My girl,let me spoil you!

Heart a loose, Mu Qinghuan proud of stand on tiptoe, Fengcheng son, with his temperament, under any occasion, will never suffer.

"Mom, do you smell wood? There's a smell of heart. " The heart dislikes to point to Mu Meiqi.

"Well, I smell it, too." Very cooperate, Mu Qinghuan for nausea.

"Whose child is so impolite!" The facial expression tenses not to live, Mu Meiqi fiercely stares at the heart.

"Dad, you smell it, don't you?" If the fighting capacity is not good, Feng Xin sincerely looks at Feng Cheng.

Mumeiqi immediately stares at Fengcheng, patronizing angry, she almost forgot, Xinxin is Fengcheng's son!

Fengcheng Gougou corner of the mouth, to the gentleman of Mu Meiqi pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

Although he didn't say anything, he made mumeiqi come down.

Rao is mu Meiqi angry to death, it is impossible to continue to quarrel with a child, just funny to touch Fengxin's head, "you should call me aunt."

"No wonder your hair looks like a mushroom." Feng Xin blinks and says with a smile.

Mu Meiqi couldn't help retorting, "what do you know as a child? I'm Qi Liuhai. It's popular now!"

"Earth mushroom, don't you dare to show your forehead? Also, when I'm old, I have to get some hair to stop me from going out. " Seal heart milk say, words clear, let Mu Meiqi's face a burst of red a burst of white.

Being continuously stimulated by a child, Mu Meiqi stretched her finger to Mu Qinghuan and said, "can you teach a child, a three-year-old child, how do you usually take care of a child? Feng Shao, I think it's better for you to find a proper tutor for Xinxin, so that some people won't be selfish and teach Xinxin badly! "

"Wuwuwuwu..." Xiaolian, as if he could not understand the weather, closed his heart and said that he would cry. The cry was higher than one. He looked at mumeiqi unhappily. "I will never say you are a local mushroom again. Suddenly you look like a local mushroom. Your face and thighs are short. But don't speak ill of my mother, I won't say you are a local mushroom any more... Wuwuwuwu... I won't say you are a local mushroom. I'll never say you're a local mushroom again. "

Like a repeater, the little guy repeats the word "local mushroom" repeatedly, and Mu Meiqi's face immediately turns pig liver color.

Feng Cheng's mouth twitches. It's really his son. He has the same virtue as him. He swears without swearing, and he doesn't have the chance to reply.

Mu Qinghuan in the heart slightly praise, good fellow, really fierce, higher than her more than one level!

"You Mumeiqi stamped her feet in anger.

"Well, there's no need to worry about a child." Huang Fu Han, who was still silent, pulled Mu Meiqi and let her go on. He didn't know how humiliating it would be. In the past, she could still see the appearance of a lady of a family, but now, she was just a child, so mu Meiqi couldn't hold on.

Huangfu's eyes sank and he doubted that he was blind.

When he looked up at muqinghuan again, muqinghuan didn't look at him at all. Instead, he lowered his head and took off his coat to his heart, which had been quarreling and sultry.

"Oh, my forehead is full of sweat. If I take it off again, I'll catch cold. I have to wear a sweater. I can take off my coat for a while, but it's cold ten minutes later. I have to tell you to put on my coat again, OK?" Mu Qinghuan and Xinxin discuss.

"I see." Although Mu Qinghuan is nagging, Feng Xin is very satisfied with the taste of maternal love.

"Good boy." Mu Qinghuan kisses his forehead like a reward.

Seeing this scene, Huangfu Han suddenly thought that if he had chosen Mu Qinghuan, he might have their own children, and then Mu Qinghuan would take care of their children as patiently as now. The picture was so beautiful.

Seeing that Mu Qinghuan and his son were getting along more and more harmoniously, he closed the city and raised his eyes to warn Huangfu.

He raised his mouth slightly, but Huangfu didn't see it.

Several people crowded on the same table to eat, Mu Meiqi saw Mu Dashan with chopsticks, a force to muqinghuan food, in the heart is very unhappy.

All along, Mu Qinghuan only has dinner in her room, but she can't go to the table. Now she is like a VIP. How can she be reconciled?

"Dad, I like Coke chicken wings best." Mumeiqi saw that there was only one Coke chicken wing left, so she was not happy. She didn't eat any.

"Here's mine." Huangfuhan will his bowl, clip to mumeiqi.

"What's the matter with you? I don't want it. " Mu Meiqi pointed to the plate unhappily, "you have taken a bite, I want that."

Huangfuhan was about to clip the Coke chicken wings, but he quickly closed the city and gave the chicken wings to Mu Qinghuan, "my wife likes it too."

"But I like it, too!" Mu Meiqi is angry, really angry, this is her home, but she has no right to speak.

The atmosphere is very stiff.

"Qinghuan, why don't you give it to your sister? Maggie didn't eat anything today." Zhang Lan eases the atmosphere and has to look at Mu Qinghuan, hoping that Mu Qinghuan will give Mu Meiqi a step down.

Mu Qinghuan sniffs his nose. Does Mu Meiqi like chicken wings? See her ghost!

Mumeiqi has always been a vegetarian. At most, she eats steak without ingredients. She never touches Coke chicken wings, and Mujia never cooks this dish.

She likes to eat, and can only satisfy her craving outside, because Mu family never makes these things to her taste for her.

And this time, she took the initiative to Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan will personally prepare this dish.

She knew that she didn't really want to eat, but just wanted to fight for what she wanted.

After the fight for food, mumeiqi may be in her eyes, arbitrary waste!

"Mom, eat it!" Heart like the old hen to protect the chicken covered Mu Qinghuan's bowl, "Mom didn't eat one! Mom, eat

Smell speech, Mu Qinghuan heart a warm, looking at Mu Meiqi again, "sister, I'm sorry, if this chicken wings is not in my bowl, then casually, but since it is my bowl of things, I absolutely, will not easily give it to others!"

Mu Qinghuan not only ignores Mu Meiqi's anger, but also eats delicious food in her face.

"Forget it, in fact, I'm not particularly fond of eating. Some people, don't take this place too much as their own home. What's their identity..." before mumeiqi finished, she swallowed it herself.

Mu Qinghuan was not affected at all.

Heart also nonsense, Mu Qinghuan patted his shoulder, "eat more, don't waste words."

"Oh." He nodded his head cleverly.

After a meal, Mu Meiqi only drank some soup, and didn't eat anything at all. Her original appetite was destroyed by the big one and the small one.

At the dinner table, there was very little food in Fengcheng. He could imagine that Mu Qinghuan had been in Mu's house before and had a bad life.