Ye Liting's eyes fell on the sobering soup that he was sitting on the coffee table.

Mo Qi may be a matter of habit, so many years of sensitivity.

He hurriedly served the decanting soup.

"Master Li, it's cold, I'll go warm up." After saying that, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

Looking at Mo Qi who ran into the kitchen, Ye Liting's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"You know each other."

Looking back at the little things on the sofa, his eyebrows twisted slightly.

Little thing, no wonder, no one has a way to take her.

So, he had to come back.

He leaned over, reached out and picked her up, took her in his arms, and sat down on the couch.

"Baby, wake up." Ye Li Ting said in a somewhat gentle tone.

But Lu Xiaomu, who was already drunk, didn't seem to feel anything at all.

Until the familiar voice rang in her ears.

She seemed to have a faint feeling.

"Uncle..... Stinky uncle...."

Ye Li Ting's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Stinky uncle? What happened to him?

"Uncle offended my baby?" He asked, a little distressed.

"Badass..... Bad apple. Lu Xiaomu said in a somewhat low, sad tone.

Ye Liting was confused, what's wrong with him? How did you touch this little tiger's butt?

He was about to say something, when Mo Qi's hot decanting soup came out of the kitchen.

Laid it down in front of him.

"Master Li, Xiaoxiao and I have tried a lot of hard work, but we haven't been able to get the little lady, perhaps, only you have this power." He and Zhu Xiaoxiao tossed for a long time just now, but they couldn't get her to drink a sip and a half.

Only Li Ye is here, maybe it can be a little useful.

Ye Li Ting's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Looking at the little thing sleeping in her arms, the delirious guy, how could she be willing to drink?

Mo Qi glanced at the bowl, and then at the little lady Li Ye was holding, his brain was transferred, and then the corners of his lips hooked a smile.

"Master Li, maybe try it in another way?" When he said something else, his lips deliberately cocked and moved, the meaning was obvious, that is, mouth feeding.

Ye Li Ting looked at Mo Qi, who was usually serious, and suddenly made such an action, he really wanted to laugh.

He looked at him with gloomy eyes.

Mo Qi hurriedly lowered his eyes.

"Then you don't say it." Everything that should be done has been done, and what should not have been done has been done, what kind of big Eba wolf does Li Ye pretend? Isn't it just mouth-to-mouth feeding? Is it that pretentious?

Mo Qi twisted his eyebrows and thought.

"Where did you learn all these crooked ways?" Ye Liting said with a somewhat unpredictable tone in his voice, I don't know if he was happy, unhappy, or even something else.

Mo Qi didn't dare to guess.

Only wait for the verdict to be pronounced.

"You don't need to learn this, you know it when you think about it!"

The corners of Ye Liting's lips rose slightly.

"It's still useful at critical moments." He finished serving the bowl and drinking the soup into his mouth.

After taking a sip, his eyebrows instantly frowned, because the soup was too sour, and it was made of sour plums.

He was about to speak, Mo Qi hurriedly said.

"Master, you are picky, the more sour you say at night, the better the effect, didn't I do what you ordered? I want the little lady to sober up early. ”

Ye Liting's eyes staring at him slowly retracted, continued to drink a little more, and then lowered his eyes, looking at the little face in his arms that was still asleep.

Fingers gently pinched her chin, forcing her little lips to open, leaning over and feeding the decanting soup.

The picture was so beautiful that Mo Qi didn't dare to look at it, so he quickly turned around.

"Master Li, you continue, continue." Even if he has the courage, he doesn't dare to look at Li Ye's picture.

Lu Xiaomu inadvertently took a sip of soup, which made her shiver unexpectedly.

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