Chapter 237: Mu Yihan wants to eat the food you cooked

A gap in the curtain shone through the window.

Muqing rubbed her eyes and reached for her phone.

Yesterday she didn't know what time she fell asleep, and today she didn't set an alarm clock.

Glancing at the time, she tossed her phone aside again.

It's past ten o'clock.

And, today is Saturday.

She didn't know what kind of reason she used to meet Xiaohan.

Perhaps, wait for a while, wait for Fei Yanchen's anger to subside, and then go to him to have a good talk.

Why was he so angry last night?

Perhaps, it's a man's possessiveness, right?

She rolled over and continued to lie on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

Mu Qing straightened her hair a little, got up and walked outside.

As soon as the door was opened, Mu Yihan stood at the door.

"Mom!"

"Xiaohan?!" Mu Qing was surprised and delighted, "Why are you here?" Did Uncle Ping send you? ”

"It's me." Fei Yanchen's voice suddenly sounded.

Mu Qing looked in the direction where the voice came from, and Fei Yanchen walked over with two bags of things in his hand.

She covered her face and tugged at her pajamas.

She doesn't know what the hell she looks like now!

Look at the father and son again, they are dressed similarly, Zhou Zhou is upright, which is in stark contrast to her!

She quickly ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Fortunately, the marks on her face have disappeared, but there is still a little bruise at the corner of her lips, and if you don't look closely, you won't notice it.

He quickly combed his hair, tied it up, and walked out again.

Fei Yanchen walked directly to the house with his things, changed his shoes, and went to the kitchen to put things away, which was as natural as going back to his own home.

Mu Qing tidied herself up, and looked at Mu Yihan and Fei Yanchen who were standing in front of her in a daze.

"Mu Yihan said he wanted to eat the food you cooked." After Fei Yanchen finished speaking, he walked towards the living room.

"Mom, are you good at making food for Xiaohan?" Mu Yihan took his mother's hand and begged.

"Okay, Mommy will make you something to eat." Muqing nodded.

"Great! Mom, did you eat breakfast? We also brought breakfast for you. ”

"I ...... I haven't, I just got up. ”

"Mom, then you can have breakfast quickly."

Muqing nodded, looking at the packing box on the dining table. Mu Yihan skillfully went to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks for his mother.

"Mom, give."

Muqing took the dishes and chopsticks, sat down and ate breakfast quietly.

"Mom, we bought a lot of vegetables, can you cook them?"

"I'll take a look at what's on the table, and there should be no problem."

After Muqing finished breakfast, he hurriedly went to the kitchen to see what dishes Fei Yanchen had bought.

There was fish, meat, ribs and a chicken, and I bought some vegetables and side dishes, so to speak, it was very complete.

"Xiao Han, you and Mr. Fei bought this dish?"

"Hmm." Mu Yihan nodded.

Mu Qing glanced in the direction of the living room, Fei Yanchen was looking at his mobile phone, he should be dealing with work matters, and his expression was very serious.

Fei Yanchen raised her head suddenly, and her eyes collided with him unexpectedly.

She immediately withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at him again.

"Xiao Han go play for a while, mom will deal with these first."

Mu Yihan ran out obediently.

Muqing sorted the dishes and began to organize them.

It was only a minute before there was another sound of footsteps behind him.

"Xiao Han goes out first, this won't need help." Mu Qing didn't say a word back.

Fei Yanchen stepped forward, unbuttoned his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and stood in front of the pool.