Chapter 2621 Just taste thirty mouthfuls

"..."

Doesn't he care?

Mo Huantong stood still, her hands and feet a little cold.

With a bang, the door was closed gently but not firmly, and the sound of the man's leaving footsteps gradually became distant until it was completely inaudible.

Mo Huantong walked slowly to the bed, bent down and sat down on the edge of the bed. She raised her head and looked at the box of dysmenorrhea pills on the bedside table, and she was in a daze.

Mo Beiyan quickly went down to the second floor. The man's back was straight. He strode out of the villa and paused when he passed the middle of the garden.

On the lawn, Mo Yaochen was fighting with a servant with a water gun. He was soaked all over, and his white shirt stuck to his belly. He smiled with his eyes narrowed, looking very handsome, "Wow! I won!

"

The servant smiled and nodded, "Young Master is the most powerful, even we can't beat you."

Mo Yaochen snorted coldly, thinking about the last time Xiaojiu hooked his shoulder with his instep and knocked him over, he felt even more unhappy, "When I have mastered the peerless magic skill, I will definitely break the hand of that person named Xiaoba Xiaojiu!"

Anger will be repaid.

He has the same virtue as his father...

Mo Beiyan looked a little lost. He was thinking, if he had a son, would he be so lively and active?

Maybe even skinnier than Mo Yaochen.

"Daddy!"

Suddenly, a small figure rushed up to him. Mo Beiyan suddenly came back to his senses. Mo Yaochen grabbed his trouser legs and tried to climb on him, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, it's cool to see you sprinkle water."

Mo Beiyan said and bent down to pick him up. Mo Yaochen was used to being hugged, and his hands habitually wrapped around his neck. He smiled with his eyebrows creasing, "How cool is that?"

"As cool as you want."

The man was a little absent-minded. Mo Yaochen keenly noticed that he frowned and grabbed his collar in displeasure, "Daddy!"

Are you still thinking about other boys when you talk to him?!

He fell in love with someone else?!

Mo Beiyan came back to his senses and patted his butt with a big hand, "Let's go see your dad."

Mo Yaochen looked confused, "Dad is taking a nap, and mom said you shouldn't be woken up when you have a fever, otherwise you will become stupid."

"..."

This kind of excuse is something Mr. Ran could not come up with.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Mo Nanjue becoming a little stupid, otherwise nothing will escape his eyes.

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows lightly and strode towards the villa with Mo Yaochen in his arms.

Master bedroom.

The heating is turned on very high, and the room is as warm as spring.

Mo Nanjue leaned on the head of the bed, with a pillow behind his back, a heavy eiderdown quilt covering his body, and a cup of warm water at hand.

Complete patient treatment.

The man's face was a little red due to the fever, and his thin bangs hit his forehead, exuding an aura of laziness that was invisible on weekdays. Tong Ran sat on the edge of the bed with porridge, scooped up a spoon and handed it over, "Ah - open your mouth."

Mo Nanjue said with a cold face, "I won't eat it!"

I've been eating this damn thing for a day, and I'm going to get sick even if I'm not sick!

It does not have any taste!

"The doctor said you need to replenish your strength." Tong Ran blew on the porridge and took a sip first. "It tastes very good. I put in a little bit of minced meat. You can try it. I won't force you, just try it three times."

Ten mouthfuls.”

"..."

So many mouths and you still call it tasting?!

Mo Nanjue's lips were pale. He reluctantly glanced at the porridge in the bowl and turned his face away.

Tong Ran bit his lower lip and was thinking about how to get him to drink porridge. This man was sick and refused to be obedient, so he was even more difficult to coax than his son.

Every time she gets sick, she eats porridge obediently and very consciously.

He still means to laugh at her?!
Chapter completed!