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With one word from Mo Shuang, the family became completely quiet.
Yi Qing upstairs looked away, and Mo Qinwen sitting opposite stopped eating and put down her chopsticks. Zhuo Weilan turned her head at a loss and stared at the person with wide eyes, so shocked that she could not speak.
Everyone¡¯s eyes were on her, but Mo Shuang didn¡¯t care. He calmly held his wife¡¯s hand, glanced at Mo Qinwen sideways, and ended with a arrogant word.
"snort."
¡What are you humming about?
Zhuo Weilan couldn¡¯t laugh or cry, and realized deeply that the soft bear pajamas brought Mo Shuang not only natural cuteness, but also water that entered her brain.
She could save some face for her wife and complained secretly in her heart. Mo Qinwen was at an impulsive age and would not restrain herself at all. She put a look of disdain on her face and said, "She is really stupid."
Mo Shuang took back the chicken leg meat.
"Who cares?" Mo Qinwen couldn't hide her words and murmured in a low voice. She took a bag and picked out a fried dumpling with three fresh fillings, two pairs of chicken wings, a medium-sized drink, a large portion of fried noodles with shredded pork and cheese cheese cake. Feeling safe, I turned around and ran upstairs.
Zhuo Weilan was dumbfounded. Mo Shuang did not object and shrugged, "Yi Qing ordered it anyway."
Mo Qinwen paused for a moment, then walked quickly again. When she passed by Yi Qing, she slowed down and took a second look, and she clenched her fingers tighter on the takeout bag.
"You're welcome." Yi Qing said.
Mo Qinwen felt at ease and walked in with a bag of food.
"Huh." Regardless of the process, Zhuo Weilan felt that Mo Qinwen's willingness to eat was a good result. He patted his chest and relaxed, "As long as Qinwen is willing to eat."
Mo Shuang gently advised, ¡°You want to eat too.¡±
"I'm almost full. Just have another cake Yi Qing, there are still cakes here. You can choose first." Zhuo Weilan saw that the cake bag was a little empty and decided to collect it for Mo Qinwen who was wantonly grabbing the food. end.
Yi Qing shook her head, "I won't eat it."
"Huh?" Zhuo Weilan felt embarrassed, "How about I order another cheesecake?"
Yi Qing got up and went downstairs, walked up to her and explained, "I ordered it for Mo Qinwen."
Zhuo Weilan was stunned, and then felt warm in his heart, "You"
"My mission is to ensure Mo Qinwen's life safety." Yi Qing said the rest in a deep voice, "If she commits suicide or starves to death, my mission will be considered a failure. I must pay more attention."
""
Zhuo Weilan took back the emotion and felt a little panicked. Without frowning, he was fed a strawberry. When he bit it, the juice burst out. He tasted the sweetness with just the right slight acidity and felt that all his worries were melted away. In this delicious taste.
She swallowed it, turned to Mo Shuang and said, "Thank you."
"No need." Mo Shuang smiled so hard that her eyes bent, showing a cute curve like the bear ears on her head.
My wife has become so cute Zhuo Weilan thought to herself, raising the corners of her mouth involuntarily, completely forgetting who she was talking to and what she was talking about before, and raised her hand to pinch Mo Shuang's cheek.
"Mo Qinwen's mood has stabilized. Please pay more attention. I'm leaving and will take her to school tomorrow." Yi Qing ruthlessly interrupted their affectionate look at each other.
Zhuo Weilan came back to his senses and scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Oh, okay."
"Goodbye." Yi Qing said, "Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo."
""
Zhuo Weilan could no longer maintain her polite smile.
"Goodbye." Mo Shuang answered on his behalf.
Zhuo Weilan watched Yi Qing go away, feeling inexplicably that "the nanny left, leaving the children like them to play by themselves", gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "No, I have to act like a parent! If you don¡¯t want to eat, I¡¯ll call Teacher Lin to talk to you.¡±
"Wei Lan." Mo Shuang persuaded patiently, "It's time to eat now. Can you eat the cake first and then bake it?"
"I'm not hungry!" Zhuo Weilan stood up quickly, standing upright to show his energy.
"Teacher Lin may be eating."
"" Zhuo Weilan was speechless, suddenly wilted, and sat back on the sofa obediently.
Mo Shuang smiled with satisfaction and wanted to feed her cake again.
"I'll eat it myself." Zhuo Weilan grabbed the cake and the fork and used the topic as an excuse, "Don't show affection in front of Mo Qinwen in the future. She is still young and will be misled by us."
"What's misleading?"
Zhuo Weilan licksbsp;Zhuo Weilan smiled, stopped pretending, and accompanied Mo Shuang to do other examinations. There was no blood or needles, so she couldn't be timid anymore. When the breakfast in the hospital was unpalatable, she took out the packed sandwiches and hot milk, "Hey, I asked Aunt Fang to make them yesterday."
Mo Shuang took it, took a bite and said it was delicious, without wiping off the sauce from the corner of her mouth.
"Stupid." Zhuo Weilan picked up a tissue and helped wipe it.
Mo Shuang didn¡¯t mind and just stayed there.
Zhuo Weilan was so soft-hearted that she took a mouthful of fruit and then saw Mo Shuang laughing with her own eyes. She looked a little silly. She was amused, but also a little regretful - Mo Shuang acted cute and pretended to be stupid, so she had the chance to be strong and take care of others.
She was thinking blindly, trying to make herself more capable, picking out the tomatoes that Mo Shuang liked to eat in the salad, and pouring out a little milk to let the temperature dissipate faster so as not to burn her mouth. She didn't even notice that there was an uninvited guest at the door.
Mo Shuang put down the thermos cup and let the metal hit the solid table with a bang.
"Huh?" Zhuo Weilan looked over and saw Mother Mo standing awkwardly at the door. She was stunned, unable to hold the fork steady, and the plastic box containing the salad made a muffled sound.
Mother Mo pretended not to see their expressions, smiled and said, "Good morning."
Zhuo Weilan put down the salad at a loss and subconsciously looked in Mo Shuang's direction.
Mo Shuang lowered his head and held her hand tightly under the table. His voice was thin and trembling so that only she could hear it.
"Weilan, protect me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com