"Another bowl."

Not waiting for mu Qiqi to ask, the cold man opened his mouth.

Mu Qiqi looked at him with complicated eyes, just like looking at a monster.

How many days have you not eaten?

Or is this noodle really different?

Before he had time to taste it, Muqiqi took up his bowl and went into the kitchen.

When she came out, the little guy next to her began to shout, "Mommy, I want a bowl too."

Mu Qiqi is helpless. She hasn't eaten yet, OK?

Taking the little guy's bowl, she went into the kitchen, thinking that the guy should never eat again, or she would be really hungry.

I've been busy for a long time and haven't eaten a bite, so this thing is more interesting.

Put the small bowl gently in front of the little guy, she secretly looked at the man's bowl, and all the soup was drunk.

Mu Qiqi didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.

According to this posture, can she choose to be a pastry maker after not being a designer? I promise I won't die of hunger.

"Would you like another bowl?" Mu Qiqi asked tentatively.

"Any more?"

This word a, Mu Qiqi shows a touch of expression that can't laugh or cry.

Is this man hungry for several days without eating?

Go to the kitchen to serve a bowl, Muqiqi this just sat in their own position, warm a mouthful of soup, instantly warm heart and stomach.

All the haze of the accident vanished.

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after dinner, the little guy yelled to let Mu Qiqi accompany him to study English video.

Mu Qiqi is also willing to stay with the little guy, and he seems to have nothing to worry about.

Mo yanjue quietly returned to the study, Zhou Hua sent him a message, according to the portrait of a small gangster in the corner street area.

The gangster had already run away after scar man's accident, and now the police are fully searching for the shop.

That is to say, the little gangster is also the man who has money to relieve disasters for others, so there are other people hiding behind him.

Things are getting more and more complicated. Mo yanjue stands in front of the tall French windows and looks down on the courtyard. His dark eyes give out dangerous light.

No matter who it is, this time it must be paid by him!

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in the children's room.

When Mo yanjue quietly pushed the door in.

One big and one small on the bed was already asleep.

They held each other tightly, as if they were growing together.

Mo Yan Jue looked at it quietly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile.

Since the woman came home, he found that his mood was getting better and better, and he always laughed inexplicably.

After a while, he was about to turn around and leave, but he accidentally touched the chair behind him and made a slight noise.

He subconsciously looked back and saw the man in bed. He blinked and looked at him.

Embarrassed, "wake you up?"

She shook her head, gently pulled out the arm under the little guy's neck, and then got out of bed very gently and carefully.

Finally, help the little guy to cover the quilt, gently imprinted a kiss on his forehead, and then reluctantly walked out of the children's room.

Stand in the corridor.

Mu Qi hangs eyes light to stare at the toe tip, the voice is very small: "thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Mo yanjue raised his eyebrows and asked.

Mu Qi Qi was asked by him frown, had to look up at him, dissatisfied way: "your memory is so bad?"

Mo Yan Jue continued to tease him, "it's not that I have a bad memory, but that your words are not clear."

Mu Qi Qi Qi rolled his eyes, turned around and left.

Her wrist was gently grabbed and pulled slightly, and she fell into her warm arms in a circle www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!