Mother Lu didn't say anything more. When she walked to her son, she frowned and smelled him: "What did you have for dinner?"
Lu Chenxu glanced at Mo Xiaodie: "I went to West Street with Xiaodie to eat snail noodles."
Mother Lu's eyes widened in surprise: "Are you going on a date?"
A happy smile appeared at the corner of Lu Chenxu's mouth: "Yes. I'm going on a date."
Mother Lu happily took Mo Xiaodie's hand: "Tell Mom, what else did you do besides eating snail noodles? Did you go to the movies? And did he accompany you to the mall?"
"Mom, don't ask, Xiaodie is tired, let her rest early!" Lu Chenxu pulled Mo Xiaodie into his arms and protected her.
Mother Lu pointed her finger at him: "You heartless person, what's wrong with me saying a few words to your wife? You're so stingy."
"Mom, we are really tired today. If you have anything to say, we will talk about it tomorrow."
After saying that, he grabbed Mo Xiaodie and walked directly upstairs.
Mo Xiaodie thought this was very impolite and turned back with a smile: "Mom, good night, you go to bed early!"
Mother Lu waved her hand with a smile on her face and motioned for her to go upstairs quickly.
The cold, incomprehensible eldest son finally has a smile of love and happiness on his face, how nice it is!
After Mo Xiaodie went upstairs, she found that Momo was already asleep, but Dudu had been waiting for her.
"Mom" saw her and rushed over to her, hugging her and not letting go.
Mo Xiaodie walked into the room with her daughter in her arms and gently closed the door.
Lu Chenxu stood outside the door depressed, looked at it for a long time, sighed, and walked back to the room unwillingly.
It seems that it is impossible to sleep with my wife tonight.
Dudu was lying on the bed, holding Mo Xiaodie in his arms: "Mom, I miss you and love you."
She seemed a little sleepy, but she kept one ear propped up and waited for Mo Xiaodie to come back, and kept repeating this sentence with her eyes closed.
Looking at her daughter's increasingly rosy little face, Mo Xiaodie felt soft in her heart. She couldn't help but kiss her daughter's little face: "Dudu, mommy loves you too, go to sleep!"
After Dudu fell asleep, she carefully took out her arm and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I had just come out of the bathroom and was wiping my hair when I suddenly heard a light knock on the door.
She opened the door with some confusion, and Lu Chenxu was standing at the door holding his stomach with a painful look on his face: "Honey, my stomach hurts."
Mo Xiaodie was afraid of waking up Dudu, so she quickly pulled him out and gently closed the door.
"Is it because of eating snail noodles?" she asked in a low voice.
Lu Chenxu nodded: "That's right! It hurts so much that I can't sleep!" After saying that, he glanced at her secretly.
Sure enough, Mo Xiaodie stared at him helplessly: "I told you a long time ago that you can't eat it, but you still don't believe it! It's better now. Does your stomach hurt?"
Lu Chenxu took the opportunity to hold her hand and begged: "Wife, please help me rub it!"
The expression of the cool and handsome schoolgirl Lu was extremely lethal. The words of rejection were already on her lips, but Mo Xiaodie couldn't say them out.
She sighed and helped Lu Chenxu to the master bedroom.
Lu Chenxu consciously walked over and lay down, patted the place next to him and motioned for her to sit down.
Mo Xiaodie was a little confused: "Do you really have a stomachache?"
Why did he look so vigorous when he walked to the bed just now?
Lu Chenxu immediately frowned and covered his stomach: "It hurts!"
Mo Xiaodie was defeated by him, so she stretched out her hand to touch his Zhongwan point and began to give him a traditional Chinese massage.
Lu Chenxu looked at her affectionately: "Honey, when did you learn Chinese herbal massage?"
"Li Mingcheng's father is a well-known local Chinese medicine doctor. I have been living with him in the countryside for the past few years."