Three babies: domineering daddy kisses addictedly

To be able to eat? " Mo Junlei asked.

"Wait for me again."

Mo Beichen simply cleaned up the ground and did it again.

The two big men were wearing flower aprons and a maid's hat, which was forcibly buckled by three little guys. It's really funny.

If it weren't for the children's plot, the two men would still quarrel and fight over their mommy.

At this moment, although they are at odds, they can't do it again on the surface. It's a great luck in misfortune.

About half an hour later, the two men brought the prepared food to them.

Not to mention the taste, it doesn't look good just because of its appearance.

"Is this... Braised meat?" Mo Junlei took chopsticks and scratched the food on the plate. "Why do I look like a bit of shit?"

"Ha ha..." Mo junle couldn't help laughing when he listened to his brother's words. "My plum blossom meat must be very good." Mo junle opened the bowl covered on the plate. "Er..."

"Ha ha..." Mo Junlei and Mo Junhan laughed at the same time.

"Is that thin Baba? Why didn't I see any meat? At least my braised meat is a lump, and you are a mixture of fish and dragons." Mo Junlei was just uncomfortable. At this moment, he laughed out of breath when he saw Mo junle's plum blossom meat.

"What are you doing? How can you make it like this?" Mo junle stared at his father unhappily. "Is this edible?"

"Why not? Daddy has just tasted it. Although it doesn't sell very well, it tastes very delicious." Mo Beichen worked as a chef for the first time and directly contributed to the children. But they disliked it.

"It's still my roast duck. Daddy has prepared three." Mo Junhan opened the lid. Because he was too hungry, he quickly pulled out one of the duck legs and chewed it in his mouth without hesitation. "Oh..."

"Is it delicious?" Mo junle asked his second brother curiously.

"Bite... Can't bite." Mo Junhan frowned and replied. "Not cooked."

"..." Mo Beichen didn't speak, but looked at the roast duck. The outside was golden and the color was very good, so he didn't check it.

The meat is still raw at the duck leg pulled out by the little guy.

"I'll go back to the pot." Rong Jingge picked up the three ducks and returned to the stove. Pick up the kitchen knife and cut it.

The duck was just a little short of heat. He didn't take it to roast. He cut it into lumps and threw it in an oil pan to fry.

"I've just made millet porridge. Do you want to eat some first." Mo Beichen took the initiative to hold rice porridge for them without waiting for their answer.

But the millet porridge didn't sell. It was pasted below, and there was too little water.

Three dishes, one bowl of millet porridge per person. All of them are on the table. They don't eat in the restaurant anymore. They will eat at the table in the kitchen.

"Eat quickly, don't be hungry." Mo Beichen picked up the bowl of millet porridge and picked up the rice inside with chopsticks. In order to set an example for the children, he didn't dislike his own dishes, picked them up and sent them to his mouth. "It tastes good. I don't have anything to eat. It's OK to reluctantly eat this."

"Roast fried duck is also delicious." Rong Jingge is not echoing Mo Beichen's words, but just wants the children to make do with eating something.

They had to ask them to cook for them. Now the result is like this. They can only make do with it.

"Roast... Roast fried duck?" Mo Junhan listened to the name and saw that they ate so delicious. He couldn't care whether it was good or not. He directly grabbed one of the duck legs with his bare hands and enjoyed it. "It's cooked and delicious. It turns out that this roast duck is more delicious than roast duck... It's delicious..."

Mo Junlei and Mo junle couldn't help but pick up chopsticks and eat with vegetables.

"My plum blossom meat seems to have a little more salt." Mo junle was picky while eating. "The meat is so rotten that I have to find it in plum vegetables."

"The braised meat is a little too old, some are burnt, but the burnt and hard taste is particularly delicious." Mo Junlei ate three pieces in a row. "It's a little too fat. What should I do? I'm greasy."

"Drink porridge." Mo Beichen pushed the porridge to the little guy.

"Daddy, is it really good for you and your uncle to give us this dark food? Will you have diarrhea tomorrow?

How do I feel that we are your little white mice? Let's experiment with us first? "Mo junle choked down the food in his mouth.

"I think it's delicious, including uncle, daddy and taste." Mo Jun has enough to eat everything. He holds a duck leg in one hand and eats his mouth full of oil. On that white little face, it was like being smeared with a layer of oil.

"Eat slowly. If it's not enough," Rong Jingge stretched out his hand and wiped the oil off his lips for Han er.

"I want to drink a glass of milk," said Mo junle. "The plum blossom meat is really too salty."

Smelling the speech, Mo Beichen and Rong Jingge got up at the same time and were ready to take milk for the little guy.

"I want to drink juice." Mo Junhan said immediately when he saw that his uncle and daddy couldn't do one thing. He was worried that they would quarrel again.

"Just give me a glass of juice, thank you." Mo Junlei echoed Mo Junhan's words.

During the meal, Mo Beichen and Rong Jingge absolutely responded to the children's requests. As long as one person is busy, another is idle. The three little guys will be busy together if they change their ways.

Only in this way can they have no time to quarrel, let alone fight again.

After dinner, they simply cleaned themselves up and handed over the kitchen to the servant.

Mo Junlei and Mo Junhan immediately changed their faces and became the nerd who didn't know them.

"Brother, I want to sleep." Mo Junhan took Mo Junlei's hand and walked out of the kitchen together.

"I want to sleep, too. Let's go."

"Lei erhan's father will accompany you? Let's take Le'er." Mo Beichen followed them closely.

"Who is daddy?" Mo Junlei blinked his big black eyes and looked up at Mo Beichen. Then he stared at Mo Junhan and said, "who is our father?"

"We don't have a father. We only have one Mommy." Mo Junhan scratched his little head with his hand.

"Yes, you don't have a father. Let your uncle sleep with you." Rong Jingge stood in front of the little guys.

"What is uncle?" Mo Junhan asked the boss.

"I don't know." Mo Junlei shook his head. "Aren't they fools?" he said innocently.

"He is father Mo Beichen, he is uncle Rong Jingge. How can you two forget them?" Mo Jun is happy to see father and uncle, and his face is a little ugly. Want to help them talk.

"Fool, we only have Mommy. Aren't you bribed by them? Don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, we won't recognize your brother.

We went back to our hometown with mommy. We didn't have a father, let alone an uncle. "Mo Junlei ignored them and took Mo Junhan upstairs.

"They... How can they be so happy? They say I'm a fool." Mo junle stared at his father and uncle, showing his grievances.

"The two elder brothers must be ill, yue'er don't blame them." Mo Beichen held the old and young in his arms and comforted them softly.

Rong Jingge ignored them and suddenly left the villa alone.

"Daddy, are you sleepy?" Mo junle yawned and patted his mouth with his hand. "Stay in this damn place. I can't even tell day from night now."

"Daddy is not sleepy." it seems that Mo Beichen hasn't closed his eyes since he entered the ghost city. It is false that he is not sleepy now, but he is afraid that once he goes to sleep, he will be confused by them, together with his little son in his arms. "Can you tell daddy what happened to you and your brothers before that?"

"Nothing has happened." Mo junle replied with milk.

"If nothing happens, why don't they know me?