President Daddy is super strong

With the little guy's milk voice and milk breath, Mo yanjue's dark eyes are more and more profound, looking straight to the kitchen.

Well, this woman, how dare she hide something from him!

"Daddy, you should know how to do it?"

After whispering the little secret he knew in daddy's ear, the little guy stared at him with black eyes. The little adult's voice was really poor.

It's like he taught with a little kid?

Well, although we don't need him to teach us, we should also listen to his opinions, right? After all, we are all family members. It's always right to listen to his opinions.

"What do you want to say?" Cold face slightly raised eyebrows, asked.

"I want to say that you should support mommy in silence, at least give her company a business or something. In this way, she is sure to be moved and cry bitterly. Maybe she will agree to give me a younger sister at once?"

Then he didn't look at daddy and winked at him. He thought his opinion was really wonderful. I'm sure it moved Mommy.

Mo yanjue's handsome face sank a little, as if he was seriously thinking about what his son said.

"Daddy, I've said everything I need to say. It's up to you. If you can't do this well, don't blame me for looking down on you." Finish saying, before the storm, ran away.

Looking at the son intentionally toward him to twist the little asshole move, the cool handsome face can not help but pick up the lip corner, hanging if there is no smile.

Soon, he put away the smile on his face, put the tablet aside, and stood up slowly from the sofa. The comfortable home clothes tightly wrapped his strong good body, retreated the cold and hard after the suit, and now the rest is the deep and introverted after years of polishing.

With his pockets in his hands, he strode towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the light and graceful posture is still busy. It is not as full of smoke as described in the book, but fresh and elegant, with a special charm.

Light blue jeans with beige tight bottoms, a good outline of her front convex back warped charming curve.

In the light of the setting sun, the more capable and charming. Let Mo yanjue instantly feel that she has transformed from a young girl full of collagen into a mature girl full of feminine taste.

Black straight hair is tied to the back of her head at will. It's kind of lazy and charming. Seeing the back, it's like this. It puts her outside to work with all kinds of people. How can he rest assured?

Her brow twisted involuntarily, and she began to think about her son's opinions in her mind. She thought that she could do it alone, but wouldn't there be any disorderly contact with her if he helped secretly?

Well, that's a good idea.

Secretly thought about it, he approached her with light hands and feet, and when she didn't pay attention, he took the opportunity to hug her waist from behind.

"Ah!"

Muqiqi, who was devoted to food, didn't hear anything at all, so he grabbed her by the waist so suddenly that the whole person almost jumped up.

Slightly sideways to see that the person behind him is him, the small heart just got a little comfort.

Seeing that he was so clingy to himself, Muqi softened down. She smiled softly: "the food will be ready soon, can't wait?"

Such a normal sentence fell into Mo yanjue's ear and could even explain him askew. His sexy chin was gently placed on her shoulder, and the slight cool lip angle was deliberately wiped on her earlobe. The voice was deep and attractive, and he was tired of saying: "I can't wait, I don't know how long my wife has let me wait..."