A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 200 I don't have a mother

"Aunt Qili, Aunt Qili." Tongtong stretched out his small hand and waved it lightly in front of her eyes, "Aunt Qili, do you also think Nian Nian is handsome, that's why you lost your mind."

Gu Qili hastily parted his lips and smiled: "I'll make you a finger cake, so you don't need tableware."

Just as Gu Qili was about to get up, Mu Qinian suddenly pointed to the white porcelain spoon on the plate, and looked at her with big black eyes: "Did you use this before?"

"Yeah." Gu Qili was about to put away the fried rice when he said that, a chubby hand suddenly grabbed the spoon, took the plate away, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and ate big mouthfuls.

Gu Qili felt that she had developed a heart of steel over the years, but when she saw this little cute creature eating, she thought of the first time Mu Shuoqian used her lunch box and spoon in the school cafeteria.

He has such a serious obsession with cleanliness that his assistant always carries the bowls and chopsticks when he goes out. When the assistant is not around, she always has his tableware in her bag. He hates everyone but her.

He drank soup with her spoon, he drank milk tea with a straw she bit into, he ate half-eaten apples...

Gu Qili realized what she was thinking, and hastily shook her head vigorously. She said that she and him were incompatible. After his death, they were already irreconcilable. She only had strong hatred for him. meaning.

When Gu Qili was distracted, Mu Qinian had already eaten a large plate of fried rice. He was really hungry, gobbled it up too fast, and there were still a few rice grains hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The sound of the spoon hitting the plate made Gu Qili withdraw from her memories. Seeing Mu Qinian eating the rice with a face all over her face, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to carefully remove the rice grains for him.

Mu Qinian's small body trembled, and she raised her big black eyes to look at her. The corners of her mouth were bent, and her voice was soft and messy: "Eat slowly, eating too fast will affect digestion."

Mu Qinian lowered his head again, and continued to grill rice, but the lines in his eyes fluctuated slightly.

From childhood to adulthood, except for Yu Bo who was always nagging in his ear, no woman has ever cared about her like this. This feeling is very strange, like wearing a blanket in winter, like eating your favorite food. The lollipops are like when you open the pig's knuckle rice, it is full of pig's knuckles without soybeans.

"Aunt Qili, I'm full." Tongtong put the plate on the tea table and patted his round belly.

"I'm full too." Mu Qinian jumped off the sofa with the plate in his hand, and walked straight to the kitchen.

Gu Qili didn't know what he wanted to do, so he followed him, and saw that he put the plate in the sink, because the sink was too high, he had to take a small bench and step on it to turn on the faucet.

He was cleaning the dishes himself.

"I'll just do the brushing." Gu Qili hastily strode over.

She lowered her head and rejected her: "My father said that you have to do your own things yourself, which is called strength."

Can you do it?

Gu Qili corrected him with a smile: "It's what you can do, not what you can do."

"Then I said that I can do it, don't you understand?"

Gu Qili: "..."

What he said made sense, but she was speechless.

At this time, she suddenly remembered that she had an appointment to discuss investment tonight. Although the dinner was important, she couldn't leave these two little ones here alone. After thinking about it, she still called the investor. The other party was unexpectedly not angry, and discussed with her to change the date to Friday.

Putting down the phone, Gu Qili saw that Tongtong had fallen asleep on the sofa, she hurried over and carried her to the bedroom, took off her coat and put her under the bed, fearing that she would sleep and be afraid of the dark, she put a small lamp beside the bed The desk lamp was switched on.

After she finished all this work, she met Mu Qinian's dark gaze as soon as she turned her head. She was in a daze, and felt that this gaze was so familiar that it was imprinted in her bones. He just stared at her quietly, but it brought her a burst of pain Invisible pressure, he is still so young, how could he have such a strong aura.

"Are you always so gentle to everyone?" Mu Qinian opened his mouth suddenly, and before Gu Qili could answer, he pouted and walked away. Gu Qili chased him out, and he was already in another bedroom He closed the door and slammed it loudly on purpose.

Gu Qili patted on the door, somewhat confused about this little guy.

"Niannian, you open the door, and your schoolbag is still outside!" Gu Qili went to pick up his big schoolbag, and after weighing the weight, she was secretly dumbfounded. Are children's schoolwork burdens so heavy now?

There was no sound in the room, so she knocked on the door a few more times: "Niannian."

"I'm not called Niannian?" The door slammed open, Gu Qili was stunned, "My name is Niannian, four times is not two, don't always call it wrong, it is very impolite to call someone else's name wrong of."

He pouted, and stretched out his hand to take the schoolbag she handed over. He didn't connect his hands properly, and the schoolbag fell to the ground with a slamming sound. The zipper was not tightened, and a document fell out of it.

"I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to."

Mu Qinian stared at the fluffy head in front of her. Her hair was black and smooth, not like her father's hair. It was hard, short, and very piercing.

Suddenly I want to reach out and touch it.

When Mu Qinian was thinking this way, he stretched out his hand.

Gu Qili felt a small hand on his head,

Gu Qili had no choice but to look through the books that fell out, trying to find some information about him from them. If he disappeared without a word, his family members didn't know what would happen.

As soon as she opened a book, she asked in surprise, "Are you going to participate in a speech contest?"

Mu Qinian, who was about to climb onto the bed, was taken aback, turned his head and asked, "How do you know?"

Gu Qili picked up the information in his hand: "You can tell by looking at the content. Do you learn French?"

"You can speak French?" The little guy opened his eyes wide, and his curiosity about her increased a bit.

"know a little."

"The day after tomorrow I will participate in the Australian City Children's French Speech Competition."

"Then how are you preparing?"

Mu Qinian shook his head, today he took 100 yuan and secretly dumped Yu Bo and ran away from home. As soon as he went out, he wanted to eat Li Ji's pork knuckle rice, so he hailed a taxi, and when he arrived at Li Ji, he said After leaving 65 yuan, he handed 100 yuan to the driver, and the driver gave him 35 yuan. He went to Liji to buy pork knuckle rice, and when he came out, there were only five yuan left.

He thought that one hundred was an astronomical figure, and that 100 yuan should be enough for him to spend until his father returned from country F, but who could tell him why he only took a taxi once and bought a meal with only five yuan left over?

In the end, the five dollars turned into five lollipops.

So, the penniless Mu Qinian met Gu Qili while sitting in the small park.

He ran wildly outside all day, how could he prepare for the speech contest, and he had already made up his mind that he would not try his best in this competition, he did not want to be the first.

Because, every time he got the first place, his father would take his report card and certificate and say "good" and then leave, but he wanted to talk to him for a while, even if it was to scold him, So, he purposely took the last place in the training class. If he doesn't take the first place this time, will Dad take the initiative to talk to him again?

"If you don't mind, I'll tutor you." Gu Qili looked at him softly.

Mu Qinian didn't want to practice hard, but when he saw her squatting there looking at him expectantly, he still curled his lips: "I'm very good, can you do it?"

Gu Qili stood up with a smile, went to the bed and sat beside him: "We encourage each other."

"What does co-sleeping mean? Sleeping together?" Mu Qinian blinked his big black eyes, and his ears were a little red, which was a sign of shyness, just like a certain man, he has a thick skin, but occasionally he is shy When he was ashamed, his ears turned red.

Gu Qili found that because of the arrival of this child, she thought of Mu Shuoqian frequently in her mind. She was a little annoyed at her disappointment, but because of the presence of the child, she couldn't give herself a cold face.

Gu Qili: "...."

Gu Qili really didn't know how to deal with this problem, so he had to flip through his notebook: "Let's practice together."

"Is your name Qili? What are the two characters?" Mu Qinian's thoughts were not on the books at all.

"Seven in seven days, miles in kilometers, what about you?"

Mu Qinian originally wanted to say his full name, but he felt that her name was both two characters, so he didn't want to add one more character, otherwise it would not match well.

"Pray, pray, pray, miss, not two voices."

It turned out to be Nian Nian, not Nian Nian. She misses Nian Nian so much that she puts on a label. If Nian Nian is still alive, she should be as old as Nian Nian.

Gu Qili had a sore nose and rubbed it with his fingers: "Come on, read it first, if there is any inaccurate pronunciation, I will correct it."

"Ali, Ari? Can I call you Ari? I like Ari."

She responded to his request with a very warm smile: "You can call him whatever you like."

Mu Qinian climbed down from the bed and took a few questions that Bruno had prepared for him.

"Did your French teacher choose this for you?"

"Ah."

"Many of the participating children should have prepared this kind of fairy tale. Do you want to come up with a new topic?"

"What subject?"

"For example, my father, my mother, this kind of story about parent-child relationship."

Mu Qinian's face suddenly sank, and he frowned displeasedly: "I don't have a mother, and I have nothing to write about my father."

(End of this chapter)