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However, Mo Li believes that Jiang An is a child who can withstand favor, even if he is a loser. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As long as you don't kill people and prevent fire, violate the law and discipline, it doesn't matter if you are a loser.

Well, in front of Jiang An, Mo Li couldn't wait to give him all the best things in this world.

While speaking, Mo Li was about to put Jiang An down, but unfortunately Jiang An still snuggled tightly in her arms and didn't let go.

Mo Li gently kissed Jiang An's forehead, and then poked his shallow, looming little pear vortex and said, "Let's go, go to the kitchen with my mother." ”

Mo Li didn't have to leave Jiang An in the living room to wait for her, Mo Li knew that this child had been clinging to her since she was a child, and she hadn't seen her for more than half a year this time, she finally came back, even if Jiang An was not allowed to enter the kitchen, he would be restless.

Jiang An nodded very obediently, and climbed down from Mo Li, gently took Mo Li's hand, and then walked towards the kitchen.

"Silly boy, mom has to change her clothes." Mo Li felt that Jiang An was stunned today, and her cute appearance really hit her heart.

Jiang An blinked, looked at his mother's delicately made clothes that were wrinkled by him, and stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.

"Excuse me? It's okay, Mom is trying to change into a comfortable outfit? ”

This one on the body is too small and exquisite, and there is always a feeling of breathlessness when worn on the body, since they are all back home, why are they torturing themselves.

Jiang An waited downstairs for ten minutes, and Mo Li finished taking a combat bath, and then changed into a wide T-shirt, but his hair still had water droplets.

And the almighty baby consciously took out a hair dryer to blow Mo Li's hair, a four-year-old milk doll, holding a big hair dryer, that image is not generally interesting.

"Come on, mom blows it herself." Mo Li looked at the hair dryer that was longer than Jiang An's arm, and said with a smile.

Jiang An avoided Mo Li's outstretched hand, and said very seriously, "Mommy, I'll blow it, I can do it." ”

Moli has a flowing head, and her long black hair is smooth over the waist, which is completely standard for goddesses.

"Okay, then you be careful, don't burn yourself." Mo Li knew that Jiang An had always been a child with ideas.

Mo Li, who didn't have much hope, didn't expect Jiang An, who was stepping on the stool, to dry her hair very smoothly and help her straighten it very smoothly.

At this time, Mo Li was really a little surprised.

Aunt Housekeeping began to solve her doubts for Mo Li.

"Miss, the little master has been practicing with a wig for half a year, just to surprise you."

Auntie's words made Jiang An, who was still a little thin-skinned, a little embarrassed, and his face turned slightly red.

"An An, that's awesome." Mo Li feels that her heart at this moment is as if she is floating on the clouds, no wonder many mothers regard their children as the most important existence in their lives.

"So in order to reward An An, my mother made an extra braised lion head today, what does An An think?"

Mo Li squatted down and looked at Jiang An at eye level. Mo Li hopes that in Jiang An's heart, they are equal.

Jiang An blinked, as if he was struggling with something.

Mo Li didn't urge Jiang An, just waited quietly.

"Mommy, can you ask for sugar steamed crisp, can you have green stem porridge?" Jiang An's two index fingers kept turning, as if he was pity the braised lion's head.

Mo Li rubbed Jiang An's head and deliberately said, "That braised lion's head......"

Looking at the greed in Jiang An's eyes, Mo Li deliberately paused for a moment before continuing, "I had to make it for An An at night." ”

When Jiang An heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly, he hugged Mo Li's neck, kissed Mo Li's cheek heavily, and shouted, "Long live Mommy, An An loves her mother the most." ”

Mo Li asked seriously, "If Mommy doesn't make braised lion heads, steamed crispy with sugar, and blue stem porridge for An An, will An An not love her mother?" ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang An was more serious than Mo Li, and said more seriously, "Mommy, you won't be vinegar for food, right?" ”

"Mommy, don't worry, An An loves Mommy the most, but Mommy who can cook food, An An likes it more."

As if thinking of all kinds of delicacies made by Mo Li's hands like works of art, the corners of Jiang An's mouth were crooked, and his eyes narrowed into a slit because of the smile.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth stiffened, this little mouth is so sweet, her appearance is one in a hundred, and her little head is so smart.

Now Mo Li can already foresee that more than ten years later, countless girls will go forward and fall under Jiang An's suit pants one after another.

Heheda, she won't raise a domineering president with her own hands, right?

No, no, the education of the concept of love should start from the baby. It's not right to mess with flowers and grass, and to spend time among thousands of flowers.

In an instant, Mo Li felt that the burden on her shoulders seemed to be a lot heavier.

"An An's little mouth has coaxed a lot of little girls, right?" Mo Li asked casually.

"Does the little girl still need to be coaxed? Mommy, even if An An doesn't speak, there are many girls who give An An gifts. Jiang An asked in surprise.

Mo Li's mouth opened a little speechlessly, are all the children nowadays so precocious?

"Mommy, Anna in the class said she wanted to marry me, but I refused."

"Because I don't think Anna is as good-looking as Mommy, and she can't make good food."

Jiang An tilted his head and said seriously.

Now Mo Li was really speechless, but Mo Li really said to the little girl named Anna, with a good vision.

"Well, Mommy is going to make food for An An." Mo Li found that she couldn't say the words of the large number of love education stocks she had prepared, because she didn't have as much actual combat experience as her own son.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and without practice there is no right to speak, so she should not be blind in front of children, in case she is wrong.

Jiang An followed behind Mo Li step by step, looking at Mo Li's busy front and back, looking very hard, and suddenly spoke.

"Mommy, in the future, I must find a lot of daughters-in-law to serve Mommy, one beats Mommy's back, one serves Mommy tea and pours water, and the other cooks for Mommy......"

Jiang An leaned against the door, snapped his fingers, and said in a clear and coherent manner.

Mo Li stumbled on her feet, almost throwing the plate out of her hand.

Son, your ambition is so ambitious, Mommy is so moved that she wants to beat you, what should I do?

At this moment, Mo Li suddenly remembered a joke that was widely circulated in her society: "Spring is coming, find a boyfriend and plant it in the field, and wait until autumn to grow a lot of boyfriends." One rubbed his shoulders, one pounded his legs, one did the laundry, one cooked, one hummed a ditty, one cleaned up the house, one went shopping with me, and the rest all went out to earn money. (To be continued.) )