, with a light smile on his face. I think so. What can you do to me? It makes Ji Su's teeth itch.

Ji Su leaned over, "you haven't said yet. Why did Yanyan's child suddenly become your son? The news outside seems crazy. It's all about your son simuccio."

Ximuqiao sniffed lightly and said in a faint voice, "it's better to have a lot of news about me than a lot of news about Miss Xi's unmarried son and unknown father."

Ji Su thought so and understood what simuccio thought, "well, this is really the best way, but in this way, the external public opinion pressure will all be on you and your sister-in-law."

"It won't be on Qiao mu. I won't let her expose for the time being."

Ji Su turned to look at the child in Mo's arms in the South and gently raised his chin. "What's the name of this little thing?"

"Xi Jingqian."

"Er, surnamed Xi, tut Tut, it's because of how much he was hurt by that scum that he died of heart and let the child surnamed Xi."

Facing south, Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the child's little hand. His face was vague.

Ji Su took the orange and peeled it. He also crossed his legs. "Muqiao, you really made money. You earned this big son for nothing. In other words, you inherited the child to you?"

"No, it's her life, but in front of outsiders, the child is mine. What's more, the child's surname is Xi. He was originally a child of my Xi family. What does it matter if he can't continue to me?"

After thinking about it, Ji Su gently raised her eyebrows. "How can this little guy grow? His eyebrows and high nose are so like you, and his eyes are like words. They all inherit your genes. Tut Tut, that's good!"

Ji Su rubbed his hands and suddenly envied him. He never liked children very much and felt very noisy. Not to mention that none of them had children.

But suddenly there was another child in the Xi family. Now he saw Xiao Jingqian, quiet and quiet. He suddenly wanted to have a child to play with.

At the thought that the whereabouts of the falling glass that might give him a child are still unknown, he was a little relieved.

"Da Linzi, have you finished reading it? Give me a hug after reading it. Why is this little guy so good!"

Ji Linsu walked over and didn't wait to answer.

When his arms were empty, nanlinmo's heart also fell empty. Just now, the white and tender hand with a small nest on the back of the hand seems to be still in the palm.

Holding the child, Ji Su was a little excited, "Yo Yo, my Ji Su was smashed. I'll take you to the bar another day."

"If you take him to the bar, do you believe that Yanyan will find you desperately."

Ji Su, who was jogging with her child in the living room, was dissatisfied. "This is also my son's smash. Why can't you take him, Muqiao? As long as you don't say, the girl will never know."

Children prefer excitement. Ji Su runs so fast and slowly. The little guy is amused to giggle. The crisp laughter reverberates in the living room, and the hearts of several big men are soft.

Nanlinmo's eyes fell on the child for a moment. Even he couldn't imagine how soft the bottom of his eyes was at the moment.

"Don't tell anyone about it. Even if your uncles and aunts ask, you should keep the news."

When simuccio said this, his expression was a little serious. The other two knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded one after another.

Nanlinmo was silent for a while, took out his mobile phone and took some photos of the little guy.

Hot pot for lunch.

The ingredients at home are fresh and full of varieties. Aunt Wang's hometown is Chongqing. The soup is especially authentic.

Several men can eat spicy food, but Jing qian can't.

Aunt Wang made a tomato pot for Jing Qian alone. The little guy looked at the table full of meat and vegetables. There were two pots in the middle. He had never seen it before and was a little excited.

Xi Muyan usually pays more attention to the child's diet and rarely lets him eat things that are too oily and spicy. The daily vegetables and meat are heavy.

Simuccio didn't dare to give him more meat for fear that he would be hard to digest.

Ji Su doesn't care about this. He puts the beef rinsed in the spicy pot on the little guy's plate.

"Come on, how can a man not eat spicy food? Your mother is not here. Listen to Godfather."

The little guy who likes eating meat didn't stand the temptation. He blew with his small mouth for a long time. All the thin pieces of meat were stuffed into his mouth and chewed twice. His face turned red.

Spicy is spicy, but it can't stand it. It tastes good. After swallowing it, the little guy picked up the water cup and drank water. His mouth is hot and red, constantly sucking the air conditioner.

Looking at the adults' side full of meat and seafood, and only vegetables on their side, Jingqian children were a little unhappy.

He likes meat!

The dry little eyes kept floating into the hot pot. Ji Su had a big nerve and had to give him meat. He was stopped by nanlinmo.

Nanlin Mo picks out the cooked shrimp, peels the shrimp meat and puts it on the little guy's plate. It's okay to eat more shrimp meat. It's not spicy after peeling the shell.

The little guy grinned at Nanlin Mo when he ate meat.

Somehow, nanlinmo suddenly felt his eyes hot.

Ji Su tilted his mouth and focused on simukio.

"When will your wife come back?"

Simuccio paused halfway through his chopsticks and glanced at him. "I don't know. I'll go to her house tomorrow and have to get her back. Being with you two singles all day will have a bad impact on me."

"Nah, simukio, you are so shameless. With your virtue, no wonder you deserve to have a wife and keep an empty house alone!"

Ji Su grabs the mutton just picked up by Xi Muqiao and gives him a provocative look, which is quite schadenfreude.

"Don't say brother, I didn't remind you. Your mother-in-law is still angry. You'd better avoid it at this time. Don't look for trouble to see your face. It's best that you sneak up with your sister-in-law several times and have children quietly. Your mother-in-law doesn't agree immediately when she sees that her grandchildren have them."

Hearing the speech, Xi Muqiao sneered and said with a smile, "since you are so experienced, why haven't you caught up with Luoli?"

"I..."

Ji Su got stuck and was suddenly dejected. "I can't find her. It's estimated that she's no longer in Jiangcheng."

Nanlinmo didn't participate in the discussion. He wiped the sauce off the corner of his mouth. He asked, "how old is Jing Qian?"

Jing Qian pursed his mouth and put up three white and tender little fingers, "godfather, snow is Jing Qian's birthday!"