Mu Tianen's smiling eyes were bent, and it was rare to get such praise, but unfortunately her mother was not there.

She couldn't help but glance upstairs, in her life, what she wanted most was her mother's praise, in fact, it only took one time, but it didn't matter, she was already numb.

But it's the same with dad boasting.

Mu Tianen put away all the bowls on the table, and she also took them into the kitchen and washed them.

Mu Tianqing yawned, and came over to help.

"No need, I'll just come," Mu Tianen shook her hand, it was just two bowls, and she didn't dare to let Mu Tianqing do it.

My sister's hands are so good-looking, she is reluctant to let her hands touch a little dirty water, which is like blaspheming her fairy-like sister.

"Then it's hard work," Mu Tianqing couldn't help patting Mu Tianen's head, and then she was ready to go back to make up for sleep, and now the time is three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are still several hours before leaving Liang, which is enough for her to raise her spirit.

Mu Tianen turned around and put the bowl in the water residue, she squeezed some dish soap, those transparent bubbles burst on the back of her hand from time to time, cool and itchy.

"Eun ......"

Mu Lin's voice suddenly remembered behind her.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Mu Tianen turned his head and washed his hands under the water, in fact, those hands were no worse than Mu Tianqing's, even whiter, thinner, and better-looking.

Mu Lin is indeed a little difficult to talk about this, but there is no way, don't blame him for being biased, people's hearts are biased, and it will never be possible to level a bowl of water.

It's also because the other daughter seems to need to be more up.

"Eun, you didn't tell your sister the reason why you can cook, right?"

Mu Tianen opened a pair of eyes like this, her eyes were very dark, different from ordinary people, it was the kind of extremely strong pupil color, completely black, completely dark, with a hint of gray purple, hazy, and like ice and snow, when looking at you, it seemed to be concerned, and it seemed to be in the soul.

It was just such a look in his eyes that made Mu Lin's heart feel a little weak.

"Eun, that's not what Dad meant."

Mu Lin wanted to explain, but found that no matter what kind of explanation it was, at this time, it was so pale and powerless.

He coughed again, really embarrassed.

"Eun, we don't want your sister to carry those pasts, you know? Those are ...... have nothing to do with her."

When Mu Lin was about to say something more, Mu Tianen turned around, put his hand in the water residue, and washed the dirty dishes inside.

"Eun ......"

Mulin shouted his daughter's name again.

"Dad, don't worry," Mu Tianen interrupted Mu Lin's words, "I didn't think to tell my sister about this, I just like to cook things by myself, and I have nothing to do with others." ”

"That's good," Mu Lin wanted to say something more, but in the end, he found that he was a little poor in words, and he had always taken little care of his daughter, especially this little daughter, so he really lacked experience in getting along with this daughter.

"Then Daddy will go first."

Mu Lin said another word to Mu Tianen, and then left, his steps were very pleasant, I don't know if he was weak or on the run.

Mu Tianen continued to wash the bowl in the water, her nose was suddenly sour, and hurriedly, she tilted her head up, and also held back the tears that were about to be forced out.