Although it is very comfortable to open your hands when you wear clothes and open your mouth when food comes, this will make Murong Wan, an "adult", feel very guilty and always feel that he is abusing his little baby.
"Mom is not a useless person, but a woman. I am a man, and men should take care of women." Xiaobao added a full bowl of rice and handed it to Murong Wan's little hand.
After that, he did not forget to put vegetables into Murong Wan's bowl: "This is stir-fried vinegar pork with chili pepper, my mother's favorite dish, and vegetable sprouts for soup. After eating chili pepper, eat this to reduce the heat."
After saying that, Xiaobao added another bowl full of soup: "Stewed dragon bones with lilies and lotus seeds, and added pure natural cordyceps. It is absolutely beautiful. My mother will be more beautiful than all the women in the world in the future."
Murong Wan almost lost her appetite.[
She looked at Xiaobao angrily and said, "Tell me, I've already given birth to a bastard like you, and now I'm still in the hands of an embryo like Mo Shangqian. Why do you want to look so good?"
Xiaobao heard this and thought about it for a while: "Yes, then don't drink the soup."
"You kid, are you trying to amuse me?" Murong Wan hurriedly grabbed the soup bowl and drank the soup in a few mouthfuls.
When Xiaobao saw this, he didn't have time to take a bite of rice, so he hurriedly added soup to Murong's bowl.
Murong Wan felt distressed and thought that she would have to eat more slowly next time.
Xiaobao is such a hot-headed guy. Every time she says he adds food and soup, Xiaobao always says the same thing, saying that he likes to take care of her happiness.
I'm afraid this damn boy owed her a huge debt last time, and he's here to repay a huge sum of money in this life.
"Why does mom eat so slowly?" Xiaobao quickly discovered the situation on Murong Wan's side and looked at Murong Wan with worry. At this moment, Murong Wan had the illusion that he had a terminal illness.
She laughed dryly: "I drank the soup too quickly just now, so I ate slowly...and..."
She stared blankly at the little man who was patting her back and chest, and once again realized that everything she said was wrong.
In short, Murong Xiaobao is a hard-working guy. He is not used to not working hard.
Tragic child!
"Mom, are you feeling better?" After a while, Xiaobao asked worriedly.
Murong Wan looked at Xiaobao with grateful eyes and nodded vigorously: "Xiaobao, if this continues, I will cry. Come on, eat quickly, the food is already cold."
As she spoke, she put vegetables into Xiaobao's bowl. Xiaobao was so happy that his eyes were filled with red stars and his face was filled with gratitude.
The mother and son had a great time enjoying the meal, which was particularly warm.
When Mo Shangqian came to look for them, he saw two children talking and laughing. They seemed to be in a good relationship, which made him jealous. Why were these two little guys always so alienated when they saw him as a relative?
As soon as he appeared, the two little kids immediately stood up and saluted him politely: "Master!"
Mo Shangqian stepped forward, picked up one in each hand, and brought his handsome face to Bao'er: "Come on, Xiangxiang." [
Baoer looked at Xiaobao subconsciously.
Xiaobao reacted quickly. He straightened Mo Shangqian's handsome face and kissed him hard on his left cheek, "This is Xiaobao's fragrance."
After saying that, he kissed Mo Shangqian's right cheek again: "This is sister Bao'er's fragrance. Master, the fragrance is finished."
He showed a cute childish smile to Mo Shangqian. Mo Shangqian gently pinched the little guy's face, shook his head and said: "Bao'er's fragrance belongs to Bao'er, how can Xiaobao replace it?"
As he spoke, he brought his handsome face to Bao'er again.
Bao'er looked away in disgust: "I don't like men, I only like boys. Does Master think he is a boy?"
