Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Little glutinous rice woke up once in the middle of the night. She grabbed Joan's skirt and said she was thirsty.

Joanne sat up and wanted to pour her water.

Just got up, the man lying on the sofa conveniently got up, poured a glass of water and brought it over.

Joan took the water, fed it to the lips of the little glutinous rice, sipped more than half a cup of the little glutinous rice, and finally opened her eyes.

She looked at Mu Jingxi and qiao'an, touched her belly and said pitifully, "little glutinous rice is hungry."

The small shape of touching the stomach is very pitiful.

Mu Jingxi rubbed her head and asked in a warm voice, "what do you want to eat? Dad will make it for you."

"Little glutinous rice wants noodles."

Mu Jingxi nodded gently and looked at Joan, "what about you? What would you like to eat? "

"Not hungry."

Another word of indifference sent him away.

Mujingxi knew that she was angry. He couldn't do anything to her in front of little glutinous rice. What's more, she was still pregnant.

He shouldn't have bothered her with emotion and reason.

Take a deep breath, he said lightly, "then eat noodles, just like small glutinous rice."

Then he turned and left.

I went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

After Mu Jingxi left, little glutinous rice raised his head, watery eyes, gently blinked and looked at her.

"Why do you look so numb?"

Joanne put down her glass, took her face and asked with a smile.

Little glutinous rice tooted his small mouth and asked his doubts, "Ma Ma, did you quarrel with your father?"

With a stiff smile, Joan asked quietly, "why do you ask?"

Little glutinous rice groaned, "Ma Ma ignored his father."

What the two parents tried to hide was finally seen by her.

Joan's heart is very bad. Even little glutinous rice can see that she quarreled with Mu Jingxi. Does that mean that the problem between them is actually very serious?

It's too serious to hide.

Ten minutes later, Mu Jingxi came in.

"Noodles are ready. Come out and eat noodles."

The little glutinous rice fluttered and opened her arms. Qiao anzhen was ready to hold her. Mujingxi first picked up the little glutinous rice.

In the face of her surprise, he explained faintly, with a cold voice and no waves, "you're pregnant, let me hold you."

"Dad, little glutinous rice is hungry."

Mu Jingxi curled his lips and smiled, "OK, dad will take you out to eat noodles right away."

Little glutinous rice turned his head, stretched out his hand and grabbed Joan's hand, "Ma Ma is also with him."

"Ma Ma is not hungry."

"Ma Ma..." little glutinous rice looked at her tearfully, "really not together?"

Facing the tearful attack of little glutinous rice, Joan surrendered.

In the restaurant, two bowls of steaming noodles smell.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were limited. He cooked two bowls of mushroom noodles in chicken soup and two fried eggs.

It doesn't taste good or bad, but it can be swallowed.

Little glutinous rice took children's chopsticks, ate one mouthful at a time, took a few mouthfuls, tilted his head and looked at mujingxi, "Dad, don't you eat?"

"Dad is not hungry."

"Oh." Little glutinous rice continued to eat.

The quiet atmosphere makes people extremely uncomfortable.

At least small glutinous rice is not suitable.

She chattered endlessly, but both parents were in low spirits.

"Alas." With an old sigh, little glutinous rice put down his chopsticks and said, "Dad, don't quarrel, OK?"

Mu Jingxi and qiao'an looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.