Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Through the crack of the door, Mu Wanqing could clearly see Yang Mufan's tall and stern figure, shuttling through the long and narrow kitchen.Unlike other people who enter the kitchen and take care of several pots at the same time and are in a hurry, admire Fan not only does not panic, but is organized...

Just like when he dominates and controls everything, he strategizes and is full of confidence.

Nine p.m.

After Yang Mufan put the last dish - Yang Muan's favorite fish soup on the table, he said in a low voice, "Let's eat."

Looking at the table full of delicious food with "color, fragrance and taste", Mu Wanqing really couldn't believe it: it was made by Yang Mofan.

Although this is not the first time she has seen and admired Fan's superb cooking skills.

It is simply better than the chef of a first-class restaurant.

Yang Mufan looked at Mu Wanqing and his son, both hesitating, and didn't intend to move his chopsticks, so he frowned.

He took his son's bowl by hand, scooped up the fish soup, and said, "An'an, try the fish soup made by uncle, is it as delicious as mother's?"

As he said that, he had already pushed half a bowl of fish soup in front of Yang Mu'an.

And before Yang Mu'an moved the spoon, she still didn't forget to turn her head to look at Mu Wanqing.

He has become used to eating with Yang Mufan.

But in Xi Shangyuan, all the meals are cooked by the chef in the kitchen. This is the first time he has eaten his uncle's own cooking. He instinctively wanted to ask his mother for advice.

Mu Wanqing received her son's seeking gaze, she smiled slightly, touched his little head, and said: "An An, uncle told you to eat, so you should eat obediently. Uncle cooks so many dishes, it's hard work, An An wants to eat today. Eat a lot, okay?!"

"Yeah." Yang Muan nodded obediently, then grabbed the spoon, thanked Yang Mufan politely, and then took a big mouthful of fish soup to eat.

Regarding the "thank you" from his son, Yang Mufan frowned.Although it's a good thing to be polite, it's really hard for people to feel comfortable when their son is so polite to him.

But Mu Wanqing's frowning movement of Yang Mufan did not escape Mu Wanqing's eyes. She knew in her heart that Yang Mufan might be concerned that An An was too alienated from him, so she pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "An An, fish soup It’s too hot, eat slowly and let uncle feed you, okay?!”

As she said that, Mu Wanqing had already pushed the bowl of Yang Muan in front of Yang Mufan.

Mu Wanqing had to admit: this year's winter in City A was really too cold. The news media reported that it was the coldest season in a century, but she felt that this year's winter was much warmer and brighter than any other year.

The night when only the three of them had dinner was really beautiful, peaceful, and warm...

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After dinner, the snow stopped for a while, and Yang Muan clamored to go to the yard to make snow dolls.

Mu Wanqing felt that it was too cold, worried that Yang Muan would catch a cold, and refused to let Yang Muan go out, but Yang Mufan was already holding a shovel, and shouted loudly to Yang Muan: "An An, follow uncle to build a snowman."

When Yang Mu'an heard this, she was so excited that she jumped up and down and rushed out.Mu Wanqing frowned deeply, and then she shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get some clothes, An An, you wear too little, and you'll freeze to death in a while, what should I do..."