He Is Warmer Than Time

She walked up to Qin Mo and said coldly: "What are you doing in my house?"

Professor Qin took it for granted: "I came back late. When I came back, the cafeteria was out of food, so I could only go to your house to eat."

Gu Jingxing clenched his fists and warned himself in his heart that for the sake of the military development of the motherland, I will tolerate it.

He has a big picture, Song Ran doesn't need to have a big picture.

"Don't you also have a kitchen in your house? Don't you know how to cook?"

"will not."

Tsk tsk, speaking so arrogantly, it is really angry that Song Ran Qiqiao smokes.

"You won't, won't Sun Man?"

"Nor."

Song Ran gritted his teeth: "That has nothing to do with me. Where can I go back where I came from? I don't welcome you at my house."

Qin Mo calmly glanced at Gu Jingxing: "Twenty-five..."

Gu Jingxing's forehead bulged with blue veins. He knew that Qin Mo was using the J-25 fighter to threaten him. The military department was letting go. If Qin Mo can build the J-25, everyone in the military must cooperate with him.

Gu Jingxing tried to calm down the anger in his heart, and took Song Ran's hand to sit down: "Let him eat here."

Song Ran was at a loss, what's the situation? What kind of dumb riddles these two people played, how can they stay for dinner after saying twenty-five?

Morse code?

She looked at Gu Jingxing. Gu Jingxing was motionless. She stretched out her hand and pulled Gu Jingxing's fingers. Gu Jingxing gritted her teeth and said, "Eat."

Song Ran glared at Qin Mo bitterly. It seemed that she was about to show off her assassin. She turned to Niannian who was playing with herself on the sofa: "Niannian, come here..."

Nian-nian slid down the sofa, ran over on her short legs, and threw herself on her lap: "Mom...Mom..."

Song Ran picked her up, put her in the baby chair, and moved to Qin Mo's side: "Since Professor Qin wants to stay for dinner, I can't eat this meal in my family for nothing. You can help me feed my girl. "

Qin Mo faced Nian Nian, it was really a psychological shadow, this girl, regardless of her young age, destructive power, that is a pretty big one.

He was a little bit groaned, but his face was calm, ah, the little girl sitting in the baby chair, at least she won’t pee on him, and she won’t flood his home again, the little girl now. With a grin, it doesn't seem to be destructive.

He smiled and said: "A reasonable request, I will naturally not eat your family for nothing."

As he said, he picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth. Song Ran hurriedly waved his hand: "We like to drink tomato egg soup. You just need to feed her some soup."

Qin Mo was slanderous in his heart, asking quite a lot, really using him as a nanny.

But isn't this all he rushed to ask for?

There is no way, to accept his fate, but to be called around and drunk.

He scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it into the mouth of the little ancestor. As soon as Nian-nian swallowed it, she vomited it all out and vomited it onto his pants.

Young Master Qin, Professor Qin, this little girl is a demon, don't you have a long memory?

Niannian shook her head: "Don't eat... Don't eat..."

The dramatist Song Ran ran over: "Is it too hot? You can feed her without blowing it."

She looked disgusted, and Qin Mo's forehead was full of blue veins. It was the mother and daughter uniting him again, he endured it, he endured it!

Gu Jingxing is calm and relaxed, don't you have to eat at my house? Then you can eat it, it depends on whether you have the ability to eat this meal.