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

"Mummy, I want to tell you that you can't let your son lose at the starting line, you know?"

Tong Lele said bitterly.

I walked to the restaurant and brought out the freshly baked food, "Mummy, I'm waiting for you to come back for dinner, my baby is starving."

"Baby, have you never eaten dinner? Didn't I explain that your mommy has something to go out and let you eat first?" Tong Jiumo hurriedly walked over, frowning and saying, "You are not afraid of starving mom. My baby!"

"Hmph!" Tong Lele snorted, and said angrily, "You mommy, leave your son behind and go on a date! You got hit by the baby! Are you worried that the baby is a small oil bottle? So Dare to let the baby see the light?"

When Tong Jiu Mo was serving the soup, he looked at Tong Lele and said, "I'm considering whether to send you to the entertainment industry for transformation. Maybe I will become a hot little child star!"

"Emma, ​​don't you worry that such a cute baby will be seen on the mirror, and then try to steal the baby?" Tong Lele drank Tong Jiumo's soup and glared at her Said.

"Your brain is so big and your acting skills are so good. I won't send you to the entertainment industry. It's really a loss for the entertainment industry." Tong Jiumo said seriously, holding vegetables, "Mummy is going to work, not going to date. "

"Is it really just work? The handsome boss personally takes you home, really nothing else?" Tong Lele raised an eyebrow at Tong Jiumo.

"Eat well," Tong Jiumo told Tong Lele.

"Yes, Mommy."

Tong Lele really took a meal seriously, but still looked at Tong Jiumo from time to time.

Careful, he can feel that Mommy is a little different.

It's like something on my mind.

So when Mommy entered the house, he felt it, so he kept teasing Mommy, trying to divert her attention.

However, it seems to be of little use.

But if Mommy didn't say it, he was not easy to ask.

"Lele, Mommy is full." Tong Jiumo lost his appetite after drinking some soup.

"Mommy, you only eat so little, do you want to lose weight and make a baby?" Tong Lele watched as Tong Jiumo didn't eat much, and didn't eat much food.

"People are big and small." Tong Lele snorted.

After returning to the room, Tong Jiumo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the tall buildings outside the window.

Childlike heart, Gong Shaochen.

These two names, plus the past, all landed one by one.

...

When Mo Qijue returned to the castle, he saw Mo Lisi sitting at the dining table, eating big mouthfuls, without dining etiquette.

He couldn't help frowning and walked over.

When Steward Feng saw that the young master was back, he bowed respectfully, "Master, you are back."

"What's the matter with him?" Mo Qijue's voice was indifferent.

"I don't know what happened to the young master. I ordered the young master to take the dinner back to the castle. After the young master smelled the aroma, he immediately asked me to eat it. I have never seen the young master eat so happy."

Steward Feng said.

It was the first time I saw the little master eat so joyfully.

"Daddy, didn't you say you want to hire me a royal chef? That's it, I like to eat her dishes!"

When Mo Lisi was carrying a few fresh-keeping boxes in Feng Guanjia, he just sniffed and smelled that it was Mummy's cooking!

"There are so many cooks at home, is it not enough for you to toss?" Mo Qijue couldn't help frowning.

This is obviously the royal chef he signed. Does his son want to grab him?

"Daddy, I want this young lady to be my imperial cook." Mo Lisi said firmly.

Mo Qijue washed his hands, and the steward Feng pulled a chair for Mo Qijue. As soon as he sat down, he heard Mo Lisi's words and his eyes were cold, "How do you know that you are a woman."