The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife

Tong Lele was shocked by the sudden roar of Mo Qijue.

Tong Lele immediately stopped crying, looked at the angry man in front of him for a moment, and then yelled, "Why, do you want to be fat and beat me?"

"Do you want to find a beating?" Mo Qijue narrowed his eyes.

"Slacker, dare you try to beat me?" Tong Lele raised her brows and provoked at Mo Qijue.

If he dares to beat him, he will tell Mommy!

"Sleep obediently! Don't talk in sleep!"

Mo Qijue ordered.

Especially the dream talk about Mommy!

"I'm talking in my dreams hindering you? Why are you so excited? I just want Mommy!" Tong Lele said angrily, holding the doll, "You woke me up, I can't sleep! And, I hungry!"

Grandma, a ball.

He cried for a day, and no one really gave him food.

Fortunately, he had hidden a lot of snacks in the room before, so that he would not be hungry.

He went on a hunger strike to scare this man.

Change the rules and let him contact the outside world.

In this way, he can go back to Mommy's side.

Who knows, this man is hard-hearted!

Had Mo Lisi never resisted?

"If you are on a hunger strike, you have to bear the hunger yourself." Mo Qijue said coldly.

Then turned and left Mo Lisi's room.

"Huh! Really unsympathetic daddy!" Tong Lele said towards the tall and indifferent figure of Mo Qijue, "I won't let my mom marry a man like you to die!"

If he goes back to reunite with Mommy, he must seriously discuss with Mommy which type of man can't want it!

Especially Mo Qijue's focus!

Tong Lele, a snack food, eats more snacks, has not eaten a regular meal, or has no soup. He always feels that he has not eaten anything before, and his stomach is already groaning.

Mo Qijue left the room, went downstairs, and ordered the housekeeper Feng to send someone into the kitchen to make food.

Tong Lele was upstairs, and when he smelled the aroma, his stomach screamed even harder.

"Hey, could it be that Mo Qijue was talking about it for fun? The surface is cold, but the heart is very concerned about him?"

Tong Lele secretly rejoiced, put on his shoes, and walked downstairs.

But when he walked to the restaurant, he only saw Mo Qijue eating. Tong Lele looked at Mo Qijue incredulously and stared at him with wide eyes, "Why are you eating my food?"

"When did you say it was made for you?" Mo Qijue ate the noodles and glanced at Tong Lele lightly.

Tong Lele stomped his feet on the spot, "Damn it! Are you planning to starve your son to death? You are so ruthless? Don't you know that your son is hungry for a day? You actually eat by yourself without cooking mine. Servings? Seriously???"

Isn't TV all played like this?

The heroine and heroine lose their temper and do not eat, and then the always domineering president will cook for her personally to show her gentle side.

How could it not work on him?

Did Mo Qijue eat it by himself?

Don't call him?

Is it just because he is not the heroine?

Is it still Daddy?

How did Mo Lisi live until now?

"Ziyou—"

Mo Qijue also uttered a voice particularly mean.

This sound made Tong Lele confused, but when he saw Tong Lele slapped his forehead, he said, "I'll take it! You will lose your baby like this!"

With that said, Tong Lele climbed onto Mo Qijue's thigh, no matter what the three-seven-one, grabbed the chopsticks and bowl in his hand, and ate the noodles.

"Emmm...hiccup!"

Tong Lele gobbled it up, and after eating a bowl of noodles, he hiccuped.

A look of satisfaction.

"When you are full, go upstairs to sleep." Mo Qijue looked at the little Tong Lele sitting on his lap, stiff.

Since he took the child home five years ago, he still hasn't corrected his mentality. He is actually the father of a five-year-old.