Adorable Baby Strikes: The President Is Not Responsible for Amnesia

An Xiaoyu looked at An Yiqian with a hint of suspicion in her eyes. It hadn't been a minute since she went out and came in.

An Yiqian was a little embarrassed to be looked at by An Xiaoyu like this, but only for a moment, and said directly: "He bought it."

After hearing this, An Xiaoyu looked at An Yiqian teasingly, with a trace of disdain in her eyes.

"If I don't take it, he will throw it away. It will be a waste." An Yiqian explained when she was looked at a little uncomfortable.

However, after the explanation, An Yiqian felt a sense of deception.

Thinking about it, An Yiqian stopped looking at An Xiaoyu, and walked directly towards the refrigerator.

When An Yiqian put the fruits and vegetables in her hands into the refrigerator, An Xiaoyu's eyes were rolling. Finally, she ran to An Yiqian's side with her short legs and said:

"Mum, let's fix him, okay?"

Hearing this, An Yiqian couldn't help looking at An Xiaoyu in a daze.

Gu Mo?An Yiqian was a little puzzled.

Mommy, just watch TV, and I'll do it.

With that said, An Xiaoyu ran towards the door.

Seeing this, An Yiqian couldn't help feeling a little panicked, and hurriedly put the things in her hands into the refrigerator, then quickly went to the living room to turn on the TV, and sat down on the sofa.

These actions are almost done in one go.

And at this time, An Xiaoyu also opened a small gap in the door, just big enough for him to stand.

"Gu Mo, come here." An Xiaoyu looked at Gu Mo in an orderly tone and said, and his brows were also knitted together.

If An Xiaoyu was a little afraid of Gu Mo before, but with the accumulation of these few days, he is not afraid anymore.

If you want to change your mind about asking yourself why it is so easy for Gu Mo, An Xiaoyu will definitely answer seriously: I am a child, and I am forgetful.

Gu Mo heard An Xiaoyu's soft voice exchanging himself like this, frowned, and turned to stare at An Xiaoyu.

However, looking at An Xiaoyu's eyes, there was less coldness and more scrutiny.

The two just looked at each other and examined each other, as if this was the first time they met.

Two very similar faces, one big and one small, with very similar expressions, this picture, it seems, has a different kind of warmth.

Looking at the miniature version of himself, this is the first time Gu Mo has confirmed that An Xiaoyu is his son, so this is the first time he has seen his son.

Gu Mo only felt that his heart was warm, as if something was flowing through him, he couldn't grasp it, it made people a little irritable, but he was also happy.

"What's the matter?" Finally, Gu Mo spoke, his voice was deep and hoarse.

"Do you know how to cook?" An Xiaoyu asked, her face still expressionless, her eyes still looking at Gu Mo with a trace of scrutiny.

"Eh?" Gu Mo was taken aback, not knowing how to react for a while.

Cook?Gu Mo looked at his hands, it seems, it can't be.
Thinking about it, Gu Mo's brows became tangled.

"You don't know how to cook, do you?" An Xiaoyu couldn't help but raise her voice a little bit, with a trace of disdain in her eyes.

In fact, he didn't think Gu Mo could cook, that's why he asked.

If Gu Mo knew how to cook, it wouldn't be much fun if he asked such a question.

Seeing An Xiaoyu's contemptuous look at Gu Mo, Gu Mo couldn't hold back his face for a while, his brows became more frowned, and he said, "Who said I can't cook?"

Although it is true that I have never cooked, but after all, in front of An Xiaoyu, how can I make my son look down on me?Isn't this very shameless?
Besides, it's just lip service, and it's not for me to practice. At worst, I go home and practice.

However, when An Xiaoyu heard this, she just looked at Gu Mo with disdain and said, "You don't mean to say that you know how to cook just because of your honor?"

What to say, he doesn't believe that Gu Mo can cook.

"If you don't try it, how do you think I did it on purpose?" Gu Mo asked back, it seemed quite confident.

Gu Mo didn't realize that he was talking to a four-year-old child, and he was still leading him by the nose.

"Okay, just try it!" An Xiaoyu shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Try" Gu Mo almost choked on his own saliva, "How to try?"

"Now it's time to cook. Mommy and I haven't eaten yet. You can cook with us at noon today." Saying that, An Xiaoyu didn't wait for Gu Mo's answer, and opened the door of the house directly. As if to let Gu Mo in.

Gu Mo looked at it, and for a moment really didn't know whether to go in or not. At this moment, An Yiqian who was 'watching TV' happened to turn around, and after taking a light look at Gu Mo, she continued to watch The TV is up.

However, what Gu Mo didn't know was that when An Yiqian looked away, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Gu Mo stood at the door, feeling a bit hesitant to advance or retreat at this moment.

Going in means exposing the fact that you don't know how to cook and you've said big things; if you don't go in, how should your son see himself?and
Gu Mo looked at An Yiqian who was sitting and watching TV inside. Would he have a chance to ask An Yiqian to forgive him soon after entering?

Isn't it cooking?According to the recipe, it will not be difficult.

Thinking about it, Gu Mo walked into An Yiqian's house with a sullen face, and walked directly towards the kitchen.

He didn't know that his serious face at this time was more like going to the guillotine.

Before entering the kitchen, Gu Mo went to the refrigerator next to the kitchen. When he opened the refrigerator, he saw the fruits and vegetables he had just brought.

However, looking at these things, Gu Mo's head grew bigger.

Because he didn't know what to do at all.

It's like asking for help, but Gu Mo is not someone who can save face.

Simply, he directly mentioned all the dishes he brought today and brought them into the kitchen, and closed the kitchen door, he didn't want to see people outside looking at him.

Looking at the closed door of the kitchen, An Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at An Yiqian.

An Yiqian received her son's gaze, with doubts written in her eyes.

"Mummy, do you think Gu Mo really knows how to cook?" An Xiaoyu looked at An Yiqian expectantly.

It would be even better if he could cook. After all, only a man who can cook can be regarded as a high-quality man.

An Yiqian was caught off guard by An Xiaoyu's question, and what came to mind was Yun Nuo's first cooking meal, which was burnt black.

It's just that Yun Nuo became self-taught later on, so ordinary dishes can't trouble him.

However, Gu Mo doesn't have the memory of the promise, can he cook?
Thinking about it, An Yiqian couldn't help but look towards the kitchen, there was a slight look of anticipation in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

It's settled, I don't have any expectations of Gu Mo anymore.

Thinking about it, An Yiqian looked at the TV and said, "I'll find out later?"

After hearing this, An Xiaoyu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

I don't know what the meal that Gu Mo cooks will be like.

However, soon, there was a crackling sound from the kitchen, first the plate fell to the ground, then the spatula, and finally the lid of the pot.

An Yiqian and An Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at each other. Is this Gu Mo fighting in the kitchen or cooking?

An Xiaoyu shook his head secretly, his silent expectation turned into worry.

I really don't know if the kitchen will still be complete when Gu Mo comes out.

But at this time, Gu Mo in the kitchen frowned tightly, staring coldly at the mess on the ground.

He can be said to be able to call the wind and rain in the mall, but how come here, he can't even manage a small kitchen.

A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, but Gu Mo still picked up the knife and started cutting vegetables.

However, the shape of the dish was horrible.

After preparing all the dishes, Gu Mo opened the phone's search function and found the recipes.

Originally, he planned to follow the order of the recipes to get the dishes, but because he accidentally spilled water into the pot, he turned the pot upside down and caught fire. In his panic, Gu Mo threw the dishes and dishes into the pot.

The fire was extinguished, but looking at the dishes in the pot, Gu Mo's face turned dark.

After finally 'fishing' the plate out, Gu Mo smelled the smell of burnt food again, so he started to stir fry at a loss.

After the two people in the living room smelled the smell, they looked at each other, but at the same time, they chose to remain silent instead of telling Gu Mo to turn on the range hood.

Because they knew in their hearts that if they reminded Gu Mo at this time, Gu Mo's self-esteem would definitely be hit.

Half an hour later, the living room was filled with a strange smell, and the two looked at each other again, with a question in their eyes: How did Gu Mo stay in the kitchen?
However, when the two of them were thinking about it, Gu Mo had already walked out of the kitchen, and his expression became extremely ugly, while Gu Mo looked extremely embarrassed.

An Xiaoyu wanted to laugh very much, but she still restrained herself in an extremely gentlemanly manner.

Gu Mo looked at the two of them with some embarrassment, and then strode out of An Yiqian's house without saying a word.

After confirming that Gu Mo was far away, An Xiao Yucai finally burst into laughter.

An Yiqian did not laugh like An Xiaoyu, but walked into the kitchen frowning.

The situation in the kitchen can be described as appalling.

The kitchen, which used to be neat, is now a mess. On the table and on the ground, there are vegetable leaves and vegetable residues, and even cheap oil is everywhere.

But An Yiqian's eyes were not on those things, but on the trash can.

There, there were dishes cooked by Gu Mo, all of which were burnt black.

And this situation exactly overlaps with that of five years ago.

When Yunnuo lived in her house five years ago, he cooked for himself for the first time, and it was the same result.

When she came home from get off work, she only saw the horrible dishes in the trash can and the messy kitchen, but Yun Nuo was not there.

And Yunnuo also ran away from home because of that cooking.

This time, Gu Mo did the same.

It's just that last time, she looked for it and found it, but this time, she won't look for it again.

Sighing slightly, An Yiqian was about to clean the kitchen, but at this moment the doorbell rang again.