In the world of foodies, it is always about eating, or eating...... Mo Mi stepped on the wind non-stop and went to the opposite side. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cute meats, I miss you so much......

As soon as Mo Millet entered the door, he smelled the smell of a long-lost taste, a smell of home.

Jian Chu looked at the idiot Mo Xiaomi, and used his little hand to tug hard.

"Aunt Xiaomi, wake up. ”

Mo Mi was woken up by his voice, and she took the struggling Jian Chu in her arms and gently slapped his little ass.

"Boy, what's it called?"

Jian Chu's face was red and his neck was thick, and he shouted to Jian Song in the kitchen: "Old Jane, if you don't come out again, your precious son will be murdered." ”

When Jian Song heard his son's voice, he didn't react, as if he was tolerating Mo Xiaomi's vigorous ravaging of Jian Chu.

Mo Xiao smiled cheaply, and then slapped him in the ass again.

"Your dad doesn't seem to care about you! ”

Jian Chu began to attack his chest, wanting to eat Mo Xiaomi's tofu, but Mo Xiaomi's restless little hand grabbed him vigorously.

After a while, Jian Chu thought about it, he was still young, someone was too despicable, bullying the small with the big, and there were a lot of adults, and he didn't know like women, hum!

"Mo beauty, I was wrong, you let me go!"

Mo Xiaomi also felt that she had played too much with Xiao Budian just now. After all, it was a friend she had just met, so she put the little girl on the sofa and sat down.

This kid is naturally a likable person and has a really good personality.

"Little one, how old are you?"

Jian Chu knew that his age was a hard injury, so he said a special funny sentence: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, and their natural age is empty." ”

At this time, Jian Song in the kitchen smiled, and he didn't know who he was talking to, and sometimes he himself would be choked half to death.

"Are you a hero? have you done any great things...... "This kid is so arrogant, he can be cured of his illness and die if he is not."

The child looked at Mo Mi with a look of disbelief, and took her to his study.

Maybe it's because he just moved in, it's a bit messy, but overall it's pretty good, at least the decoration of his house is particularly charming!

At first glance, it is atmospheric, and the book is full of aroma.

"Master, I have been writing since I was three years old, I know beauty and ugliness at the age of four, I take pictures with my father's camera, and I will be too piano at the age of five...... At the age of six, he was learning to use computers. ”

Mo Mi listened to his words and felt that she had really seen a little genius.

Think about what she's doing when she's so big?

Well, playing with mud......

However, he is not a six-year-old egg.

"Oh, so I'm six years old?"

Jian Chu thought about it, why was he so stupid and exposed his age?

The aunt in front of you, why is the focus not on one point!

Brother wants to worship the eyes......

Mo Mi looked at the injured little little bit and held him in his arms.

"Auntie, can't you praise me?"

"Little one, you're so good!"

At this time, Jian Song finished the last dish, and called Jian Chu and Mo Xiaomi.

"It's time to eat, hurry up and wash your hands and eat. ”

Mo Mi took Xiao Bu to wash, this child is arrogant, but he really has the ability.

Alone, washing and fiddling, completely ignoring her alone.

Mo Mi was bored with herself, so she washed it down and went to eat something delicious.

On the dining table......

Five minutes passed, and the three men did not say a word.

Well, she wanted to say too, but, who the fuck put such a pair of words in the restaurant.

"Eat without words"

She didn't think there was another one in the bedroom: "Sleep silent".

The dish was very tasty, but now she had the urge to go back and nibble on the noodles.