Ma'am, give me a baby

The dumplings are very fragrant, and the stuffing made by Liu Shaochen is not bad. I have eaten it many times before, but it has never been as delicious as this time...

"Hurry up and eat, I've already eaten dinner." Pushing away the chopsticks that were reaching out to him again, Liu Shaochen looked at him with a smile, "You have to eat everything, I've been doing it for a long time."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing paused and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You did it?"

"Yes."

The man stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction, "I didn't expect my wife to do so many things, this dumpling is so delicious."

Liu Shaochen smiled and said nothing, knowing how to do these things was something he learned unintentionally. He was not destined to be a young master, and there were no extra servants to serve him in Biezhuang. There was only one teacher who taught him to read, and two middle-aged men and women , In those ten years, he regarded them as family members, and it was impossible for him to order them around, so he also tried his best to help.

There was a big plate of dumplings, and it took only a while for Mo Ziqing to eat the whole plate. Putting down his chopsticks, he sighed contentedly, "I haven't had such a good appetite for a long time."

"After that, I often cook for you." Liu Shaochen called the maid at the door to clean up the dishes, then turned his head and smiled.

"No, I can't do it often." Mo Ziqing grabbed his hand, "Cooking is not so easy, so I can't make you tired."

Liu Shaochen had no choice but to say, "When I'm idle, I'm also idle. I'm already proficient at checking accounts. I only do one or two hours a day to look at them. The rest of the time is boring."

Mo Ziqing pulled him to stand up and walk to the door. He just finished eating, so he won't feel uncomfortable when he goes out for a walk, "Isn't it like reading? You can read the books in this study as you like. If there are not enough books, I'll ask my elder brother for some. His There are many books."

"It's impossible to read it all the time." Liu Shaochen turned his head to look at the bookshelves in the study room, where books were neatly arranged. There are no less than a hundred books here, how could they finish reading them so quickly.

Mo Ziqing pondered for a moment, then looked down at the people around him, "Then what do you like to do?"

"...I don't really like it either," Liu Shaochen shook his head, "I used to like growing vegetables with Uncle Yuan and Aunt Yuan, and raising cats and dogs."

"Uncle Yuan?" Mo Ziqing asked suspiciously about the unfamiliar address.

Speaking of this, Liu Shaochen unconsciously showed a little missing expression, "It's the people who take care of me, and Mrs. Zhang. They have taken care of me for ten years. Since I returned to Yecheng, there has been no news."

Mo Ziqing stood still and gently hugged him, "I'll take you back to have a look when I have time."

"Really?" Liu Shaochen looked up at him with anticipation in his eyes. People of their status had to stay at home before they got married, and they were even trapped in a yard after they got married. Now Mo Ziqing not only I often take him outside to play, and according to what he said, can he leave Yecheng?

Mo Ziqing reached out to pinch his nose, and smiled dotingly, "Why not?"

Putting his arms around the man's waist, Liu Shaochen leaned his head against his strong chest, "Thank you."

"Thank you again..." Mo Ziqing moved his hand to his waist, "I'm going to punish you!"

Before he could react, Liu Shaochen couldn't help laughing, and hid everywhere, but he couldn't hide from the man's hand, "Don't, stop scratching, it's so itchy..."

Bursts of crisp laughter echoed in the yard, causing the nearby servants to look sideways, and even the four people in the kitchen who were scrambling to eat dumplings poked their heads out...

……

After washing up, the two sat on the bed. Mo Ziqing was carefully brushing Liu Shaochen's wet hair, while the person whose hair was being wiped was staring at his feet seriously.

The two had just finished taking a bath, and they were only wearing loose underwear. Liu Shaochen was sitting with his back facing Mo Ziqing. This posture was just right for a serious person brushing his hair to see the infinite scenery...

Fair chest, and a pair of long legs that he likes very much...

"Ziqing?" Feeling that the movement of wiping his hair stopped, Liu Shaochen turned to look at him suspiciously, "Are you ready?"

"Hmm, um!" Mo Ziqing quickly shifted his gaze, and he couldn't help it anymore.

It has been more than 20 days, and Mo Ziqing has never touched Liu Shaochen again. God knows how hard he endured...