Mo Jinbei deliberately left his son at Xia Niannian's house.

Xia Niannian actually agreed to Huo Yueshen's marriage proposal, and his sense of crisis became more and more serious.

Seeing that his own wife has become an ex-wife, he looks like he has lost completely.

But the pride in his bones did not allow him to admit defeat.

His son is his only and biggest trump card.

Therefore, he deliberately did not tell his son Xia Niannian's true identity.

Let your son be a flower messenger to drive away the pesky dead vixen.

As long as his son was there, he didn't believe that Huo Yueshen could do anything to Xia Niannian.

It's a pity that Mo Jinbei's abacus is sound, but the reality always backfires.

Qin Zhi called and said that the training camp needs to test the children's abilities in advance, and divide the classes at the beginning of the school year according to their abilities.

In order for his son to be able to smoothly start the training of the heir of the wealthy family, Mo Jinbei could only grit his teeth and send Mo Chengyou over.

Before leaving, Mo Chengyou quietly said to Xia Niannian: "Xiaoyu, my father's leg is injured, can you help me take care of him during this time?" ”

Although Mo Chengyou didn't say it, he actually liked his father very much in his heart.

Xia Niannian pursed her lips and nodded in agreement: "Okay." ”

Mo Chengyou kissed his beloved Xiaoyu's face and waved goodbye.

got into the car, and he explained to Mo Jinbei with a serious face: "Dad, I'm worried that my rival uncle will come to entangle, you have to help me take a good look at Xiaoyu." ”

"I will." Mo Jinbei rarely answered his son seriously.

Mo Chengyou couldn't believe that his father would agree so solemnly.

Does this mean that Xiaoyu can pass through the door smoothly in the future, and his father will also approve of this daughter-in-law?

Who knows, Mo Jinbei suddenly stared at him and asked, "Do you know what the legal age of marriage is in the country?" ”

Of course Mo Chengyou didn't know, he twisted his little eyebrows, and pretended to be calm: "It should be about the same age as me, right?" ”

Mo Jinbei sneered and told his son a thunderbolt of bad news.

"The state stipulates that a man must be twenty-two years old to get married. You're only five years old now, which means you're going to have to wait seventeen years before you get married! ”

Mo Chengyou was obviously stunned by this bad news, and said with a dead face: "Dad, are you sure you're not playing with me?" ”

Seventeen years?

That's seventeen birthdays.

Emma!

At that time, he was no longer cute, would Xiaoyu still like him as desperately as he does now?

The little one fell into a deep panic.

Mo Jinbei raised his eyebrows: "You can rest assured, in these seventeen years, I will help you take good care of your Xiaoyu." ”

"Really?" Mo Chengyou immediately smiled.

I developed an inexplicable, same-front sense of trust in my father.

"Dad, Xiaoyu will be handed over to you. When I'm older, you'll give it back to me. Mo Chengyou said solemnly.

"Hmm." Mo Jinbei agreed indiscriminately.

When you grow up?

I'm sorry, but I was already my person at that time!

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Chengyou was sent away, and Xia Niannian's heart was very lost.

She has become accustomed to seeing her son's cute little face every day and hearing his milky voice.

But thinking that all this is for her son's future, she is reluctant to endure it.

She was opening the fridge to make dinner when she heard a knock on the door again.

She looked at it from the cat's eyes, and it turned out to be Mo Jinbei again!

Xia Niannian opened the door and said angrily, "What are you doing again?" ”

Mo Jinbei held a cane in one hand and a bowl in the other, and said pitifully: "Wife, I'm hungry." ”

Xia Niannian said angrily: "Who is your wife?!" ”

Mo Jinbei was a little aggrieved, and struggled to peuch his crutches: "I'm sorry, old ...... Niannian. I'm hungry, can I come to your house to eat? ”

Old thoughts?

The corners of Xia Niannian's eyes twitched.

She yelled at him angrily, "Are you annoyed? I'm not your old mother, cooking for you every day? ”

"Don't be angry, I'll skip dinner at most." As soon as Mo Jinbei finished speaking, his stomach made a "grunt" sound.

Xia Niannian was so angry that she wanted to throw him out, but she thought that she had promised her son to help him take care of Mo Jinbei.

She was so angry that she grabbed her hair, and she was as reluctant as she wanted to let Mo Jinbei into the house.

"What do you eat at night?" Mo Jinbei asked with interest.

Xia Niannian always felt that he had calculated, so he leaned back on the sofa angrily, and said angrily: "I didn't cook, you eat whatever you like!" ”

"Then you can rest, I'll make dinner." Mo Jinbei smiled indifferently and limped to the kitchen.

Xia Niannian suddenly straightened up and squinted at him: "Are you really broken?" Won't be in a wheelchair to lie to me like last time? ”

This man has a lot of criminal records and can't believe it at all!

Mo Jinbei looked back, moved his right leg in a plaster cast with difficulty, and said extremely miserably: "This time it's true, haven't the doctors taken X-rays?" ”

Xia Niannian lay back on the sofa in disbelief, turned on the TV to watch, and ignored him.

Anyway, the current Mo Jinbei is half a cripple, so he retreats from the difficulty, no longer pesters himself, and runs to eat every day.

After making up his mind, Xia Niannian didn't care about him, just toss him.

Where can Mo Jinbei cook, but President Mo Da has self-confidence, isn't it just cooking?

Can you still stump him?

Soon, a puff of smoke wafted out of the kitchen, mixed with the choking smell of chili peppers.

choked Xia Niannian, who was sitting in the living room, coughed, kept sneezing, and burst into tears.

She forcibly walked to the closed kitchen door and slammed the door: "Mo Jinbei, if you don't know how to do it, come out quickly, don't burn the kitchen!" ”

What do you mean no?

This is simply questioning the ability of men!

Xia Niannian's words hit Mo Jinbei's proud self-esteem, and he coughed while crackling in the kitchen.

He was so choked that he almost lost his breath and was sweating profusely!

Xia Niannian unscrewed the kitchen door, and a puff of smoke with the strong smell of chili peppers and onions immediately poured out, Xia Niannian covered his nose with one hand and fanned indiscriminately with the other.

Mo Jinbei stood there, his original delicate white shirt already crumpled.

He held a cane in one hand and a spoon in the other.

I don't know what it is in the pot, it keeps emitting oil smoke, and it's all glued together.

True. Dark Cuisine!

"Ahem! How did you get in? Mo Jinbei barely squeezed out a smile.

"With such a big smoke, why don't you turn on the range hood when you stir-fry?" Xia Niannian hurriedly walked over and pressed the switch of the range hood.

Mo Jinbei's face was full of black lines, it turned out that this thing was used like this.

The oil in the pot became hotter and hotter, and suddenly there was a "boom", and the flames suddenly burst up, startling both of them.

"Niannian, you go away, let me come!" Mo Jin picked up the basin with water in the north and poured it into the pot without thinking about it......