the next day.

When nursery raffle went downstairs, I saw Wen Lu teasing Mo Mo.

It seems rare to see a friendly and comfortable smile on Wen Lu's face. The nursery rhyme was a little dazed. Maybe he was quite satisfied last night.

Thinking of this, she felt uncomfortable.

"Mama!" Wen Mo saw the nursery rhyme first, "Mama, morning."

"Mo Mo, morning." The nursery rauch came down the stairs. She didn't care whether it was hot or not today, and she wore it tightly, covering up the traces left by Wen Lu last night.

Wen Lu also greeted her when he saw her: "Good morning."

It’s like when we first got married, we respect each other as guests and support each other.

"Are early." The nursery rhyme responded to him.

The family sat in the restaurant for dinner as usual.

Mo Mo hasn't seen his father for many days, so he insists on sitting in his father's arms and acting coquettishly with him.

Wen Lu carried him over, sat on his lap, and fed him a few bites of porridge with a spoon.

"I have social engagements tonight, so I won't come back." Wen Lu fed Mo Mo and said calmly.

At first, Meng Yao thought Wen Lu was not talking to her, but when she came back to her senses, she realized that he was talking to her.

She nodded: "I understand."

He rarely took the initiative to tell her things. The nursery roma further understood that he was quite satisfied last night.

Wen Lu was very serious about feeding the child, but his posture was strange. After feeding him for a while, he found that his arms were sore.

He stopped feeding and stuffed the spoon into Momo's hand: "Eat it yourself."

"Um." Mo Mo smacked his lips and had to do it himself.

The little guy didn't bother Wen Lu, and used a spoon to dig the porridge in the wooden bowl bit by bit, but he was unwilling to leave his father's arms. He raised his little face from time to time and dug a spoonful of porridge to feed Wen Lu: "Dad..."

Wen Lucai refused to eat it, shook his head: "You eat it yourself."

The more he didn't eat it, the more Mo Mo insisted, and was anxious: "Dad, Dad, eat..."

Feed the spoon to Wenlu's mouth.

Wen Lu disliked him. Just as he was about to remove Mo Mo's hand, the nursery rookie said lightly: "Mo Mo is your son, why do you dislike him so much?"

Wen Lu looked up at her: "I have a cleanliness."

"Oh..." Tong Yao disliked him in her heart and was obsessed with cleanliness.

Mo Mo was about to cry in a hurry. Does his father dislike him?

The nursery rhyme understands children, so she opened her arms and hugged Mo Mo over: "Mo Mo, thank you, mom, I like Mo Mo the most."

Mo Mo Ke was happy, so he raised his little hand and fed the nursery rhyme to eat porridge.

The nursery rhyme was eaten in one bite, with curling eyebrows and eyes looking at Xiao Momo with drowsiness.

Xiao Momo was very happy. She rolled in the arms of the nursery rhyme, and the rice grains fell on the nursery rhyme, and the nursery rhyme didn't dislike it.

Wen Lu stared at them for a long time and frowned.

Just as they were making a fuss, Tong Yao and Wen Mo finished their breakfast. For the first time, Tong Yao found that Wen Lu did not leave early today.

"Are you not in a hurry to work today?" she asked.

"The companies are mine, and I still want to go whenever I want."

"Oh, then I'm going to work, why don't you take Momo to the nursery today?"

I haven't sent Wenlu yet!

"I have a driver at home, so I don't need to send it myself. You don't need to send it myself in the future. When someone saw it, I thought that our Wen family had no drivers."

There was a dim light in the eyes of the nursery wolf, and she found that she and Wen Lu were not on the same channel.
Chapter completed!