Cute baby coming: president daddy show love again

Unknowingly, it's autumn, and it's easy to catch fire in dry season. Xia Rong preferred hot pot, so she and her colleagues went to eat hot pot several times in succession. As a result, her throat became inflamed.

At night, in the villa, Xia Rong sits on the bed and drinks some water. Shen Mocheng walked into the living room and came to her: "how do you feel? Are you hungry? "

Xia Rong raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm a little hungry, but I can't eat or drink porridge. I knew earlier not to be greedy, otherwise I would not suffer from throat inflammation. "

Looking at her aggrieved appearance, Shen Mocheng patted her on the head: "well, things have happened, it's too late to regret. Now, if you want something to eat, I'll let the kitchen do it. Even if you don't want to eat it, you have to eat it so that you won't be hungry. "

Looking at the man who spoke to him gently, Xia Rong raised a smile: "it's OK, I really don't have anything to eat. I have a bad throat today. I don't want to eat

Seeing that she still didn't eat, Shen Mo Cheng frowned and suddenly thought of something and asked, "do you want to eat wonton?"

"Wonton? Yes Xia Rong said.

"I'll do it for you." Shen Mocheng said softly and then stood up.

Looking at him in a hurry to leave, Xia Rong's face with a warm smile. Since they remarried, Shen still loves her as much as before. The only difference is that he will express his mind clearly. The relationship between husband and wife will be more harmonious if they get along with each other and let each other understand their own mind.

Shen Mocheng came to the kitchen and asked, "do you have wonton?"

"Sir, there is no wonton already wrapped. We have materials at home to wrap it. Why don't I buy it now? "

Smell speech, Shen Mo Cheng looked at time, wring eyebrow: "need not, where is meat stuffing and flour?"

To understand his intention, the servant quickly took out the flour and meat. Shen Mocheng took it and began to chop meat skillfully. Seeing this, the servant asked, "Sir, shall I come?"

"No, you're out there." Shen Mocheng gave the order to the point.

The servant obediently agreed to leave the kitchen to him. Shen Mocheng handled the stuffing neatly, and then began to pack it one by one. Xixi saw it and asked curiously, "what's daddy doing?"

"Mommy wants to eat wonton, daddy is making it." Shen answered simply.

"Then Xixi can also help." Xixi said with a smile, then ran to the living room, holding a small chair ran over.

Looking at Xi Xi's bag like him, Shen Mocheng's eyes filled with a smile: "OK, let's make it together, let mommy eat more."

"Mm-hmm, the wonton made by Xi Xi Bao must be the best." Xi Xi says cheerfully.

Seeing that Shen Mocheng didn't go upstairs, Xia Rong came to the kitchen curiously. When I saw the picture in front of me, I felt warm inside. Pick up the mobile phone, can't help but press the shutter key to them.

After a while, Shen Mocheng brought steaming wonton to the table??? Mommy, these are made by daddy and Xixi. Mommy needs to eat more. " Xi Xi said coquettishly.

Looking at the two people in front of her, tears twinkled in Xia Rong's eyes: "well, Mommy will eat them all."

Pinched her cheek, Shen Mo Cheng exhorted: "do as you can, when you can't eat, don't hold it."

"That can't be. This is the wonton made by you and Xi Xi Bao. It's full of love. I can't waste it." Xia Rong said, lowered his head and picked up the spoon to eat.

Watching her eat with relish, Shen Mocheng suddenly feels that cooking for the woman he likes is also a happy thing.

Xia Rong contentedly eats up all the wonton, happily puts her chin on his shoulder from behind, embraces Xixi in one hand, and picks up her mobile phone in the other hand to take a group photo happily.

Soon, this warm photo was released by Xia Rong on social software, with a paragraph: dear husband and daughter, they made the most delicious wonton for me, love you.

In another house in Jingcheng, Ou Chen holds the mobile phone tightly, his eyes are watching the social dynamic on the screen, and his face is obviously jealous when he sees that a strong sense of happiness is about to overflow the screen.

"It should have belonged to me, but you took it away." Ou Chen has hatred in his eyes.

Shut down social software, Ou Chen dials a number: "Dad, I accept your proposal."

"That's right. No matter what the process is, as long as Xia Rong and Shen Mocheng can be separated, you will have a chance to let her come back to you." So he said.

Ou Chen finished the call, pursed his lips and watched somewhere??? Xia Xia, I'm sorry. In order to let you come back to me, I can only apologize to you. " Ou Chen said in a low voice.