Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Yan Huan's breath stagnated.

She never thought about making Muzi Qiao change her mouth, nor did she mention it to Li mingjue.

But looking at her son full of expectations, she couldn't bear to pour cold water.

"Joe, about this..."

Halfway through her words, a pair of big hands with distinct bones stretched out from behind and accurately grasped Muzi Joe's collar.

She was light in her arms and her son was taken away.

She suddenly turned back and saw Li mingjue standing outside the door, holding mu ziqiao's ass in one hand and teasing him with bear biscuits in the other.

"Ziqiao, would you like some? Mustard bear biscuits."

Mu ziqiao's big eyes glittered, "Wow! Dongguan District Limited Edition!"

"Well, I also bought other flavors, pineapple, chocolate, vanilla..."

Yan Huan looked at the father and son in tears and laughter, "stop talking. His saliva is about to flow to the ground."

Li mingjue ignored her, but continued to induce muziqiao, "do you want it? Ziqiao?"

Mu ziqiao said without hesitation, "yes!"

"Then you call Daddy to listen?"

Mu ziqiao smiled, put his arms around his neck and shouted, "Daddy!"

"Well, good."

Li mingjue touched his head and handed the bear biscuit.

Muzi Joe couldn't wait to pick up the biscuit box, and grape looked at him with big eyes.

"Daddy, will I call Daddy more in the future? There are bear biscuits."

Li mingjue slightly picked his eyebrows, "of course."

"Long live!"

Mu ziqiao immediately called daddy and daddy.

That voice called a sweet.

So sweet that Yan Huan felt a little sour.

When her son called her, it was never so sweet.

She frowned, opened the father and son, and patted Muzi Joe's little ass.

"It's no use calling daddy. You can't eat countless bear biscuits. Also, it's too early to eat mustard at your age. Confiscate it."

Mu ziqiao looked at her wrongfully, "Mommy, this is a change gift from Daddy."

Yan Huan pulled out his forehead, looked up at the man at the door, and motioned him to say two words with his eyes.

Mu ziqiao turned back and looked at Li mingjue with tears.

"Daddy... Say something."

Li mingjue slightly hooked his lips, and a smile flashed in his black eyes.

"Your mommy is right."

Yan Huan raised her red lips and looked at her son with a smile, "your father has spoken and still doesn't let go?"

Mu ziqiao pouted and reluctantly released his hand, "hum, the new daddy doesn't hurt me at all!"

Li mingjue said with a light smile, "mustard can't be eaten, but the others are OK. They're all in your room."

Mu ziqiao's face suddenly cleared up, "Hey, daddy is the best!"

Looking at the back of her son who couldn't wait to leave, Yan Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Before, she seriously doubted Li mingjue's ability to take the baby and mocked him. Now it's her turn.

She looked at the man angrily, "I'll educate my son in the future. You're not allowed to make peace on one side!"

"OK."

The man's low smiling voice was almost spoiled and gentle, which somehow soothed her heart.

She looked up at the man coming, and her heart gradually warmed up.

Li mingjue walked up to her, and his cold fingers brushed her slightly wet corners of her eyes.

"Who made you cry?"

Yan Huan trembled and said with a smile, "this is the tears of happiness."

He whispered, "didn't you lie to me?"

Yan Huan tiptoed around his neck and buried himself in his chest. "Why should I lie to you?"

She is rarely coquettish with him, and she doesn't know whether she has mastered the scale.

All he knew was that the man seemed to laugh, then he clasped her waist with his backhand, turned and pressed her against the wall.

Yan Huan looked at Junyan, who was close at hand. He was afraid that he would continue to ask her about her crying.

"Huan'er."

The low and clear voice made her delicate body tremble.

"Hmm..." she answered with a guilty heart and dared not look into his eyes.

"Ziqiao has changed his mouth. When are you going to change your mouth?"

"Ah?"

Yan Huan stared at him blankly.

His cheeks turned red when he understood what he meant.

"I... can't say it."

When she finished, the big hand on her waist tightened again.

She had to look up at the man. When she found the displeasure on his face, she licked her lips.

"Why don't you... Talk about it later?"

When a man purses his lips, his unhappiness becomes thicker.

"Don't you want to cry?"

"It's not..." she just felt embarrassed.

"Then why do you have to call later?"

Yan Huan was so blocked by him that he bit his lip and said, "OK, OK, I'm calling now, old..."

"Huanhuan."

The door was pushed open and Jolin came in.

The three looked at each other. Jolin was stunned for three seconds and closed the door with a red face.

"Sorry, you two go on."

Yan Huan looked at Li Ming Jue and hugged him tightly. He wanted to cry and beat him with a fist without tears.

"Don't let go! Let others see it and think we're announcing in the daytime..."

"What?"

Yan Huan blushed. "Let go! Or I'll turn my face."

His black eyes narrowed. While he gave up, he bowed his head and held the red lips in his sight.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

After Yan Huan shouted, the man withdrew as he wished.

She stared shyly at the man and turned out of the room.

The food is ready.

As soon as Yan Huan and Li Ming Jue came out, they collectively received the gossip line of sight of Qin Fengjiao and others.

"Mommy, why is your mouth swollen?"

As soon as Muzi Qiao asked about the exit, Qiao Lin covered his mouth. "Qiao Qiao is good. Let's try the fish made by your aunt Qin."

Yan Huan stared at the man beside her.

He definitely did it on purpose!

I have to bite her before I go out!

She sat between Qiao Lin and Qin Fengming angrily and refused to sit with him.

Who ever thought that Qin Fengming got up as soon as she sat down.

Yan Huan stared at him.

She's not a devil. Is he hiding so obvious?

Qin Fengming said coldly, "President Li, I still have official business, so I won't eat here."

Li mingjue gave a faint hum and went to Yan Huan to sit down.

Qin Fengming looks at Yan Huan and raises his feet to leave.

Yan Huan has always been unpopular with Qin Fengming. She has long been used to it. Instead, she stares at the Li mingjue beside her.

"Look at how scared you are. You have to perform official duties at night."

"He has responsibilities. I'm not his boss. It's hard to evaluate."

Yan Huan pouted red lips. If she hadn't known Yining's identity, she would have been fooled by him.

Li mingjue put a piece of fish in her bowl, "eat fish."

Yan Huan replied, "I can clip it myself."

Li Ming Jue said, as if against her, and put a piece of spare ribs in her bowl.

Yan Huan pouted and put the ribs back into his bowl.

"Too tired."

When she finished, she suddenly remembered that Qin Fengjiao did it.

Busy lift eyes to see Qin Fengjiao, "elder sister, I don't mean that."

Qin Fengjiao picked up her long eyebrow, raised her chin and smiled at her. "No matter how tired I am, I'm not as tired as your dog food!"

Yan Huan blushed and bowed her head to grill rice.

Heaven and earth conscience, she definitely didn't mean to sprinkle dog food.