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Chapter 1119 Chu Xiyou ¡°pursues¡± Mu Qingyan
Mu Qingyan felt warm in her heart, and her face was a little sad: "Mom did something wrong before, and I didn't dare to tell your father."
Mo Zhitong thought for a while and said: "Grandpa Zeng said that it is not terrible to do something wrong. If you know your mistakes and correct them, you will be a good boy."
After a pause, he asked: "Is mom afraid that dad won't forgive you?"
"Yes." Mu Qingyan nodded, thinking of the past, she put her fingertips on the armrest of the sofa slightly hard, and her nails were all white: "That's why mom hid it, and tried very hard to make up for it. "
"What's going on?" Mo Zhitong asked cautiously.
Mu Qingyan shook her head: "Mom can't tell you."
Mo Zhitong nodded, knowing that it must be a serious matter, otherwise her mother would not be like this.
Because he didn¡¯t know what the matter was, he couldn¡¯t give any advice at the moment. After being silent for a long time, he said, ¡°Mom, Tangtang is my sister¡¯s business. Let¡¯s not tell dad yet.¡±
Recalling the way her father treated Tangtang, Mo Zhitong knew that her father still didn't know that Tangtang was his biological daughter.
Mu Qingyan was stunned for a moment: "Why?"
She thought Tongtong would definitely tell Mo Yuchen.
Mo Zhitong didn¡¯t explain, but just said: ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about it yet.¡±
Seeing this, Mu Qingyan smiled: "Okay."
That night, Mo Zhitong did not go back to his children's room to sleep. Instead, he and his sister slept on the same bed as their mother.
After two years, Mo Zhitong felt her mother's warm embrace again, and Mo Zhitong slept particularly soundly.
Mu Qingyan hugged her son, patted him on the back and coaxed him, and then from time to time covered Tangtang with the quilt that she had kicked off. Looking at her two children, her tired and fragile heart seemed to become stronger again.
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It was already early in the morning when Mo Yuchen finished socializing. When he got home, he originally wanted to go to her room and take a look.
But halfway through, he stopped, feeling that it was too late, and didn't want to bother her, so he simply walked past her room and went back to the bedroom.
Early in the morning, after Mo Yuchen washed up, he went to Mu Qingyan¡¯s room.
When he opened the door, he saw the two children beside the woman, and a look of deep surprise flashed in his eyes.
Tongtong actually sleeps here?
Mu Qingyan kept looking at her child and went to bed very late. At this time, she was sleeping soundly and did not know that Mo Yuchen appeared in the room.
On the other hand, Tongtong opened her eyes drowsily, as if she was sensing something. When she met her father's gaze, she suddenly woke up.
"Daddy." His little voice was a little hoarse and soft and waxy.
After saying that, Mo Zhitong raised his upper body from the bed and changed from lying down to sitting up. He looked at his mother and Tangtang beside him and thought of what happened last night.
Mo Yuchen came over and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"
Mo Zhitong looked up at him and explained, "I wanted to play with Tangtang last night, but when I got tired from playing, I accidentally fell asleep here."
Mo Yuchen couldn't help but curl his lips: "Do you like Tangtang so much?"
"Well, Tangtang is very cute, doesn't daddy like it?"
Mo Yuchen looked at Tangtang. Because she didn't have a pacifier in her mouth, she was unconsciously licking her fingers. Her legs were spread wide apart, and she was sleeping in a very majestic posture.
"I like it." Mo Yuchen replied, then picked up the small blanket on the side and covered Tangtang's belly.
When Mo Zhitong heard this answer, she pursed her lips happily.
Without disturbing mother and daughter, Mo Zhitong stood up from the bed, let his father pick him up and quietly walked out of the room.
The two of them went downstairs and were surprised to find that Chu Xiyou had woken up early for the first time and was working in the kitchen without knowing what he was doing.
This sound is really loud and noisy.
Mo Yuchen walked over leisurely, looked at Chu Xiyou's strange back in an apron, and warned: "If you blow up my house, I will blow up your hospital."
Chu Xiyou waved his hand: "No, no."
Then he threw the dish into the hot oil pan. There were a lot of water droplets on the dish, and the oil splashed everywhere in an instant, and then he heard Chu Xiyou's scream.
Mo Yuchen frowned, then stepped forward, turned off the fire, and looked at him: "What on earth do you want to do? Won't you let the chef cook what you want to eat?"
"You don't understand, please leave me alone." Chu Xiyou looked unspeakable, then drove Mo Yuchen out of the kitchen, and he was fighting with the splashing oil inside.
When Mo Yuchen saw this, he didn't bother to find out what was wrong with him, and he and Tongtong ate at the table where breakfast was already laid out.
After a long time, Mu Qingyan came down with Tangtang in her arms.
This is the first time she has gone downstairs so neatly, without makeup.
Now that Tongtong has seen through it, she doesn¡¯t need to continue putting on makeup, and she feels much more relaxed.
Mo Yuchen glanced at her and immediately noticed the change in her, and asked lightly: "No more makeup?"
Mu Qingyan glanced at him and whispered: "I can't melt anymore, I'm tired."
She put Tangtang into the child's chair, then looked at the breakfast on the table, and then glanced at Tangtang, who still looked sleepy, planning to eat something by herself first, and then wake Tangtang up to feed her when it was almost done.
"Tongtong, do you want to eat this?" The custard buns she had on hand happened to be Tongtong's favorite, but she saw that they were not on Tongtong's plate.
Mo Zhitong glanced at it, nodded and said obediently, "Okay."
Mu Qingyan used serving chopsticks to pick up two custard buns for him, and then added some milk to his cup.
Seeing Tongtong holding the cup and drinking milk, Mu Qingyan's eyes filled with tenderness.
When Mo Yuchen saw how meticulously Mu Qingyan took care of Tongtong for breakfast, he didn't pay much attention. After all, this was their child, and he would have no objection if she didn't care.
After finishing all this, Mu Qingyan sat back on the chair and was about to choose breakfast for herself when Chu Xiyou suddenly hurried out of the kitchen and shouted: "Don't move, don't move, you eat this!"
As he spoke, he placed a bowl and a plate in front of Mu Qingyan.
Mu Qingyan looked at what suddenly appeared in front of her, and looked at Chu Xiyou in confusion.
This strange behavior also attracted the attention of Mo Yuchen and Mo Zhitong.
"What are you doing?" Mu Qingyan asked Chu Xiyou.
"Here you eat, I made it specially for you." Chu Xiyou pointed at the thing in front of her and said.
Mu Qingyan looked at the things inside.
The bowl was normal, it was white fungus and lotus seed porridge, and the plate was a plate of stir-fried vegetables.
It looks pretty good, but it¡¯s early in the morning and looks so oily.
The only thing Mu Qingyan could think of was that Chu Xiyou was crazy and wanted to poison her.
"Why are you making food for me?" She didn't move her chopsticks and looked at him.
Chu Xiyou hesitated for a moment and glanced at Lao San. Mo Yuchen also looked at him, obviously waiting for his answer.
He was silent for a few seconds and then said: "I just think you are too tired all day long, and there is nothing I can do for you, so I will make you breakfast."
Mu Qingyan asked calmly: "Why do you want to do something for me?"
Chu Xiyou didn¡¯t answer, but handed the chopsticks to her hand: ¡°Try it first, it¡¯s very delicious. Everyone who has eaten it says it¡¯s delicious.¡±
This is the only dish he knows how to cook. He has practiced it a hundred times and it tastes really good. Although the cooking process seems awkward, he is confident that she will like it after eating it.
He also tasted it before coming out.
Mu Qingyan looked at the plate of food. It smelled delicious, but she didn't like eating anything too oily in the morning, and this looked very oily.
After a while, Mu Qingyan picked up the bowl of porridge, took a sip, then put it down and said perfunctorily: "It tastes good. You are good at cooking."
Chu Xi was humorous and looked at a small pot on the dining table.
There is also white fungus and lotus seed porridge in it, and it¡¯s no different from what¡¯s in the bowl. It¡¯s what he made up, and it¡¯s not made by him to go with the dishes.
Mu Qingyan felt that Chu Xiyou was not stupid enough to poison her in public, so she changed her mind and asked: "What is the reason for this breakfast? Do you need my help?"
"Why, this is love breakfast." Facing the strange looks from the previous table, Chu Xiyou said calmly: "I carefully thought about what Grandpa Mo said that day, and I feel that you and I are quite destined. Comparing all aspects They are all quite suitable, so I think"
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