Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Fu Shimo almost wanted to curse. Ji Tiantian thought he was just like her, or a child?

Hum, no manners, no manners. He doesn't need to be polite to Ji Nanchu.

"Tiantian, you have your favorite Cola Chicken wings. Sit down and eat them." See his daughter's low Du mouth, Ji Nanchu's heart also seems to have been stirred by meat grinder, a burst of sad.

But very powerless, no matter how to do, Fu Shimo will not have half of sweet gentle.

Looking at Ji Tiantian's downhearted soup, Fu Shimo suddenly feels that the fresh and sweet soup is a little bad. He picks up chopsticks and gives Ji Tiantian a piece of her favorite Cola Chicken wings.

"If you have something you like, you can eat it quickly. What are you dawdling about?" Fu Shimo still spoke coldly. After leaving the chicken wings in Ji Tiantian's bowl, he quickly took back his hands and drank the soup quickly.

It's like a cover up.

Ji Nanchu was surprised, but there was something strange in his heart. Especially when he saw Ji Tiantian's smile, the bitterness in his heart disappeared in a moment.

"Thank you, Baba, give me a pop!" Fu Shimo was drinking soup, so he didn't expect Ji Tiantian to stand up and kiss him on the cheek.

"..." Fu Shimo.

"Ji Nanchu.

No matter who, did not expect Ji Tiantian will have such a move, Ji Nanchu can only silently clip a piece of meat, not to see Fu Shimo's face now.

But just thinking, she could think that she must be very angry at this time.

Fu Shimo is so. He stares at Ji Tiantian, but he is happy to eat with a piece of chicken wings. It seems that he can still hear her singing.

"Baba, you can eat it too. Mommy makes it delicious." Ji Tiantian swallowed the chicken wings and was not moved by the angry eyes of Shangfu Shimo.

Fu Shimo had the feeling of punching in the cotton. He picked up a piece of cowboy bone and put it in his mouth.

As if the mouth is season sweet, hard bite, chewing.

The next dinner time was peaceful.

Fu Shimo didn't know whether it was because he was angry or something. He ate all the food and soup.

Satisfied to put down chopsticks, on the face of last season sweet full of smile.

"Baba, is the rice made by mommy delicious?" Ji Tiantian holds her chin in her hands, and the sauce around her mouth looks as cute as it is.

But in Fu Shimo's view, it was a bit funny, unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.

"I can barely speak." Fu Shimo still didn't speak very well. Ji Nanchu knew that for a long time. He didn't feel much. He packed up the dishes and went back to the kitchen.

"Baba, why are you so demanding? Mommy's cooking is delicious!" Ji Tiantian goes to Fu Shimo: "what sister-in-law Chen does is not as delicious as what Mommy does."

Mrs. Chen is a servant of the Fu family, who specializes in cooking.

To be able to cook in the Fu's family is naturally superb.

"You really praise your mother." Fu Shimo sniffed and looked at Ji Tiantian's mouth. Subconsciously, he took out a paper towel and helped Ji Tiantian clean it.

"You have to wipe your mouth when you steal. Has no one ever taught you?"

"Baba, where am I stealing food? How can you say sweet like that?"

"Besides, I praise Mommy, isn't that your wife? Baba, do women want to boast more? "