Mo Qinghan only felt a fragrant wind coming, and was hugged by Mu Nian'an.

The delicate body in his arms made his body stiffen slightly, and the girl's excited voice sounded in his ears, but there was inexplicably a little more bewitching.

His fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to hug Mu Nian'an back, but Mu Nian'an had already left his embrace, as if everything was just his illusion just now.

Mu Nianan had an irrepressible smile on his face, and thanked Mo Qinghan coldly:

"Lord Shizi, you have helped me a lot! Let's have to celebrate, Shizi, you go alone today, I'll cook it myself, and invite you to a meal. ”

"Okay."

Mo Qinghan looked at the girl in front of him, whose eyes were as bright as stars, which seemed to make people empathize with her happiness, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little softer.

Mu Nian'an got the right words, and without hesitation, she went directly to the stove room, not only that, but also ordered no one to help, she said that she would cook herself, and she must not let others get involved!

As soon as Mu Nian'an closed the door of the stove room, he began to get busy, and everyone saw this and did not bother again.

At this time, Mo Qinghan also sat under the eaves, holding the little milk group that cried as soon as he left.

Even Mo Qinghan didn't coax the little milk group much, just hugged her in a wheelchair to read, and the little milk group was able to be well-behaved and quietly accompanied.

Those big eyes seemed to be able to understand the meaning of the book in Mo Qinghan's hand, and they were very serious.

If Mo Qinghan flips through the book slowly, the little milk group will "babble" and urge Mo Qinghan.

Mo Qinghan pinched the little face of the little milk ball with some amusement, and asked, "Look at you so seriously, why?" Understandable? ”

The little milk group blinked her big black eyes, looking at Mo Qinghan curiously, and didn't seem to understand what the other party said.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, the little milk group simply kicked the little short legs, looking like they wanted to stand up.

When Mo Qinghan saw the little milk group like this, she thought she was going to make a fuss, so she simply put the book on the side, put her hands under the armpits of the little milk group, and lifted the little man up.

After the little milk ball stood upright, the little short legs suddenly jumped on Mo Qinghan's legs, and then "babbling" pouted and pounced towards Mo Qinghan's face.

"Let's go."

The little milk group gave Mo Qinghan a big kiss, and then he "giggled" at Mo Qinghan.

This kiss directly stunned Mo Qinghan.

When the broken army on the side saw this scene, he was also stunned for a moment, and then he saw the wet and suspicious thing on his own son's face, and couldn't help but turn his face sideways and wanted to laugh.

And after the little milk group finished kissing Mo Qinghan, seeing that Mo Qinghan didn't move, he tilted his little head in some confusion, and his little short legs jumped twice.

Then the little short hand waved desperately, and the milk fiercely shouted "Agu Agu", as if urging something.

"This, is Miss Tuan Tuan hungry?" Po Jun looked at the dancing appearance of the little milk group, and was a little cute, and couldn't help asking.

Mo Qinghan shook his head, then rubbed the head of the little milk ball, and said softly: "I'm pleasing you." ”

"Flattering?"

Just such a little milk baby still knows how to please? What to please?

Mo Qinghan didn't answer, and directly put the little milk baby back in his arms, and then took the book on the side in his hand again.

Suddenly, the little milk baby was silent again, nesting in Mo Qinghan's arms obediently, and "reading" the book seriously.

At this moment, Po Jun seemed to have suddenly come to his senses.

Oh, my God!

The little milk baby is really trying to please the son of the world for the sake of reading, so the little one's milk group, even knows that kissing can unlock the skill of reading books for the son of the world?

Mo Qinghan also felt that Xiao Tuan Tuan seemed to be very interested in reading, so he simply opened his mouth to read it to Xiao Tuan Tuan.

The little milk group seemed to be more serious than just now, a white and chubby little hand was on Mo Qinghan's hand holding the book, and he put one hand in his mouth and listened, looking like a good student.

The gentle and clear voice with a few traces of magnetism wraps the little milk baby, and the picture is actually a little more quiet and good taste.

Shen Qingqing and Granny Yuehua happened to see this scene, and their hearts couldn't help but move, and Shen Qingqing whispered to Granny Yuehua:

"Mother-in-law, do you think our Tuan Tuan is a bit similar to the son? It's like a father and daughter. ”

Mother-in-law Yuehua bowed slightly, and said with some pity:

"Hey...... Miss's vision of her son-in-law is excellent, when she was pregnant with the little lady, she had already taken a fancy to the prince, and she deliberately set this baby kiss with Princess Huai'an. ”

"If the little lady was not replaced back then, it would be the prince who was not good at it, but with the character and temperament of the prince, it would be a good marriage to be able to get such a husband."

It's just a pity......

In the end, the little lady already has Miss Tuantuan, even if the princess of Huai'an and their young lady are like sisters, it is impossible for the prince to continue the marriage with the little lady.

Shen Qingqing listened to Yuehua's mother-in-law's words, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

At this moment, a strong fragrance suddenly wafted out of the stove room, which interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Come on, come on, help with the food."

Mu Nian'an wore a blue-and-white floral apron around his waist, opened the door of the stove room, and greeted Shen Qingqing and the others.

"Eh, here we are."

In a few moments, the table was full of dishes!

These dishes look like they have a lot of flavor, and everything looks new.

Shen Qingqing couldn't help but exclaim:

"Oh my God! An An, when did your craft become so good? ”

To say that Mu Nian'an was born in that farm like her, but in fact, they may not be very good at the craft of cooking.

After all, the materials of the farmhouse are poor, and it is good to make things that are cooked and eaten, so how can there be so much attention?

But the dishes on the table made by Mu Nian'an look extremely luxurious!

Shen Qingqing even had some rebellious thoughts in his heart, I am afraid that this table of dishes will not be able to be made even in the imperial dining room!

Mu Nianan didn't answer directly, she was embarrassed to say, which of these dishes did she make?

Isn't it the spoils of war in the last days?

Some of the supernatural people were chefs of various restaurants and cuisines before the end of the world, but after the end of the world, if she couldn't beat her, or if she was kind to the other party, she would take out the ingredients and let them make ready-made dishes for herself, and put them in the space.

Her space can be said to be a natural incubator, and what you put in is what you take out.

So these dishes are now as if they were freshly made, and they are still steaming hot!

She just kicked people out, but she just showed her stuffing.

So hearing Shen Qingqing's words at this time, Mu Nianan was also a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly coughed and explained casually:

"I'm talented, okay, don't say it, wait until the dishes are cold, hurry up and taste it."

As he spoke, Mu Nianan also put a piece of meat for Mo Qinghan and put it in his bowl, and said with a smile: "The prince also tastes it." ”

"Thank you."

Mo Qinghan smiled and bowed slightly, stretched out his chopsticks to clip them, and casually said in a voice that only he and Mu Nian'an could hear:

"Miss Mu, it's better to add a fire to the stove next time."

“！！！”

One sentence made Mu Nian'an's whole heart twitch, and he looked at Mo Qinghan with a shocked expression.

(Mu Nian'an: Damn, he knows about it, do you want to knife him?) ）

(Juice: Damn, the babies still don't give me a five-star review, do you want to knife you?) ）