My iceberg smiled

Chapter 169

After taking a bath, the little guy lying on the bed has already fallen asleep.

Han Mochen wiped his hair with a dry towel, and there was still a trace of water droplets between the collarbones that slipped into the neckline of the pajamas and disappeared.

He looked at the little hill on the bed, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Immediately, I was taken aback again.

The boy touched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little unbelievable.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, he had laughed several times before, it was a natural expression of his own emotions.

Since when has he been able to make such an expression without any pressure.

This would never have appeared on his face before.

How many years he can not laugh, even he himself can not remember.

Now that long-lost ability seems to be gradually returning.

Thinking of Fang Ci telling him that he has an iceberg face all day long, he should learn from Little Pudding.

so……

Is this little guy teaching himself how to laugh?Still a subtle influence.

Han Mochen felt miraculous in his heart, miraculous in the secret of this little guy, miraculous in the changes her appearance brought to the Han family.

Seeing the little guy's peaceful and sweet sleeping face, Han Mochen gently turned off the light and exited the bedroom.

He took care of Han Qianxiao all day today, and did nothing else.

Now I come to the study to deal with some work and study matters.

Coincidentally, Fang Ci also brought over the drug ingredient report that was to be tested during the day.

This time, Fang Ci politely knocked on the door of Han Mochen's study before entering.

Han Mochen stopped what he was doing and looked at Fang Ci: "Is there any problem with the medicine my grandma took earlier?"

Fang Ci stroked his chin, licked his lips, and said, "At that time, I was sure that there was something wrong with this medicine, but after testing the medicine prescribed by your family doctor, there was nothing wrong with it. Those medicines can indeed help the elderly to nourish blood and nourish Qi. Adjusting the body, then this is strange, and it is completely inconsistent with what you said about Grandma Han's physical condition getting weaker and weaker in the past two years."

Han Mochen frowned deeply, then his pupils shrank, and he said, "Could it be porridge?"

Fang Ci was also taken aback: "Do you suspect that someone tampered with the porridge? It's not a problem with the medicine?"

Han Mochen was noncommittal.

Fang Ci suddenly felt creepy, and said: "If it's a problem with the kitchen, your Han family is too scary, your daily food is made in the kitchen, the rich and deep house, there are so many ghosts. "

Seeing Fang Ci's words getting more and more exaggerated, Han Mochen glared at the other party, and said coldly: "Don't forget, you are also Han's family now."

Fang Ci said "Your Han family" one after another, forgetting that he had also entered the gate of the Han family.

Now he is also the one who wants to eat a meal of Han's family. Thinking of this, Fang Ci pretended to be disgusted and said: "No, I have to spit out the meal I ate tonight, vomit~"

Just halfway through the vomiting, Han Mochen threw a copy of "Economic Law" on Fang Ci's face, making him dizzy.

Fang Ci covered his red and swollen nose from being hit by the book, stopped making noise, and returned to seriousness. He gracefully adjusted his glasses, and instantly changed into the appearance of a nobleman.

He said soothingly: "Don't worry, the breakfast, lunch and dinner we eat every day is fine. The problem may only be the medicinal porridge delivered to Grandma Han's room every day for more than two years."

In other words, except for the problematic medicinal porridge given to Mrs. Han, other foods are safe.

"Mo Chen, Grandma Han has stopped the medicinal porridge now, those people have temporarily lost their purpose, and they want to lure the snake out of the hole, maybe the medicinal porridge...will have to be boiled again." The last sentence, Fang Ci leaned in front of Han Mochen and whispered road.

(End of this chapter)