[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

Mo Zhixi has never been a person who is afraid of being hated by others, what he is afraid of is the feeling of despair when he is alone and helpless.

When Yu Zeshen confiscated Mo Zhixi's mobile phone, Nai Baozi was lying on the sofa, holding a tablet without Internet connection in his arms, playing Xiaoxiaole that did not require Internet connection.

Yu Zeshen was leaning on the balcony railing, probably ordering his subordinates to quickly remove everything from the Internet.

This phone call has been going on for quite some time, Mo Zhixi has died eight times in the first thousand, 190 and three levels of Xiaoxiaole, and the frown of his Ah Shen has not disappeared.

Mo Zhixi's eyes flickered, he secretly lifted the tablet, turned the volume to mute, turned off the flash, and then quietly took a picture.

Adjust the filter, adjust the saturation, drag here and there, and soon, his Ah Shen will be fresh out of the oven.Mo Zhixi looked very satisfied.

Mo Zhixi took a thorough look at the place where Ah Shen hid his mobile phone, but it was in the pocket of his Ah Shen's suit, and at this moment, the suit was lying on the sofa.

[It's your Mo Zhixi: Mr. freshly baked, frowning would be ugly!Picture: A deep handsome photo.JPG]

Mo Zhixi is on the cusp of the storm at the moment, and as soon as the Weibo is posted, all kinds of people are moved by the news, and the milk powder, milk black and the resisters are torn together.

However, Mo Zhixi didn't pay attention to the follow-up. He threw the phone on the sofa as if holding a hot potato in his hand, and then lifted the tablet to block most of his face.

A pair of sneaky eyes popped out just like that, and they happened to collide with Yu Zeshen's gaze.Yu Zeshen's vision seemed to be filled with long-fermented sweet wine, full of sweet and fragrant taste.

Mo Zhixi blushed, but she couldn't bear to look away.It only blinked, like a greedy cat that found cheese but refused to let it go.

Yu Ze took a picture of his Xi Bao with a deep smile. He opened Weibo, and the first thing he clicked was that this naughty kid from his family secretly took pictures of him with his mobile phone.

Yu Zeshen's lips were slightly bent, a smile seemed to fill his eyes in an instant, and his slender fingertips tapped on the phone screen.

[Yu Zeshen: Bad boy.Photo: Nai Xi is smiling secretly.JPG]

Yu Zeshen is willing to spoil his Xibao, even if those who can't get it are bitter about his treasure, saying that Yu is always a softie, but Yu Zeshen never minds being a softie in front of Xibao.

His Xi Bao had agreed to take care of him.He, Yu Zeshen, is the one who eats Xi Bao's hard work.He loves it.

Yu Zeshen single-handedly controlled the commotion on Weibo.But at home, it was his Xi Bao who had the final say.

Mo Zhixi just rolled his eyes, and Yu Zeshen hung up the phone, and took the tablet from Nai Baozi's hand.

"There are five grids of energy left, you have to make sure to clear the level in one round, otherwise you will have to wait for an hour and a half."

Nai Baozi yelled, he turned around, put most of his body on Yu Zeshen's body, and then watched his Ah Shen go to clear the level for him.

"Come on! There are three more ice cubes!"

"Ahhh! The colorful bird came out! Ah Shen clicked it! Clicked it! Hurry up!"

"Hey! Why did this ugly frog appear again, it's so green, I don't know whose head it's squatting on!"

Mo Zhixi was so noisy, he just watched anxiously.

Yu Zeshen didn't think this cub was too noisy, he slowly wiped out the colorful little animals, listening to the "unbeliveable" and "exellent" once in a while.

It was completely different when playing with Mo Zhixi.This not-so-bright milk bun usually gets only a "good" and occasionally a "great".He can jump up happily.

The customs clearance continued, and Mo Zhixi's screams never stopped.He used Yu Zehan#哥#儿#全#理#Deep thighs as the best drumheads for drumming, and beat them again and again.

Yu Zeshen used to feel very empty in the big villa in Jienan, but as soon as this milk bun appeared in his sight, the feeling of emptiness seemed to fade away.

"Ah Shen! Give me a good ranking of No. [-] in the whole server! I'll go and write you down."

Mo Zhixi was gone, he saw in Yu Zeshen a future where he would dominate the entire server.

Yu Zeshen responded, and Nai Baozi's arrogant milk laughter fell into his ears, and every sound was stored in his memory.

His current memory has a Xi Bao attached to each ring, without Xi Bao's memory, it will disappear sooner or later.But Xibao can survive for a long time.

With the sound of "jingle ding dong dong" or "clang jingle" in the kitchen, Yu Zeshen sat calmly on the sofa, playing a childish game that he had never played before.

Mo Zhixi started the trouble in the kitchen.He didn't know how to knead colorful noodles, but fortunately, the almighty Baidu saved him.

Kneading the dough is a piece of cake, just add flour if there is too much water, and add water if there is too much flour.There will always be times when luck is overwhelming, and the water in the basin is just right.

At that time, Mo Zhixi had already got a large bowl full of flour dumplings.

After kneading the flour, Mo Zhixi started to make vegetable juices of various colors, then divided the big dough into seven or eight portions, poured a kind of vegetable juice into each portion, and finally threw a handful of flour into it.

Knead, knead, and after that, the perfect seven colorful doughs will be ready.The first step was very successful, and Mo Zhixi was extremely satisfied.

The second step is to knead the dough into a noodle that can go around the mansion several times, and then put it in the pot, let his Ah Shen chew it in one bite and it will not break.

Or, he has the noodle head in his mouth, and Ah Shen has the noodle tail in his mouth, that's okay too.

Mo Zhixi thought so beautifully, and he was full of energy for it, but the noodles are so easy to knead, not to mention that his dough is almost kneaded into a dead dough as he is constantly adding water and flour.

Mo Zhixi kneaded herself into a ball of white flour, but the noodles on the chopping board were still thick, short and broken.

In the end, Mo Zhixi had no choice but to resort to his trump card. He pinched the ends of various noodles of different lengths together, so that sewing and mending were almost done.

Nai Baozi only thinks how hot and smart he is, and he has come up with such a high IQ method.

After putting the noodles into the pot, they immediately floated up. Mo Zhixi scooped out the pot with a large colander, and he scooped up a lump of noodles just like that.

There is no salt, no oil, and no MSG. It is just boiled in white water.Fortunately, fortunately, Nai Baozi is not so ignorant of common sense in life, he has learned from Aunt Wang a long time ago.

In the refrigerator, there is a broth that Aunt Wang has made long ago, and there are plenty of seafood in it. Mo Zhixi only needs to pour it into the pot and heat it up to use it perfectly.

In this way, after about two hours, the delicious noodles finally appeared.

Holding a bowl as big as two of his faces in both hands, Mo Zhixi took very careful small steps in a sexual manner.

"Ah Shen! Come! Eat noodles!" Mo Zhixi shouted confidently.

Yu Zeshen's heart had already been on that busy cub when Mo Zhixi was ping-pong in the kitchen.

Immediately, he put down the tablet and took the oversized noodles from Mo Zhixi.

"Lights out!"

Mo Zhixi shouted, then squeezed the remote control and pressed it.

The lights went out, leaving only the scattered small lamps in the corner.In the open and in the dark, Mo Zhixi took out the colorful light beam that he had hidden in his arms all night.

Mo Zhixi sang the birthday song under the wave of the light beam.The singing voice is soft and has a milky smell, but even such a natural sound can't resist, a cub with tone deafness is tampering with the lyrics.

"Happy birthday to you! Be happy every day! Be happy when you think of Xi Bao! Be happy when you are not thinking of Xi Bao!"

Yu Zeshen had never heard the lyrics of going to the Pacific Ocean like this, but it was extremely beautiful.

He hasn't heard the birthday song since he was nine years old, when his mother got hit by a car trying to buy him a cake.Because of this, his birthday became a sad event that he didn't want to mention.

"My birthday is on July 20th, and then I decided to make your birthday, Ah Shen, 18 days earlier than mine, so today June NO.[-] is your birthday, Ah Shen."

Mo Zhixi knew about Yu Zeshen's original birthday, and Ah Shen had long been unwilling to go there.But how could Nai Baozi tolerate his Ah Shen not having a birthday?

Nai Baozi thought for a long time before he decided to give birth to his Ah Shen on June NO.18.For this reason, he specially bought this exaggerated colorful light beam.

Colorful light spots hit the wall and fell into Yu Zeshen's eyes.Through these lights, he watched his Xi Bao babbling and singing out-of-key songs, which made him happy every day.

"Xi Bao, why do you need to advance 20 days?"

"Twenty, twenty. Twenty, I love you."

"Ah, the No.18 of June, loves Xi Bao, the No. [-] of July."

Mo Zhixi said softly, he loved this sentence very much, it revealed a burst of sweetness when he said it, it could soak a whole person in a jar of honey.

Yu Zeshen simply loved his Xi Bao so much, he always had that iconic milky smell when he spoke, it was really sweet to death.

He was only willing to put a kiss on the lips of this baby, and then picked up the chopsticks.

That bowl of noodles looked like a dark dish.But Yu Zeshen was able to pick up the lump of black, red, blue, green and red-yellow noodles without changing his face, and bit down in one bite.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

"Then you contract all the bowls."

The moment Yu Zeshen raised his head, he didn't miss the flash of disgust in Mo Zhixi's eyes.

I don't know which cub said it well at the beginning. One of them will hold the noodle head in his mouth and the other will eat the noodle tail with his Ah Shen, and then "bajibaji" gnaws his mouth.

Now it seems that the colorful version of Naixi noodles is still left to his family, Ah Shen, to eat alone.

He, Mo Zhixi, looked at the full of love and was swallowed by his Ah Shen one by one, so it was the best.

A trace of helpless pampering flashed across Yu Zeshen's eyes.