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At this moment, facing his precious daughter Fang Yi'ai felt uncomfortable for no reason, it felt like sitting on pins and needles, but he still put on a strong heart to dress Lin Jinmo.

Take the baby girl downstairs and put her in the baby chair by the dining table and get ready for breakfast.

If it were normal, today's breakfast would still be enjoyable, warm and harmonious, but now except for Lin Jinmo, a cute little baby, who was eating with gusto as usual, the other two adults were all buried in silence, enjoying their meal.

"Big, big."

"kindness?"

"I just had a gnawing mother like you."

He tried his best to look up at his round face, with a bit of pride in his words, as if asking for praise from Writer Lin, to show his encouragement.

As soon as Lin Zikui heard this, the white pure milk that had just been picked up and poured into his mouth was spurted out in one gulp.

"Pfft!" The white liquid was sprayed all over the table, and Fang Yiai who was on the side didn't care about her blushing face again when she saw her lover like this, she pulled the paper towel on the table and wiped it carefully.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." Writer Lin, who was so red-eyed and red-faced from choking, patted his chest to breathe for himself, and stared fixedly at the little kid sitting opposite who was almost dancing .

"Hehehehe... Momo, this, I really think that this game is not fun at all, let's stop playing it in the future, okay?"

"Okay." Lin Jinmo nodded to Writer Lin in a shrill voice, being a good boy.Lin Zikui felt a little better after getting the guarantee from her little ancestor, because she was afraid that this little guy would do something out of the ordinary and ruin her reputation at that time.Speaking of reputation, Lin Zikui secretly glanced at Her Majesty the Queen beside her, guessed right, Fang Yiai was looking at her with those sad eyes, so she had to pat her lover's hand to comfort her, but Lin Zikui The writer is a sensible person, so he must be coaxing the queen again tonight!

Bite the last bite of the bun in his hand, Lin Jinmo was caught off guard again and said: "This game is so dangerous, mom and dad don't play it anymore!"

He said it with a serious face, and the two adults were baffled when they heard it. They both put down the breakfast in their hands, looked puzzled, and asked at the same time: "Dangerous?"

"Yes, there is still a lot of blood on Da Da's neck!"

"Blood?" Fang Yiai was frightened at first when she said this, she gnawed Writer Lin back twice, yes, but not so violently, she leaned towards Lin Zikui, slightly raised her lover's face , tilting his head to look at Xin's long neck, he was surprised again, immediately lowered his voice, and blamed, "Ah! Husband, why don't you wipe off the lipstick!"

"Lipstick? You didn't wear any lipstick for breakfast early in the morning?!"

Pushing Writer Lin's face away, Her Majesty the Queen gave Lin Zikui a coquettish look, and muttered in her heart, it's not to seduce you!Really puzzled style!

Chapter 88 The Birth of Jinmo (9)

Breakfast was a mess in panic and embarrassment. When she finally stepped out of her house with her bag in hand, Her Majesty the Queen let out a sigh of relief. She promised that she would never do this in the kitchen with Lin Zikui in her life. This kind of thing, even if Jin Mo is not at home, she won't do it anymore.

As if thinking of something again, she took out the small mirror and foundation in her bag. The tooth marks from the little guy's bite just now haven't disappeared. It seems that she needs to apply a thick layer of foundation on her face to cover it up. Okay!

What about Writer Lin? Today is Friday. Parent-child activities are held in the kindergarten. In the morning, accompanied by parents, I play games with my children at school. In the afternoon, I can let the baby rest at home. Her Majesty is busy with work, although she is very busy. I am reluctant to wait for this opportunity to get close to the baby, but I can't come here.

The games are also boring, such as eagle catching chicks, throwing handkerchiefs and other games that Writer Lin was tired of playing when he was a child, there is no other novelty.

……

It was finally noon, and Her Majesty the Queen called back to socialize with clients, so she didn't come back for dinner.

Baby Jinmo had a great time playing with the children all morning. After eating, he rubbed his eyes and clamored to go to sleep. Lin Zikui didn't plan to wake him up until 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Thinking that my daughter is tired, it would be good to sleep more in the afternoon to catch up on sleep, she is still busy handing over manuscripts, so her ears will be clean.

"Bang bang bang... big, big."

Lin Jinmo kept patting on Lin Zikui's study door with her frail little hands, so frightened that Writer Lin hurriedly pushed away the computer on the desk and ran to open the door.

"What's the matter, baby?" As soon as the door was opened, the little guy pouted, lowered his head, and didn't look at her.

Realizing that something was wrong with her daughter, Lin Zikui knelt down and stroked Jinmo's head, "Why don't you talk, are you hungry?"

He took a step back to distance himself from Lin Zikui, avoided Lin Zikui's hand on his head, and stood there dumbfounded holding the corner of his pajamas.

"Do you want to be big? It's still a nightmare. Come on, big big hug, okay?" After finishing speaking, he got up and went forward to hug the little guy and give him some comfort, but Lin Jinmo avoided him again up.

As if thinking of something, Lin Zikui pulled the little guy to her, touched her crotch, suddenly realized and at the same time couldn't laugh or cry, "Hehehehe... how old are you, my precious girl, and you still pee in the crotch!? "

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