President Daddy is super strong

Looking at the cute look of the little guy, Mu Qiqi can't help reaching out and pinching his hand feeling face. "My uncle and I haven't married yet, so we can't help it. Understand?"

That means they're boyfriend and girlfriend now?

When I am happy, I still don't like it, even ordinary friends can't!!

His mommy can only be with his father, and there are no other men!

"Hungry or not?" Look at the little guy's dark eyes. Muqiqi is more fond of it. He pinched his face and asked.

I haven't eaten the meal made by mommy for three years. Now, hearing mommy's question, my eyes are shining. The chicken nodded like a rice. "Hungry, hungry. I want to eat pig noodle."

This is Mommy's best. I don't know if she still remembers it.

"Do you like pig noodle?" When it comes to pig pastry, Muqiqi has a vague sense of familiarity. Although she hasn't done it in recent years, she has an unspeakable familiarity. It seems that she has done it before, but she can't remember it.

"Yes, my favorite..." Mo Yuchen would like to say that I like to eat the pig noodle made by mommy best, but half of the time, he stopped in time and changed his way: "I like to eat pig noodle best, can you do it, Auntie?"

In the face of the little guy's expectant eyes, Muqiqi couldn't bear to refuse, so she was ready to try boldly, smiled and nodded: "Auntie try, make it to see if it's the pig noodle you like."

"Yes, thank you, aunt!" Excited, the little guy can't help cuddling her neck and kissing her in the face, smiling and cute.

For the little guy's warm response, Muqiqi is not angry, but she laughs more happily. These years, because she can't remember what happened before, she has been depressed. Now she is infected by a naive child, and feels happy from the heart.

"Then you go to the sofa to have a rest, and my aunt will do it for you, darling!" Gently touched the little guy's head, Muqiqi stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

With a sense of inexplicable familiarity, without consulting any information, she started to operate in an orderly manner.

She was amazed by the magic.

Did she do it before? Just can't remember?

The brow tightly twisted, and the head began to ache again. The plate in his hand was not steady for a while, and he broke with a crack.

Hearing this, Mo Yuchen, who is watching TV in the sofa, and he Jiajun, who is delivering rice when the guests don't come back.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound coming from the kitchen. He was so scared that he threw down his lunch box and ran to the kitchen. When he collided with Mo Yuchen, he had no time to think about it. It was important to take care of his Qiqi first.

"Auntie, are you ok?" Although he was in a hurry, he was still rational and didn't leak.

But he Jiajun, who pulled apart the little guy and ran up to him, held the headache breaking Muqiqi in his arms and shouted nervously, "Qiqi, Qiqi, are you ok? Is it a headache again? Relax, relax, I'm here, I'm here. "

In the face of Mommy's painful expression, Mo Yuchen is scared. Mommy is just fine. How can she be like this in a blink of an eye?

The little guy with big eyes saw the person holding mummy, and his face was even more shocked, "it's you?"