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"Then you take Molly's little sister to play first and mommy to have a look." Gently touched the little guy's head, Mu Qiqi said with a smile.

"Mommy, don't go. What a shame if you see something you shouldn't see." The little guy held her in his arms.

Muqiqi couldn't cry or laugh. "Who did you learn from?"

"That's what's on TV!" The tone is quite helpless. What can he do to teach children bad TV plays.

"I won't be allowed to watch any messy TV series in the future." The two said the same thing.

"Wow, Mommy, do you think of anything?" The little boy jumped as like as two peas.

Mu Qiyi blinked in the mist and said curiously, "no, why do you say that?"

"Because you said that before." Without waiting for the little guy to explain, the low voice of a man sounded beside him.

Mu Qiqi turned to look at him in a daze, "this I once said that? "

Mo yanjue smiled and nodded, "well, it was also said by the two of us. Do you think there is a tacit understanding between us?"

When Mo yanjue said the words behind, his eyes were full of joy and love. It seemed that he had some small complacency. He was quite different from his usual face.

This makes Muqiqi feel strange.

What does he want to say?

What does tacit understanding represent?

This man's mind is really unpredictable, not something that her simple minded people can guess.

So he smiled awkwardly, took back his sight, took little star's hand and walked towards the living room.

And the man holding the little girl standing in the porch, mouth slightly raised, the spring heart of the smile rippling.

……

Muqiqi went upstairs and changed his clothes. He tied up his long hair on his shoulders at will, which immediately gave a gentle and comfortable feeling.

She came downstairs, greeted the children playing in the living room, and went straight into the kitchen.

Although she has been stopped by he Jiajun for three years, she seldom cooks, but she always has a sense of inexplicable familiarity with the kitchen, especially the kitchen here.

Seeing her coming in, the busy servants stopped at once, stood in a line and shouted respectfully, "madam."

Muqiqi has been used to such a big battle these days since she came back, so in the face of these people's respectful attitude towards her, she smiled: "I'll be ready for lunch by myself. Go to do something else."

Several servants look at me. I look at you. Then I look at her in unison. Her eyes are kind and complicated.

"Madam, do you think of anything?" one of the first aunts asked happily

Before, my wife was always OK. I was alone in the kitchen and could cook a large table of delicious food in a short time. Now they seem to see that the wife who loves the kitchen and is kind with others is back again.

Muqiqi looked dazed and shook his head. "No."

Several servants were frustrated at the same time. Oh, "you'd better go and have a rest. We'll be ready for lunch."

"You all go down and let her come."

Before Muqiqi could speak, his voice sounded like a cello behind him.

When she subconsciously looked back, she saw a man in a gray casual suit standing behind her, with a noble temperament that could not be moved