Good Morning, Dear

Mo Li said it casually. It doesn't mean much, but Cheng Qingyao's words are reasonable. The Xia family really attaches great importance to family reputation.

Whether Xia yuan, his younger brother Xia Yue, his son Xia Linjie or his nephew Xia Yuyan, they have no emotional gossip.

If you make a sister who has been separated for many years, it's really... Mo Li feels bad, agrees not to talk about this topic, and apologizes to Cheng Qingyao: "I didn't think about it very carefully just now."

Cheng Qingyao didn't blame him, but gave him a kiss: "children can teach!"

The two kissed passionately, like glue, Mo Li's big hand also naughtily got into her clothes and pinched... However, at this time, Mo Jianling suddenly opened the door and shouted excitedly: "son, i... Er, you played like this in the morning, really good?"

Three people are not embarrassed!

Mo Jianling is in a dilemma. Cheng Qingyao wants to find a ground sewing drill. Mo Li's hand is still hidden in her clothes and pinched in front of her chest. If he takes it out, he will be seen. If he doesn't take it out... He is so unhappy that he also yells at Mo Jianling: "close the door."

"Oh, close the door, you go on." Mo Jianling closed the door with a red face and turned to see Mo Qinglian. He didn't understand anything. His expression was blank and his eyes were empty. Behind Mo Qinglian are the housekeeper and the nanny. They are people who come here. Naturally, they know everything and smile.

The nanny also spoke for Mo Li: "it's rare for the young master to have such leisure. The master should be happy that the incense of Mo's family is becoming stronger!"

"Yes, yes, I'm happy. I'm so happy that my old face is red." Mo Jianling is so embarrassed. He suddenly remembered one thing. Isn't Mo Li a cleanliness mania? Every time he goes home for dinner, he has to divide the dishes separately. He has to take public chopsticks for the dishes that are not divided. How can he kiss Cheng Qingyao?

Sure enough, Cheng Qingyao is powerful. He can not only relax, but also cure diseases!

Mo Li was interrupted. He was very unhappy. He pinched his hand at last and pulled it out: "it feels really good."

"..." Cheng Qingyao wants to strangle him. She doesn't know how to face Mo Jianling. He still wants to make fun of him. He also has the ability. I don't know when she untied her bra. Embarrassed, she ran into the bathroom, sorted out her clothes and poured cold water on her face.

However, the burning face can't be watered out by cold water!

When the knock came, Mo Li shouted in, several different footsteps came, and the voices of two hoarse and strange old people came: "good morning, young master. Let's send some tonic soup to the young master and grandma."

"Bo Wang, Ma Li, it's hard for you to come again." Mo Li responded, his voice was very soft, and he must have a good relationship with them.

"How could it be hard? If we had known that the young master was injured, we would have come. How's your injury, young master? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. I'll be discharged in a few days."

"That's good, that's good." the voice of placing food boxes and dishes and chopsticks came again: "the young master was injured and lost a lot of blood this time. My wife specially asked him to stew more blood tonic Soup for the young master."

Mo Li didn't answer again. She must still be angry about her beating yesterday.

Listen to Mama Li's voice again: "Madam was very happy when she heard that grandma was pregnant. Last night, she urgently called to arrange for someone to send fresh crucian carp and old hens raised by farmers this morning. I stewed crucian carp tofu soup and hen jujube soup. Later, the young master asked grandma to eat as much as possible. Grandma will be strong and the baby will grow round after eating this for a period of time."

Mo Li still didn't hum. It must be that a few bowls of soup can't dissolve the beating.

The atmosphere was momentary cold. Mo Jianling quickly took the topic and asked, "where's Yao Yao?"

Mo Li said, "you scared me out of the bathroom."

Cheng Qingyao's face burned again just as she was about to relieve her fever, and she dared not go out to see anyone. Mo Jianling resolved her embarrassment and coughed: "OK, OK, OK, I'll knock on the door before I come in next time. After knocking, I'll wait three minutes. Just, I don't understand. How can you kiss one injured and the other pregnant? How dare you kiss?"

"..." Cheng Qingyao bumps her head against the wall. Bang bang, she doesn't want to go out again all her life. She doesn't want to see Mo Jianling again all her life.

Mo Li didn't care. He had a thick skin and responded: "the more I see my wife, the more I like it. I'll kiss her if I like it. What's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. Kiss casually. If you can call her out for soup after kissing, I'll be your skill."

"Yao Yao, come out."

Cheng Qingyao wanted to disappear, but he couldn't stand his flower style call. He hardened his scalp and went out. His face was so red that he didn't dare to look at people. He sat down at the table and drank soup. His whole face was buried in the bowl.

Mo Jianling was amused by her.

The housekeeper couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

Li Ma also looked around and found that she was really different from AI wanwan. She took care of her more carefully: "Please drink slowly, grandma... What do you think of the taste? Is it salty or light? Does the fish still smell fishy?... is grandma pregnant and vomiting serious?... just tell me what grandma wants to eat. I serve my wife's three children. I'm a little experienced in this..."

Cheng Qingyao's head was buried lower, and she answered. After drinking, she ran out disheartened: "soup, it's good to drink. Thank mom Li for her trouble... I'm a little fed up and want to go out to eat..." then, when her voice declined, people disappeared. She didn't dare to go back until Mo Li called and said that they all left.

Mo Jianling left, the housekeeper left, and Li Ma left, but Mo Qinglian still stayed in the ward. What do you mean?

Mo Li said with a smile, "he won't go and won't let his hands touch. He just wants to stay and play with you."

"Can I refuse to play with him? He's good or bad!" Cheng Qingyao refused, still taking care of Mo Li and playing with him. His temper is really uncertain. One second he is still folding all kinds of handicrafts as if nothing had happened. The next second he can throw things indiscriminately, which can't be stopped.

After dinner in the evening, he had to go out for a walk and play the game last night. He walked fast and hurriedly... Cheng Qingyao pretended to chase after him, and then sat down in his chair and waited. Before long, he would proudly swing in front of her, as if to say, "what's the matter, can't find my master!"

At this time, Cheng Qingyao would praise him: "you're so powerful. How do you hide? I can't find it. You're so powerful!"

Mo Qinglian is not stupid. He quickly reacts and finds that Cheng Qingyao doesn't find him. He has been hiding. When Cheng Qingyao was in a hurry, he came out quietly.

"You're cruel!" Cheng Qingyao got angry and went to the mobile phone store to buy an old man's mobile phone and put it in his pocket. When he couldn't come out for a long time, she called his mobile phone. The ring tone was very, very loud: "Yao Yao Yao, I'm here, you come to me, come to me... Yao Yao..."

Cheng Qingyao can quickly find him along with his voice. He feels wrong, but he doesn't know what's wrong!

Mo Li was in a good mood on the day when he took out the stitches. He came down to play with them in the evening. When he saw them fighting wits and courage, he always smiled beside him. He couldn't close his mouth. He also found that he had laughed too much recently, as if he had made up for all the time he hadn't laughed for more than 20 years.

"Yao Yao, thank you..." when the voice was gone, a tall dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me, which was not good