Chapter 11 011: Focus (5)

"Brat, are you mother and I so helpless?" Mai Qiqi was about to stretch out his hand to flick his forehead again, but the little bun had already moved away from her.

"So you offended Aunt Wang? She won't handle your case?" Little Baozi couldn't think of anything else.

"You can't think in a good way? Besides, Wang Manli can't control me." Mai Qiqi looked at her son helplessly. Does she have such a bad image in his heart?

"Could it be that you've been promoted?" Xiao Baozi thought about it, then he dismissed the idea, shook his head and said, "Impossible, you are the only one who can still be promoted?"

Mai Qiqi wanted to stretch out her hand to flick his forehead, but she finally resisted it, and she was also worried that if she continued to hit him, she would make the boy stupid.

Seeing Xiao Baozi staring at her suspiciously, Mai Qiqi told Xiao Baozi the ins and outs of the matter one by one.

After listening to this, Xiao Baozi stared at Mai Qiqi for a long time, and said, "Mom, are you going to fish for golden turtles?"

Mai Qiqi was taken aback when she heard the words, then the corners of her mouth twitched twice, and she rolled her eyes silently looking up at the sky at [-] degrees.

"Xi Muchen is a business elite, can you catch it?" Xiao Baozi looked at Mai Qiqi suspiciously and made another stab, "If you look like this and you are lazy like that, he will fall in love with you only when he is blind."

Hearing this, Mai Qiqi stretched out her hand and patted her son's forehead, and said, "Stinky boy, I'm your real mother, can you hurt your real mother so much?"

If she hadn't watched the doctor cut open her stomach with her own eyes, took this brat out of her stomach, and stayed by her side all the time; otherwise, she really suspected that she hugged this brat by mistake. back.

But, this kid's mouth is also damaged.

"Oh, mom, you still have such a little oily bottle like me, people look down on you even more." Little Baozi felt that everything he said was reasonable.

"Boy, that's my mother's job." Mai Qiqi needed to correct it, so he couldn't let Xiao Baozi think about it anymore.

"Then why are you tangled up? Just treat her like a dead body." The little bun looked at her tangled face and kindly reminded her.

"Xi Muchen was really scary when he stood alive in front of me. He could still talk when he was dead, but your mother and I were scared to death on the spot." Mai Qiqi couldn't keep up with Little Baozi's thinking.

The dead can talk, isn't it a fraud?
Then she would rather face the real Xi Muchen.

"Mom, aren't we going home?" Seeing that he was not heading home, Xiao Baozi asked a little puzzled.

"It's rare that it's so early, I'm so merciful to show you a small stove." Mai Qiqi reached out and touched Xiao Baozi's little head. She usually works overtime almost every day, and Xiao Baozi can only cook food at home. To be the head of the family, in fact, the child without a father is also the head of the family early.

It was rare for her to get off work so early today, so she just wanted to be extravagant and take the little buns out for a good meal.

"What to eat?" Xiao Baozi is a snack foodie, so he is very particular about eating.

When he was young, it was because he couldn't help it, and he couldn't speak, so he had to eat those unpalatable meals made by Mai Qiqi.

Later, because she had to go to work, he occasionally followed her to Granny Zhao's house for dinner.

Until he started using an induction cooker at the age of three and a half, he basically made his own food.

He never had any hope for Mai Qiqi's culinary skills.

"Red Bottle Square." Mai Qiqi said casually.

The little bun opened his mouth wide, looked at Mai Qiqi incredulously, and then stammered after a long while and asked, "Old, mom, are you a sugar daddy?"

(End of this chapter)

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