Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 218 The Attentive Little Seven

A faint ambiguity spread in the bedroom, intertwined with each other's lightness and panting.

"Stop!" After realizing what he had said, Feng Sumo blushed and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't push him away, and his exhaled voice turned into an ambiguous chant.

"Don't you want to pay back twice?" The thin lips slightly raised, and Moxiluo's eyes were full of smiles.

"Sleep." Feng Sumo didn't want to argue with him on this kind of matter, if the quarrel continued, she would undoubtedly suffer in the end.

Moxiluo withdrew his body from her, lay sideways beside her, stretched out his arms, and hugged her into his arms, and a magnetic voice sounded above her head, "Go to sleep."

The voice was not very loud, and there was a touch of gentleness in the low voice. Feng Sumo was stunned when he heard it. He raised his eyes and met his eyes.

Moxiluo slightly raised his lips, "Still, are you reluctant to sleep?"

Feng Sumo rolled his eyes at him and closed them.

Moxiluo's gaze stayed on her face for a while, looking at her soft side face, his fingertips gently slid across her delicate face, tossing and turning for a while, and then closed his eyes.

One night, sleep intimately.

When Feng Sumo woke up the next morning, Moxiluo was no longer there.

He got out of bed wearing slippers, looked around the room a few times, and walked out of the room.

"Uncle, this cake is for you. Mommy made it. It tastes like happiness." At the dining table, Feng Shuyu sat next to Moxiluo, holding a small piece of cake in her small hand, Sent to the mouth of Mexilo.

The very intimate action softened the curve of Moxiluo's cold and hard face. He glanced at her and swallowed the cake she sent gracefully.

In Feng Shuyu's concept, as long as people live in the house, they are a family. Therefore, although he is not familiar with Moxiluo, he is not unfamiliar, so it is natural to sit with him.

"This is for you too." Feng Shuyu looked at his dinner plate, and suddenly put all the carrots in it to Moxiluo's dinner plate graciously.

Feng Sumo, who was quietly watching this scene beside him, frowned slightly, walked up to Feng Shuyu a few steps, and said in a serious voice, "Xiao Qi, don't be picky eaters."

Moxiluo was still slightly moved in his heart. Hearing those words, his brows twitched, and his eyes fell on Feng Shuyu's face, "Just because you are picky eaters, you put everything on uncle's dinner plate? "

Feng Shuyu pouted her red lips slightly, looked at Moxiluo pitifully, and looked at Feng Sumo with pleading eyes, "I don't want to eat carrots..."

"If you don't eat carrots, you can change to fried eggs." Feng Sumo smiled faintly, his expression seemed to be negotiable.

"No more." Feng Shuyu changed his face when he heard that, lowered his head, and put all the carrots on Moxiluo's plate back to his plate with a knife and fork.

She would rather have some radishes than an omelette with egg yolks.

Feng Sumo watched her reaction with satisfaction, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Picking up his own breakfast, Mia was already sitting at the dining table when he walked out.

Feng Jiaye is very strict with boys. Although Feng Miya is only six years old, he has to learn a lot of things every day. He has to do some training after getting up in the morning before eating.

Moxiluo quietly watched him sitting beside him, looking at the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and the corners of his lips drew a slight arc.

It seemed that he and her children really learned well here.

(End of this chapter)