The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

When the butler heard these two words, he froze in place.

But he reacted fairly quickly, and immediately went to get the kettle and poured water.

Seeing that Mo Junzhe couldn't even think about it, he poured it down his throat.

"It's hot, please slow down, sir."

Mo Junzhe didn't speak for a long time, and after such a big glass of water poured into his throat, he recovered a little.

The little fan dumpling in his arms was obviously startled by this strange movement.

Just don't be afraid.

He just looked at his father with those pink and tender eyes.

"I'm full." Mo Xiaobao chose what he thought was a very suitable time, and finally he was able to exit safely.

Then she got down from the chair, and Naimeng said, "Xiaobao is finished eating, Dad and Ranran eat slowly, Xiaobao goes to receive the punishment first."

He had thought it all over, wasn't it just a punishment to stand.

Just stand obediently for a while, and treat it as exercise.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Junzhe's reply, he left the restaurant directly.

The whole house fell into silence again.

Mo Junzhe's lips were flushed, and he wanted to take a deep breath, but in the end he could only bear it because of his face.

Turning around, looking at Bai Xiran's smiling face, I felt even more uncomfortable all of a sudden.

It seemed a little gnashing of teeth.

"Is the wife full too?"

Bai Xiran blinked her eyes, subconsciously shook her head, "No."

She compared her bowls, "There are still so many dishes, obviously I'm not full."

But Mo Junzhe spoke faster than her, and made a decision directly, "Housekeeper, remove all the things. Ask someone to come and take the young lady to take a bath."

The housekeeper nodded. He had worked in Mo's house for decades, so he naturally knew his husband's temperament.

How can I refute it, so I just went to ask someone to clean it up immediately.

Not long after, the servant hurried in to clean up the dishes.

And Mrs. Wang also came to take Mo Weitian away, "I'll take the miss to take a bath, and the lady will call me again if she has orders."

"Ok."

Bai Xiran has an indifferent attitude.

She is full, and now there is a glass of juice beside her, and she is leaning on the dining table and chairs contentedly.

Looking at it from Mo Junzhe's point of view, the little wife's face was full of satisfaction.

And he...

It's okay if you're not full.

In order to show that I am very powerful, I can take my daughter without affecting the meal, I ate a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and now my stomach is actually empty.

And because of the last piece of spicy chicken, the whole throat seemed to be on fire...

It hurts.

Very spicy.

Very upset!
"Is your wife having a good time?"

He remained calm, and there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes.

But who is Bai Xiran?

Having been with him day and night for many years, how could it be impossible to tell that the man is in a bad mood now.

"No."

"Give me spicy food on purpose?"

Mo Junzhe looked at her with black eyes, and there were some inexplicable emotions hidden in him, but it was obvious that it was more unhappiness that could not be concealed.

She just laughed, her voice soft and soft, with helplessness in every word.

"What's the matter, who knows that you still can't eat spicy food after so many years. Just a little bit, can you not eat it?"

"I can't eat it." Mo Junzhe was confident and uncomfortable, "I can't eat any!"

"Oh." Bai Xiran covered her ears.

She looked over innocently and stuck out her tongue.

This time, he changed his mind, directly clenched the man's arm, leaned closer, and said in a flat voice, "Then... it's my fault? Husband, you have a big forgiveness, don't care about me?"