CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Dad, Mo Mo knows, but this dish is really delicious. Mo Mo can't help eating a lot!" I don't know what to say.

Leng Shaoheng laughs and is amused by lengyanmo.

"Delicious Is that right? " Leng Shaoheng looked down at his bowl, a bowl of white rice, because for a long time, some cold, eat up without the first soft glutinous.

In Leng Shaoheng, the food tastes cold, but the food is hard to swallow.

But why does ink taste so delicious?

Leng Shaoheng picked up some rice and chewed it a few times, but it was still tasteless and tasteless.

Since Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing separated, Leng Shaoheng has not had a good meal with Leng Yanmo for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to. First, he is too busy. Second, he hasn't had a good meal for a long time.

It seems that people's organs are really imaginative. They are in a bad mood and don't want to eat anything. I'm looking for someone who's lost. Every day is like a piece of cake.

Leng Shaoheng looks at his bowl and laughs.

When Mrs. Qing saw Leng Shaoheng, she stopped eating. It was an indescribable emotion.

Let's look at the cold words. Although the fourth grade child is only eight years old and nine years old, his height is comparable to that of the boys who are two years older than him in the class.

Just, cold words Mo is no longer the small steamed stuffed bun that used to be.

It's like flour. It's just a ball of flour. When I was young, it was short and fleshy. Now it's getting thinner and thinner as I grow up and stretch. Now I've become a tall young man.

Mrs. Qing is helpless, gets up, pulls the bowl of lengyanmo to her side, and then adds food to lengyanmo a little bit.

"Mo Mo, at your age, you should eat more. You look so long. You're all thin." Mrs. Qing put the meatballs, shredded squid, the fish with the bone removed and so on into the cold bowl.

"Well, eating more is good for brain development..."

"This should also be eaten. Although it's a vegetable, it can make ink nutrition balanced..." Mrs. Qing said a lot.

He kept nodding his head, like an apprentice.

"Come on, eat it. It's good for your health." Mrs. Qing pushed the bowl away like cold words.

Because the bowl was too heavy to slide far, it stopped.

The bowl stops between Leng Shaoheng and lengyanmo.

Leng Shaoheng was surprised. The whole bowl, full of dishes, seemed to be what lengyanmo liked to eat.

"So much Can you finish it? " Leng Shaoheng said.

Mrs. Qing laughed: "if you can't finish it, just stay in the bowl. Eat as much as you can."

Then Mrs. Qing got up again to bring food to Qiqi.

Qiqi is still young, so she can't use chopsticks flexibly. Usually, Mrs. Qing feeds Qiqi. Now Qiqi is sitting on the small chair next to Mrs. Qing, with a flower scarf in front of her body, and carefully digging the rice and vegetables in the bowl with a small spoon.

Seeing Leng Shaoheng's coldness, Mrs. Qing said, "Mr. Leng, what's the matter? Is my cooking not good? "

Leng Shaoheng returned to his senses. As soon as he wanted to answer Mrs. Qing's words, he heard lengyanmo say in a loud voice: "delicious! It's really delicious

Mrs. Qing laughed and said, "that's good."

Leng Shaoheng looks at Leng Yanmo again. In a short time, Leng Yanmo has eaten all the dishes given to him by Madame Qing.