"Huh?!" Mo Chen looked at suspiciously.

An Ruchu swallowed her saliva, her fingers clutching the skirt tightly, and she had already begun to break out in a cold sweat.

What should I do? Do you really want to let Momo in? Momo is simply a miniature version of Mo Chen, as long as he sees it, he can see what is going on at a glance!

However, if Momo didn't come in, Mo Chen would definitely be suspicious!

Damn! Mo Chen came at an inopportune time!

An Ruchu was angry and anxious, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Hey, President Mo, good evening!" At this moment, Mina walked in with a smile and greeted Mo Chen casually.

Behind her, followed closely by a small figure, bowed and silent.

An Ru's heart is all pinched, God bless! Just keep your head down like this, and go back to the room safe and sound! Don't let Mo Chen see it!

However, God just played a joke on her.

From the moment Mina came in, Mo Chen had already stared sharply at the little child who came over with his head down, and his face was deep.

He suddenly hooked his lips and smiled slowly, "This kid ......"

"This kid is what I told you last time, friend's child!" An Ruchu hurriedly interrupted him, and after speaking, he looked at Mo Mo with some guilt, and found that the little figure stiffened and his head hung lower.

She felt sour in her heart, I'm sorry, Momo, Mommy was also forced to do this, if it weren't for the fear of Mo Chen's suspicion, she would have said that he was someone else's child!

"Oh?" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, with scrutiny in his eyes, "Raise your head and let me see." ”

He has not forgotten that it was this little kid who said that he was a strange man who abducted and sold children! He also said that he was an old man who was deaf! That attitude was simply dragged to the sky!

Today, he was caught by him, hmph! He wants to see where a little kid can be dragged to!

An Ruchu is about to jump to his throat, oh no!

Mina was calm, she touched Momo's head, and her smile was full of maternal brilliance, "Come, raise your head and let my uncle see." ”

Don't! Please!

An Ruchu clenched his fists tightly, looked at Mo Mo nervously, and prayed in his heart not to be recognized!

Mo Mo was silent for a while before slowly raising his head.

An Ruchu looked at it, his eyes were straight, this ...... What's going on? How did Momo's face become like this?

Mo Chen also froze when he saw Momo's face, and his first reaction was where did the flower-faced cat come from?!

The person concerned did not have this consciousness at all, looked up at his face dyed with oil paint, and smiled innocently, "Hello uncle!"

"Good...... Hello!" Mo Chen felt a little unbearable for this face that was too visually impactful, because of his cleanliness habit, he looked at the things that had to be cleaned the most, especially on his face, which was simply intolerable.

An Ruchu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mina, fortunately, they still had some time to buffer when they were outside just now.

Mina blinked and smiled proudly, if she hadn't had an idea just now, she thought that there was oil paint in Momo's schoolbag, and she painted Momo all over her face, at this moment, it is estimated that Mo Chen would have seen through it.

"Is this your son?" Mo Chen frowned and looked at Mina, who didn't look like a reliable mother!

That night, the little boy said something more poisonous than the other! Even Mina's simple and rough impatience didn't seem to be able to give birth to such a clever son!

Mo Chen expressed his skepticism, and his face was undisguised in disbelief.

Mina straightened her chest proudly, and said loudly without blushing, "Yes, he's my son!

The corners of An Ruchu's mouth twitched, and the oil paint on her face was painted like that, almost unrecognizable to her own mother, where can you see that you are cute? Mina, you are simply a loyal fan of ink and ink!

"It does look quite clever. Mo Chen squinted, looked at Mo Mo, and said slowly: "That night, it was you who answered the phone, right?"

"What phone?" Mina was confused, why did she suddenly feel that she couldn't understand it?

An Ruchu touched his nose and said sullenly: "Yes, he was just playful at the time, don't worry about him as a child." ”

She has said everything about this, you are a dignified president who will never really care about a child, right? What's more, you can't talk about other people's ink, it's because you yourself are not good at learning, no wonder!

Later, Momo told her and bragged about his achievements, only to find out that Momo was really better than the blue, and he did a great job!

"Last time, my mouth was quite sharp, why didn't you speak today?" Mo Chen looked at Mo Mo with a smile.

Mo Mo looked at him with big dark eyes, with an innocent expression, "Last time, it was because I didn't know my uncle, you were so fierce, you asked so many questions, the teacher and Mommy taught me, for this situation, you must not tell the truth, who knows if it is a bad person? But now that I know that you are Mommy's friend, then I naturally can't be so rude." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mo Chen very innocently, and added, "You're right, Uncle Mo!"

Mo Chen's eyes looked at him deeper, this kid is really good, his logic is clear, and his expression skills are good, he is not like a child of the same age at all, suddenly, he feels that he can forgive him for being so poisonous before.

"You're smart and you're doing a great job. He praised from the bottom of his heart that he was indeed smart to be able to have such vigilance at this age, and if it were his own son, he would teach him the same.

"Thank you, uncle, for the compliment. Momo is like a little adult, and the small figure stands straight with an awe-inspiring face.

An Ruchu and Mina were standing on the side, and suddenly felt that the two of them were redundant, this was the battlefield of the father and son, and they were just spectators.

"How old are you?" The more Mo Chen looked at this child, the more he felt kind and liked, especially those eyes, which were very similar to the child in the hospital, as beautiful and clear.

Mo Mo glanced at An Ruchu quietly and replied crisply, "I'm three years old this year." ”

"Three years old!" Mo Chen's slender fingers swept across his sexy chin, his eyes were heavy and his expression was indistinguishable.

An Ruchu didn't know what he was thinking, and he became nervous, Momo said that he was only three years old, and she taught him, just to prevent Mo Chen from suspecting that it was his son.

"yes! what's wrong?" Mina asked.

Mo Chen smiled: "It's nothing, his face has so much oil paint, take it and wash it!"

Seriously, no matter how much he likes this child, he really can't stand the oil paint on his face, and the pungent smell of oil paint.

"Yes, yes, yes!" An Ruchu couldn't ask for it, and urged Mina again and again, "Take it to take a shower! ”

She pondered, when Mina took Momo to take a bath, she quickly sent Mo Chen away.

"Good, good!" Mina saw at a glance, and pulled Momo to take a shower.

Mo Mo finally left, An Ruchu breathed a sigh of relief and really relaxed, she looked at Mo Chen, and said euphemistically: "It doesn't seem to be early." ”

Well, the implication is that President Moda, should you go?

"Well, it's a bit late, indeed. Mo Chen nodded approvingly.

An Ruchu was overjoyed, "Then you ......."

"I'm hungry, give me a bowl of noodles. Before her joy could stay in her heart for a few more seconds, Mo Chen extinguished it with a basin of cold water.

The corners of An Ruchu's mouth twitched, "Why can't you go home and eat." ”

"Why do I have to go home hungry and eat again?" Mo Chen asked rhetorically, "Hurry up, I didn't have dinner tonight." ”

Didn't have dinner?

An Ruchu was surprised, could it be that he had been waiting for her this afternoon and hadn't even eaten?

"Hmm, don't want to?" Mo Chen snorted with displeasure when he saw her hesitation.

"What kind of noodles do you want to eat?" An Ruchu was helpless, so she thought about sending him away as soon as possible.

Mo Chen smiled evilly, "Below you, I like to eat." ”

An Ruchu: "!!"

This big rascal! Where is the big president! It's just a hooligan among hooligans!

"Only somen noodles!do you like to eat or not!" she blushed, stomped her foot, turned and went into the kitchen.

Mo Chen looked at her angry appearance, and felt very cute and delicate, and the anger this afternoon slowly subsided.

Ten minutes later, An Ruchu came out with a bowl of noodles and put it heavily in front of Mo Chen, "Here you go!"

Although the noodles are somen noodles, they are made with the addition of eggs and some vegetables, and they look like they are made with care.

Mo Chen smiled, looked at the pink skin on the side of her ear, and couldn't help but joke with her, "There's too much water under you." ”

An Ruchu slammed to the ground, his face burned again, and he said angrily: "Hooligans!"

"It's not a hooligan. ”

An Ruchu: "!!"

This person's face is no longer comparable to ordinary people, and it is estimated that it cannot be broken with a missile!

Seeing that her face was flushed, Mo Chen was in a better mood and began to eat noodles.

The noodles are his favorite soba noodles, which are chewy and have the fragrance of the soup.

Her cooking skills have always been so good, and they are all so to his taste.

Soon, Mo Chen ate all the bowls of noodles, and even the soup at the bottom of the bowl was not spared, and he ate all of them.

An looked at him like a monster for the first time, his appetite had not been big before, and he was also delicate in eating, and he often didn't want it after a few bites, but this time he even ate noodle soup, how hungry he was!

"Well, that's good. Mo Chen ate and drank to his heart's content, loosened his tie, and leaned back on the sofa like an uncle, his slender thighs stretched and overlapped, and his posture was lazy and evil, as if he was the master of this house.

And An Ruchu is a toiling slave who is exploited by the rich, even so, the kind that can't be appealed!

"This ...... You see that the time seems to be very late, and you are full, shouldn't you ......" An Ruchu pinched the corner of his clothes, suggesting that it was time for him to go.

"You're right, it's a little late, it's time to go to bed. Mo Chen stretched and said lazily: "I won't leave tonight, I'll sleep with you." ”

An Ruchu's eyes widened, didn't Mao go down according to the normal script?