"It doesn't matter, Mommy. In fact, I can't eat four dishes every time I'm at home. It's a waste. In the future, Mommy will cook two dishes for me." Lengyanmo picked up a spoon and ate it. The gills were very cute. He said with a smile, "delicious!"

After hearing this, Shen Qingqing's nose is sour. Her Mo Mo is so obedient and sensible, but she's so clumsy that she can't even cook well. What's the face of being a child's godmother!

"Momo, in the future, Mommy will prepare dinner for you in advance. You don't have to worry. Tell mommy what you want to eat. Your father has given us 100000 yuan for food!" Shen Qingqing deliberately teased him and winked at him.

Mo chuckled and said, "as long as mommy can feed me anything!"

Shen Qingqing smiles at Leng Yanmo's rice bowl and pig spoon. She mixes the dishes and rice well and holds a spoon to Leng Yanmo's mouth. "Come on, open your mouth."

Mo said coldly that he ate the rice in a big mouthful. He chewed the sweet taste out of the rice without putting sugar.

When he was a child, he often envied the children around him for having their mummy to feed them. Although Leng Shaoheng often fed him, the man's technique was always not gentle enough. He would always poke his tender lips, or pass them to his mouth before mixing them well. The last dish he ate was often more than rice, and Leng Yuwen would blame him for adjusting.

Shen Qingqing's action is gentle and careful. Every spoon is sent to his mouth after blowing cold. His eyes are full of endless love. I'm afraid that if he doesn't do well, he will make the little boy sad.

Under her feeding, Leng Yanmo ate half a bowl of rice more than usual. Shen Qingqing thought that she had been cooking for a long time and had starved her child. She vowed that she would feed Leng Yanmo this week even if she got up early every day and was greedy for the dark. She would never let him get hungry!

After eating and drinking enough, Leng Yanmo, accompanied by Shen Qingqing, sits on the sofa to watch the cartoon. He finds that Shen Qingqing's head is drooping unconsciously, his eyes are slightly closed, and he kowtows little by little.

He realized that mommy was sleepy and said, "Mommy, Momo wants to sleep!"

Shen Qingqing rubbed her eyes, "huh? Is Mo Mo sleepy? "

"Well, Momo wants to sleep with Mommy!" Cold words ink initiative request way.

Shen Qingqing, with a soft smile, came to the bathroom to wash up with a sneer, "OK, you don't say Mommy will sleep with you."

Lengyan Mo thinks Shen Qingqing is afraid. He straightens up and says, "Mo Mo is a man. Mo Mo sleeps alone at home!"

"I know that Mo Mo is the bravest, but living with Mommy, Mommy wants to hold Mo Mo, is that ok?" Shen Qingqing's eyes and eyebrows were bent and her smile was very soft.

Of course, Mo would not refuse her. After washing, he put on baby blue whale's pajamas and quickly got into Shen Qingqing's quilt.

Shen Qingqing hugged his little body and turned off the light of the room with a smile.

Leng Yanmo saw that Shen Qingqing soon fell asleep. He also learned Leng Shaoheng's movements to tuck her in the quilt corner, put his arms around her slender waist, and deeply buried her in her arms. His nose was her unique fragrance, which made him feel comfortable and soon fell asleep.

Abramovich saw that the little master no longer held himself to sleep. He jumped out of favor to the cat nest Shen Qingqing had prepared for him, and began to sleep with his little paw on his pillow.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. The warmth of the room melts the cold outside the window.

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