Young Master, did you fall off your horse today?

Chapter 169 Miss Yuyan sent an invitation

Chapter 169 Miss Yuyan sent an invitation

"And the baby can't eat yet."

For a moment, Jun Baobao felt that he was wronged.

He silently nodded his little hand, turned on the record function in his system, and ordered a song for himself.

So, when Su Qiao and Jun Mochen were very close and affectionate, they buried their heads in eating.

Suddenly, a miserable singing sounded from the dining table.

"Little cabbage--the ground yellow--two or three years old--no mother--"

The corners of Su Qiao's lips twitched, her face turned pale.

"Little cute baby!"

It's still going on over there, and now it's a changed version.

"Baby Jun - I have a mother - but my mother only wants a wild man -"

Su Qiao was unable to support her forehead, and carried him over so that the little Mengbao could snuggle into her arms.

With the other hand, he scooped up a spoonful of fish ball soup with a spoon and put it on the tip of his nose for him to smell.

"The soup made by the baby is delicious, you can smell it."

The miserable singing stopped in summer, Jun Baobao pouted and lay in Su Qiao's arms like a puppy.

"Mommy is bad, knowing that the baby can't eat."

"Come on, smell it, Mommy will take a sip."

Saying that, Su Qiao kissed him hard on the cheek.

Little Mengbao's eyes lit up immediately, and he leaned towards the other side of his face as if offering a treasure.

"Here here."

"Patta—" Su Qiao then kissed again.

Xiaomengbao was delighted, proudly holding his head up to demonstrate to the man opposite.

"I can make Mommy hold me in my arms and kiss me, can you, can you?"

"childish!"

Jun Mochen snorted, turned around and went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

Through the glass of the kitchen, he couldn't help but look back at the big and small hugging each other intimately.

Su Qiao held Baby Jun in her arms like a baby, smiling like a crescent moon with her clear eyes.

Shining like a star.

This robot baby is the right one.Jun Mochen himself didn't realize that there was a rare warmth in his cold eyes.

The corners of the lips are rising slightly unconsciously.

Just as he was about to go back after serving the meal, the phone in his arms vibrated.

He found a corner, took out Jun Shao's cell phone calmly, and secretly looked at it.

It was a text message from Li Feng asking for his opinion.

"Master Jun, Ms. Yuyan sent an invitation, asking you to go to Vienna to attend her concert in half a month."

Jun Mochen was silent for a while, and quickly sent a text message.

"Check to see if it's her birthday. If it's her birthday, please help me arrange a trip to Vienna, and I'll cancel all my itineraries that day."

"Understood, young master, are you going to celebrate Miss Yuyan's birthday specially? Do you need me to arrange her birthday gift for you?"

Jun Baobao's happy "giggle" laughter came from outside the kitchen, and Jun Mochen didn't have time to send text messages.

He quickly typed, "Yes, you can arrange the birthday present on your behalf."

Then put the phone away and walked out.

After dinner, Su Qiao immediately carried the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen and started to wash them.

And unceremoniously threw the bowl cloth into Jun Mochen's hands.

"Baby cooks, let's rinse the bowl!"

"Little wolf dog, you won't flood the kitchen again if you rinse a bowl!"

The corners of Jun Mochen's lips twitched, wanting to tell her that he had really never done the work that these servants did since he was a child.

But of course he wisely chose not to say anything, obediently took the bowl over, put on his gloves, and looked at the greasy bowl in a sink with disgust.

Then he was disgusted and made fun of it.

"Mummy Mommy!"

In the dining room, Jun Baobao's milky cry was heard again.

"Come on, Mommy, your name is on TV!"

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The fourth watch is over~~~~ Are these chapters very sweet?

(End of this chapter)

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