Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 722

After eating for a while, Feng Mu saw that his son was depressed, so he picked up a piece of chicken wing for him with chopsticks and put it lightly on the plate.

"Your favorite chicken wings, eat more."

Liu Niancheng made a "hum" in his nasal voice, silently picking up the food in the bowl, but didn't touch the chicken wing at all.

Feng Mu looked at him with a doting face, but a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't worry about him." Meng Lan smoothed things out with a smile, "He just has a childish temper, it's nothing serious, you eat what you eat."

After saying that, Feng Mu really didn't care about Liu Niancheng any more, he just ate the food in the bowl and praised Menglan's craftsmanship from time to time.

Poor kid Liu Niancheng sat silently aside, completely ignored by his parents like air.

He squeezed the spoon tightly with his fingers, his big dark eyes rolled around, looking at his father for a while, and his mother for a while, kicked his calf away in anger, and refused to eat.

hateful.

No wonder the children in the kindergarten are discussing after the exercise between classes. Dad is a very magical creature. Although he does nothing at home and is the one who is scolded by his mother the most, he can always use a magical way Come to make mom happy.

Especially at night... I can still hear my mother's happy laughter~
Thinking of this, Liu Niancheng immediately felt a sense of crisis in his heart, whether Feng Mu would snatch his mommy away.

Originally, he had no father's love since he was a child. If even his mother was taken away, wouldn't he become a widowed child wandering on the street?

After eating in the evening, Meng Lan was still in a happy mood, so she started to clear the dining table.

"I'll help you." Feng Mu also stood up, carrying the dishes and walking towards the kitchen with her.

Meng Lan didn't open her mouth to refuse, but this made Liu Niancheng's heart rang an alarm, and she walked towards the kitchen with hands and feet, lying on the door, listening to the movement inside.

After Menglan washed the dishes halfway, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, flipped through a few photos for Feng Mu to see,

"Yeah, Niancheng was very naughty when he was young. When he was three years old, he went to pick grapes at Granny Huang's house, but was bitten by a little teddy on the ass. Get behind me."

Listening to Menglan revealing her embarrassment, Liu Niancheng's little face turned red with a "rub".

He subconsciously raised his hand and stroked his butt, a trace of panic could be seen in his pupils.

How can Mommy tell his embarrassing things, hmph, he doesn't want to lose face~
"Really?" Feng Mu approached Menglan, and the distance was gradually drawn closer, as if he was kissing her, "Unfortunately, I didn't get to participate in his childhood."

Meng Lan found a few more photos and handed them to Feng Mu. Immediately, she smiled extremely gently,
"Children don't care too much, now that Niancheng has slowly accepted you, you just need to get in touch with him more.

By the way, he still has many interesting things. If you stay today, I will tell you slowly. "

"Okay." Feng Mu's usually serious and handsome face showed a touch of tenderness, "Listen carefully."

And Liu Niancheng, who was standing at the door, was surprised when he heard that Feng Mu would stay overnight.

what? !

When did Mommy get so close to him?
Thinking of this, he snorted angrily.

Damn it, why did you come to Yuncheng just to take care of their mother and son?
Isn't it obvious that his goal is to capture Menglan.

He will never let Feng Mu succeed!
After Meng Lan and Feng Mu cleaned up the kitchen, they returned to the living room and came to Liu Niancheng's side.

The little guy was concentrating on building the castle on the coffee table, his brows were wrinkled, as if he had encountered some problem, and he was staring at the pile of building blocks in front of him.

Meng Lan walked over and patted her son on the shoulder,

"Baby, it's time for us to take a bath. You have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."

Liu Niancheng shook his head vigorously, and explained in a deep voice, "Mommy, you can't give up halfway. I must build this castle today."

Menglan was well aware of her son's stubborn temper, so she didn't stop her, so she smiled and said,

"Well, how about Mommy helping you?"

"Mummy, save yourself!" Liu Niancheng stretched out his finger and shook it gently in front of her, "With your IQ, you can learn it~"

"..." Meng Lan's head was full of black lines.

Too bad, she was rejected by her own son!
Feng Mu sat on the sofa behind her, frowning frivolously, and laughed happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Meng Lan turned her head and glared at him angrily, "If you have the ability, you can build this building block."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Mu bowed, picked out a block from the pile of building blocks under their feet, and gently inserted it into the castle.

Originally, the shape of the small castle was shaky and unstable.

But Feng Mu, a building block inserted suddenly, has stabilized the foundation of the entire castle, which is amazing.

"Wow!" Liu Niancheng clapped his hands excitedly after looking at the map for a while, "You are amazing. It turned out to be built like this, and I learned it."

Seeing her son's adoring face, Meng Lan curled her lips unconvinced.

Not just building blocks.

As for being so happy~
"Okay, Xiao Niancheng." Meng Lan stretched out her hand and hugged Liu Niancheng into her arms, and asked him softly, "You should play what you should play, now you can take a bath with me."

"Okay." Liu Niancheng buried his head in her neck, suddenly, he showed a sly smile, "Mum, I don't want you to wash it today, I want him to help me~"

After saying that, Liu Niancheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Feng Mu.

"Niancheng, you were very dishonest in the shower, so let Mommy wash it for you and let him sleep with you, okay?" After listening, Meng Lan frowned tightly, not very supportive.

"I don't want it!" Liu Niancheng said in a stubborn tone, "Mommy, I'm already five years old, and now I'm a little man. The teacher said that girls shouldn't see it easily!"

After listening, Meng Lan's eyes widened, she was shocked.

When did my son want to save face so much?

Feng Mu looked a little funny at the side, he stepped forward, hugged Liu Niancheng into his arms, and reminded with a smile,
"Let me do it, it shouldn't be difficult to take a bath."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Niancheng stretched out his small arms and hugged Feng Mu's neck tightly.

Seeing the father and son going to the bathroom in good terms, Menglan felt inexplicably depressed, and couldn't help thinking to herself: This little boy has no heart, and her mother has worked so hard to raise him, so it's not as good as Feng Mu has been here for the past few days? !

Meng Lan deliberately didn't help in the bathroom, but tidied up the toys on the coffee table in the living room.

After a while, she heard a "crackling" sound coming from the bathroom, as if realizing something, she quickly stepped forward and rushed in.

(End of this chapter)