"Then don't fry it! Who wants to eat it?!" Mo Nanjue roared coldly. He wanted to chop him with a knife?!

Mo Yaochen hurriedly raised his hands high, "I want to eat, I want to eat!"

"..." Mo Nanjue's face darkened, and his big palm slapped his small buttocks, "No eating! You can lose weight tonight!"

"Dad, I'm not fat!"

"You're short!"

“…”

Mo Nanjue's attention was successfully diverted by his son. He hugged him and walked out of the kitchen angrily. Before leaving, he turned around and stared at Luo Xiao, "If I see you secretly kiss you again, don't want to have a mouth in the future!"

Luo Xiao held up the knife, "I touched it with my hands if I don't have a mouth."

"..." Mo Nanjue almost vomited blood, "Let me down your broken knife!"

Luo Xiao held back his laughter, "You bought this knife."

"So what if I buy it?!"

"It's hard to use, the knife edge is too sharp, and you can cut anything..."

"Luo Xiao! You are just looking for a beating!"

Mo Nanjue walked towards him with great strides. Seeing this, Mo Yaochen hurriedly grabbed his face, "Dad, mom is calling you outside!"

"……knew!"

Mo Nanjue stopped and pointed at Luo Xiao in his index finger in his void. The topic has been successfully transferred from stealing kiss to a knife. Is it easy to cut? "If you think the knife is difficult to cut, just use your fingers to cut it. Are you not the master of the Flame Hall?!"

"There is no sword selling in the Flame Hall..."

Mo Nanjue's eyes turned cold, and Luo Xiao quickly shut his mouth and took a cucumber and chopped it hard.

“…”

Mo Nanjue walked out with a cold snorting, Mo Yaochen lay on his shoulder, and said to Luo Xiao next to the liberal platform with his mouth, "The rescue is successful, uncle, come on, cook."

It's too easy to get angry with my father. From Tong Ran, he has completely grasped the key points.

Luo Xiao smiled with a 3Q gesture at him, turned around and continued to cut vegetables.

Actually, this knife is quite useful...

...

...

In the living room, Mo Nanjue walked out with Mo Yaochen in his arms and threw him into Tong Ran's arms, "What are you asking me to do?"

"ah?"

Before Tong Ran could react, Mo Yaochen had already come to her ears and easily stringed the time, "Mom, weren't you called Dad on the second floor just now?"

"Oh," Tong Ran was deceived by her son, "It's nothing, I just tell you that Meng Yao is here."

Mo Nanjue turned his handsome face and then found Meng Yao sitting on the sofa on the other side.

I was so angry that I didn't see anyone there.

Damn Luo Xiao!

Meng Yao held Luo Gu in her arms, but Luo Gu was not very close to her. Maybe she had contacted too little, or maybe for other reasons, Luo Gu never had a very close attitude towards her.

Just like...

Meng Yao looked up and saw Mo Yaochen lying in Tong Ran's arms, talking to her with a giggle, and touching her chest restlessly. Seeing this, Mo Nanjue stretched out his big hand and took him over and placed it on the side, "Sit down by yourself!"

Meng Yao: “…”

She lowered her head and looked at her son in her arms, with a gentle tone, "Auntie, have you had a good meal during this period?"

"Yes." Luo Gu nodded, his expression did not change much, and his little face was still very cold.

It seemed as if... she was just visiting one of his friends, that's all.

Meng Yao's nose was sour. How great would it be if her son could be as close and lively as Mo Yaochen?

Meng Yao hugged him unconsciously, and Luo Gu couldn't help but frown, feeling a little disgusted with such closeness, "It's so uncomfortable."

“…”
Chapter completed!