Ma'am, give me a baby

After dressing neatly and washing up, Mo Ziqing and Liu Shaochen sat down at the dining table.

The breakfast is very simple, yam porridge served with crispy pancakes, Liu Shaochen, who worked hard all afternoon yesterday, ate deliciously, but...

"Master, does the food from the kitchen suit your appetite?" A maid serving beside Mo Ziqing asked softly. The woman's soft voice was so comfortable that even Liu Shaochen, who was buried in the porridge, raised his head. Glanced at her.

As if he didn't hear her, Mo Ziqing reached out and took a sliced ​​shortbread from the plate and handed it to Liu Shaochen, "Eat some more."

"Oh." Liu Shaochen took it and took a bite, his attention was attracted by the delicious food in his mouth, and he ignored the embarrassed maid next to him.

After a long time, Liu Shaochen finished his last sip of porridge, and when he wiped the corner of his lips, he accidentally saw the maid who had just spoken. She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Mo Ziqing who was still drinking porridge. Liu Shaochen frowned, and glanced at the other All of her servants kept their heads down in order, and she was the only one who seemed sneaky.

Following the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding, Mo Ziqing also finished his breakfast, turned around and saw Liu Shaochen looking in one direction seriously, and he also looked over, but his expression turned serious when he saw that it was a woman , took Liu Shaochen's hand and stood up, "Let's go, go and digest."

Liu Shaochen nodded, but the girl's appearance just now clearly indicated that she had something wrong with his Ziqing, this was the first time... He forgot that a man like Mo Ziqing was already very popular with girls...

Thinking of this, Liu Shaochen felt a little uncomfortable, and looked up at Mo Ziqing with resentment in his eyes.

Mo Ziqing's face was gloomy. Thinking of how serious Liu Shaochen looked at the woman just now, his heart was filled with sourness, and now he felt his gaze again, making him even more unhappy. He stopped and turned to look at the maid who was cleaning the table, "Xing'er , you should teach her the rules!"

Xing'er was the original maid in this mansion, and the one Mo Ziqing said was the little maid who didn't know how to behave.

"Yes, young master." Xing'er bowed and hurriedly responded.

Hearing her response, Mo Ziqing took Liu Shaochen's hand and walked into the yard, "You are not allowed to look at women... and you are not allowed to look at other men, do you hear me?"

Liu Shaochen was a little stunned, "I didn't watch it...it was the maid who watched you..."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing froze for a moment, this is considered...

"Have you tasted it?" With a tone full of ridicule, Mo Ziqing's gloomy face just now returned to its original state in an instant.

"...Why are you..." He was speechless, Liu Shaochen was extremely angry, raised his hand and patted his arm, pulled his hand from his hand, and walked forward angrily.

Mo Ziqing chuckled a few times, walked over quickly and pulled the angry man into his arms, and while he was resisting, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

"Hmm..." Liu Shaochen stared at him with his eyes open, but it didn't take long for the anger in those eyes to slowly disappear, leaving only a moving blur.

Mo Ziqing is very experienced in coaxing the angry Liu Shaochen...

When eating at noon, the little maid from the morning was gone, and Liu Shaochen was in a good mood, and all the sulking in the morning disappeared.

In the afternoon, Mo Ziqing was called away by Mo Li. The two of them did not know what they had said in the study, but when Mo Ziqing came out, his handsome face was covered with black clouds, and he could still see a trace of worry... …

Back at his residence, when he saw Liu Shaochen who was reading seriously, Mo Ziqing suppressed the anger in his heart, leaned over and hugged him, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm back," Liu Shaochen closed the book in his hand, letting Mo Ziqing see the title, "I'm bored by myself, so I found this book."

"Really, I'll take you out to play tomorrow." Mo Ziqing lowered his head and kissed his forehead, hugging him even tighter.

Sensing that something was wrong with him, Liu Shaochen asked worriedly: "What happened?"

After a long time, Mo Ziqing shook his head, "It's okay..."