"Then why don't you let me call you mom?" Tang Ruizhe asked doubtfully.

Chen Qian looked at them with gentle eyes and explained warmly, "I mean, you call me mom like your younger brother. When you call me mom, I feel like you have grown up."

When the child's name changes from mom to mom, as a mother, I really feel that there is a distance between myself and my child.

The child has grown up.

And she hasn't spent much time with them yet, and they are about to grow up.

Chen Qian was very panicked and disappointed.

This is very unacceptable.

Tang Ruizhe is a straight boy. He said with a serious face, "I have grown up. I am almost seventeen and will soon be 1.8 meters tall."

Tang Ze came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. Seeing that his prickly son didn't understand the style at all, he said angrily, "Your mother told you to call you mom, so you call her mom. Why is there so much nonsense?"

After being taught a lesson by Tang Ze, Tang Ruizhe could only look at Chen Qian obediently and shout, "Mom."

Chen Qian smiled happily and said, "Yes, that's what I'll call you from now on."

After Tang Ruizhe shouted, he curled his lips, feeling extremely awkward.

I feel like I suddenly feel like a mother's baby.

Tang Ze cooked a table of dishes, and the family of four gathered together, feeling warm and loving.

Karasawa stewed a nest of beef and potatoes, which looked very appetizing.

He gave Chen Qian a piece of beef and said, "Come on, Xiao Qian, try my stewed beef. The filming is over. You don't have to worry about being on camera. You need to eat more. You've become as thin as lightning now."

"

Chen Qian took a bite of the beef, looked at Tang Ze with crooked eyebrows and praised, "Wow, Brother Aze, it tastes so good."

Tang Ze was praised, so he smiled and gave her another piece, "Eat more."

Chen Qian also took a piece for him and said, "Brother Aze, you can eat too."

Tang Ruizhe and Chen Ruijie sat quietly across from them, watching their parents picking up food for each other and ignoring their brothers. The two looked resentful.

Chen Ruijie lowered his head and plucked the rice. Tang Ruizhe looked at Chen Qian dissatisfied and complained, "Mom, don't just focus on serving your brother Aze. Your twin sons are still crying for food."

Tang Ze's tone was unkind, "Pinch it yourself, who will wait for you?"

"Then you brought us here to eat dog food?"

Chen Qian was embarrassed and quickly gave chopsticks to each of her two sons.

Habits became natural, and she and Tang Ze got used to each other every time they ate.
Chapter completed!