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Some looked at the little Monchiqi in front of him for some unknown reason, or his head had not yet reacted. Ling Han obviously said that she was not allowed to disturb her, how could it be possible to prepare a light meal for her?

Suddenly feeling that his father had recovered the elm pimple head again, Xiao Meng Qiqi couldn't help but shake his head, and then told Feng Qianmo everything he knew: "Daddy, if I guess correctly, my mother estimates that she will be hungry in another quarter of an hour." ”

looked at Feng Qianmo in front of him quite seriously, and his eyes were full of what you were looking for.

And although Feng Qianmo felt that Xiao Meng Qiqi was so sure that there was no basis, he still instructed Wen Qing, "Wen Qing, go, let the dining room prepare some light meals, and bring them to the study in a quarter of an hour." ”

Seeing that Feng Qianmo absorbed his own opinions, Xiao Meng Qiqi raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and then stretched out his little hand and yawned, "Daddy, I'm sleepy, go back to the room and sleep first." ”

When he turned around, a hint of cunning flashed in Xiao Mengqiqi's eyes, and he looked very cunning.

Time passed bit by bit, Feng Qianmo, who was standing outside the study, was not relaxed at all, he felt that Ling Han was really working too hard, but he was afraid that he would mistake her by breaking in.

I can only wait quietly outside.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the people in the dining room brought up all the meals on time with trays.

That is, after the people in the dining room responded to Feng Qianmo's wishes, put all the trays on the stone tables in the courtyard and withdrew, the silent study finally rang out.

"I'm hungry."

The voice was not loud or small, Feng Qianmo, who had been paying attention to the movement in the room outside the room, naturally heard it, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he didn't expect Xiao Meng Qiqi to say it so accurately.

While feeling happy, Feng Qianmo also stepped forward quickly and pushed open the door, "Lady, I just prepared a meal for you, you can come out and eat first." ”

Looking at Feng Qianmo who broke in directly, Ling Han was a little stunned, but what was even more stunned was that Feng Qianmo actually knew that she was hungry now, and she had prepared a meal?

A little suspicious, she lightly put down the brush in her hand, and after making sure that everything was ready, Ling Han went to the basin to wash her hands.

Suspiciously, he followed Feng Qianmo out of the courtyard.

Ling Han was even more stunned when she saw the meal on the stone table, still smoking, she really didn't expect Feng Qianmo to know so clearly that she would be hungry at this time.

And it must have just been prepared.

Suddenly I felt a sense of happiness in my body, and I still felt a little cool, but at this time I also felt gentle.

"How do you know I love these?"

When he looked at the meal on the table, Ling Han's eyes widened again, this meal was indeed light, and it was all what he liked to eat, which was a little too improvised.

Feng Qianmo didn't hide it, and said with a doting smile, "It's Meng Qiqi who said that you will be hungry, and then this king asked Wen Qing to prepare the meal you like to eat, and this king will have a better appetite when he sees you eating these on weekdays." ”

This is a special kind of attention.

Xiao Meng Qiqi did tell him a lot of news, but the most important thing was that Feng Qianmo noticed Ling Han's eating habits on weekdays, so he was able to capture Ling Han's heart even more.

At this time, how could Ling Han not be moved at all.

His son understands him, and even his husband, who he thinks is nominally, notices his habits, and suddenly feels so good that he is cared for and surrounded by others.

Not knowing what to say, Ling Han had no choice but to sit down quietly in front of the stone table, ready to move his chopsticks, but he also noticed Feng Qianmo standing beside him, "Why don't you sit down and eat a little?" ”

After hesitating for a while, Ling Han finally spoke, Feng Qianmo sat opposite her, but he said, "No need, this king is not hungry, you can eat." ”

I didn't eat dinner, so I guess I was hungry.

Ling Han, who had never been a person who twisted, actually felt a little nervous in her heart under Feng Qianmo's gaze, and in order to hide her nervousness, she pretended that nothing happened.

Eat as usual without hurrying.

Halfway through eating, I always felt that the gaze sitting opposite me was too hot, and suddenly I was a little ghostly, scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge from the bowl, and then put it in Feng Qianmo's mouth unexpectedly.

"You try it, these are much better than those delicacies from the mountains and seas."

Even before Feng Qianmo could say anything, Ling Han had already put rice porridge and spoon into Feng Qianmo's mouth.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and when they looked at each other, they felt an inexplicable ambiguity flowing through the air.

Feng Qianmo never thought that Ling Han would personally feed himself, and most importantly, it was the spoon that Ling Han had just used, was this considered an indirect kiss?

His face suddenly changed, and he was filled with a happy smile; And when Ling Han, who was stunned on the other side, reacted to what he had done, the whole person was stunned.

Then the blush swished up to the base of her ear.

Embarrassed and thrown in front of Feng Qianmo, she actually used her used spoon to feed Feng Qianmo! No, it must have been a short-circuit in my brain to do such a thing.

tried his best to soothe himself in his heart, but his little heart was beating non-stop all the time.

Hurriedly put the spoon back into his bowl, lowered his head, and ate quietly. She was worried that once she looked up, it would not be good for her to do something again.

Throughout the meal, Ling Han could feel the happiness emanating from Feng Qianmo on the other side, especially his silly laughter from time to time, which made Ling Han's heart feel a little happy.

After eating, Ling Han still drooped his head and said, "I'll go in first and finish the rest of the painting." ”

With that, she turned and left, looking a little like she had run away.

There was a laugh of "hehe" behind him again, which made Ling Han speed up his pace, and the door was closed again.

Looking at Ling Han who was leaving, Feng Qianmo, who was sitting on the stone bench, gently raised his smile, his lady, when she was still shy.

Looking at the dishes and chopsticks that had been placed on the tray on the stone table, Feng Qianmo didn't say anything, and picked them up personally.

In the room, Ling Han, who had already closed the door, leaned behind the door a little weakly, stretched out his hand to press the part of his heart, his heart was beating so fast, what the hell is it.

Feeling that his face was all spicy, Ling Han stretched out his hand again and patted his head gently, "No, no, what are you doing." ”

Constantly muttering, Ling Han suddenly remembered that his dishes and chopsticks didn't seem to be cleaned up yet, so he quickly turned around and looked out through the sandpaper, but saw a slender back.

With sharp eyes, she naturally saw the tray held by Feng Qianmo.

God, Feng Qianmo actually cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks himself, and it seemed that he was going to send them outside in person.

The mood seemed to be a little high, Ling Han patted his chest, came to the basin again, patted his face with cold water, then wiped his hands, and then threw himself into his design again.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the study was still brightly lit. Feng Qianmo, who was supposed to go to bed, was standing outside the study at this time, a little hesitant to push the door in.

It's been another hour, and no matter how much things have been designed, it's already midnight.

A little sleepy yawned, he reached out and patted his mouth with great grace, and then made up his mind to push the door in, "Lady." ”

First, he went in and explored, but he didn't hear Ling Han's answer before he stepped into the study, could it be that he was so focused that he couldn't even hear the voice?

He wanted to shout out to Ling Han again, but when he saw Ling Han who was sleeping on the desk, the words that had already reached his mouth were put back into his stomach, and he stepped forward lightly, looking at Ling Han who was lying on the table and asleep with some helplessness.

The brush in her hand had fallen to the ground, so that there was a small pool of ink on the ground, and her head was not resting on the drawing that had been drawn with strips, and her breathing was very even, and she seemed to sleep well.

stepped forward, when he was about to pick up Ling Han, when he inadvertently swept the drawings on her desktop, his eyes lit up, and even the slightest bit of sleepiness was gone.

Slowly stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the drawings where the ink had dried in disbelief, Feng Qianmo couldn't believe it, looked at the drawings from time to time, and looked at Ling Han who was sleeping on the table from time to time.

What a surprise! Feng Qianmo didn't expect that he would see such a talented design drawing.

Although he didn't get involved in this aspect, he could still understand it by looking at the design drawings. He could even imagine what a stunning and spectacular picture it would be when such a design was used in a bookstore.

Lightly pressed some of the books against the four corners of the drawings, in case the drawings would be blown by the wind.

Stretched out his hand, slowly put it on Ling Han's shoulder, and shook it gently, "Lady, lady." However, no matter how much he shouted, Ling Han didn't react at all.

With a doting smile, Feng Qianmo also knew the reason why Ling Han was sleeping so soundly, it must be because he was too tired today, so he would have no energy.

Bending down in front of Ling Han, he helped Ling Han up from the table with his hands lightly, and then put her head on his shoulder, originally, Feng Qianmo thought that Ling Han would wake up with such an action, but he didn't.

Ling Han just moved his mouth, and then put his hands directly on Feng Qianmo's body.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and Feng Qianmo bent down again, until he hugged Ling Han, who was sitting on the chair, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't wake up. lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms, the corners of Feng Qianmo's mouth rose slightly, and he muttered softly, "I don't know what to do in such a hurry, what things won't be done separately, I have to make myself so tired." ”

Unexpectedly, the person in his arms did not answer Feng Qianmo.

The door of the study was open, and Feng Qianmo pressed another book in the middle of the paper again to prevent damage, and then walked out lightly and calmly with Ling Han in his arms.

Hooked the door of the study, just out of the study, the person in his arms couldn't help but shiver, there was still some distance from his body, but suddenly shrunk into his arms, the face and his skin fit closely, looking like a cat in need of warmth due to the cold.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth rose slightly, Feng Qianmo only felt that his heart was extremely satisfied, and his steps were also very brisk when he walked towards the master bedroom with Ling Han in his arms.

The man in his arms seemed to have no effect at all, and he curled up in his arms and slept sweetly.