Li Ting knew what she meant, but she ignored it, her fingers circled in her palm, making her itch.

"Hurry up, you're hungry."

Then he gave her the food and watched her eat, ignoring the others at the table.

Mo Qingyan began to enjoy this kind of care, but a few eyes fell on her and she felt pressure. couldn't help but sneak a glance at the people at the table, Angela "snorted...... "Whoop......" eats very seriously.

Only occasionally raised his little head suspiciously, looked at this and which one, and finally smiled sweetly at Li Ting.

And his two sons stared at Li Tingjie with cold eyes, as if they were fighting in the air.

She bit her lip lightly, feeling that eating under such low pressure tasted like chewing wax.

So he pouted at Li Ting, and whispered: "It's all your fault, look at the ice and the sun, they are all angry." ”

Originally, the three children lacked father's love, so they were very psychologically fragile, and she had to pay attention to their mental health.

If Li Ting had the temper of the past, he wouldn't care about other people. But now I see the little woman next to me with a resentful and unhappy look. He actually thought about her, so he ate with chopsticks himself.

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Mo Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the ice cubes and sunlight also relaxed a lot. Angela was sleepy when she was full, and there she was humming and chirping.

"Angela, what's wrong with you?"

Angela yawned, "Sleep, Ann wants to sleep." ”

Mo Qingyan hugged her from the child seat and patted her down, and she gradually closed her eyes.

This little girl has been weak since she was a child, and she was robbed of nutrition by her two brothers in her stomach, and she was born weighing less than four pounds, and she has been raised very carefully, so she often gets sleepy.

Although her little face is very cute, she doesn't have much flesh on her body, and her height and weight have always met the standard, so she looks like she is three years old.

Li Ting glanced sideways, the little girl reached into her clothes with one hand, her little face was satisfied with a light smile, her small mouth was snorting and spitting bubbles, and she slept soundly.

He couldn't help frowning, a slender and thin woman like Mo Qingyan could actually pick up a child weighing dozens of pounds, so he reached out to pick up the child.

"I'll hug you."

The corners of Mo Qingyan's mouth were crooked, and the warmth was transmitted from his gaze, tone, and actions to her heart, warm. There is a delusion that the child's father is taking responsibility.

The burden on her shoulders was shared, and the feeling was subtle.

Li Tingjie took Angela, and the little girl rubbed in his arms, babbling inarticulately.

"Daddy...... Eat and eat ......"

The two looked at each other and smiled, what did this little guy dream about? It's daddy again, it's food again, and it's definitely dreaming of eating delicious food.

But Mo Qingyan's heart was sour, and the children would always remember their father in their hearts, which was a blood relative. And that man was a pain in her heart, and she didn't dare to check his whereabouts.

Because it's a scar, it only hurts more and more when you uncover it.

So he put away all his thoughts and said to his two sons.

"Let's go home, we have to go to school tomorrow."

Ice and Sunshine slid off their chairs on their own, raising an eyebrow and glancing at each other.

"I've already asked Uncle Wen to pick us up, and you will never give your eyebrows to my aunt."

Mo Qingyan could hear the hostility of his two sons towards him, and now they didn't even let her go home, to the point where water and fire were incompatible.

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