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Chapter 124 She is not a brat

Chapter 124 She is not a little shit

It was Luo Wenmo who was back.

At this time, Luo Wenmo also heard the movement here, and he turned his head to look at it with a spatula in his hand, then smiled slightly, "Here you're back."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sang He just nodded lightly, pursed his lips and said nothing, and pushed the suitcase into the bedroom.

"Dad!" Xiao Tuanzi had already rushed over and threw herself into Luo Wenmo's arms.

Xiao Tuanzi was very motivated, but fortunately Luo Wenmo bent down and hugged her.

He raised his eyes and looked at Sang He's lonely back, Luo Wenmo's eyes were deep.

"Dad, what delicious food are you making?" Xiaotuanzi's breasts voice recalled his thoughts.

Standing straight, Luo Wenmo said: "Sweet and sour small rice rolls, braised fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and pumpkin porridge."

When he came back, he went to the kitchen of the restaurant of the research institute to ask some chefs for cooking skills. After all, he was engaged in scientific research and had strong learning ability, so he quickly made a table of dishes.

Squatting down and looking at Mianmian in a flat manner, Luo Wenmo frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Mom?"

With the food in hand, mother should be very happy, right?

Nodded, Luo Wenmo turned off the fire, put the last dish on, walked to the bedroom door, looked at Sang He who was busy inside and said, "I'll clean up later, have a meal first."

"Mianmian is really smart." Luo Wenmo reached out and rubbed Mianmian's head.

At this time, Mianmian was fiddling with the toys. Xiao Tuanzi pulled Luo Wenmo and asked if he didn't understand. Luo Wenmo taught her very seriously.

After watching Xunsheng, Luo Wenmo took out the bag and said, "What I bought for you and your mother."

Sang He pursed his lips and stood up.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to ask anything from Sanghe, so he could only ask Mianmian.

Luo Wenmo was stunned for a moment.

What happened these days when he was not with Sang He?

A shocking thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and Luo Wenmo's eyes became darker and darker.

On the dining table, the family of three did not talk and laugh as usual.

Luo Wenmo's pupils suddenly shrank.

When he mentioned this, Mianmian couldn't help but sigh.

Sang He didn't think Luo Wenmo's joke was funny, but he was amused by the interaction between the father and daughter, and a curve of his lips curled up.

Sang He's tone was a little unnatural.

【It's quite good looking.】

wrong!

The god assisted Mianmian quickly climbed between her parents and said softly: "Mom must like it very much!"

As soon as the door opened, a small dumpling rushed over and said softly: "Dad, you are back, mom and I miss you."

Luo Wenmo took out those things one by one.

Mianmian stretched out her fleshy little hand and picked it up, blinked her eyes and said, "I know, this is for my mother!"

With the existence of a living treasure, this originally cold home finally gained popularity.

Mianmian tilted her head and looked at Sang He, and said in a humble voice: "Mom misses dad the most!"

With Mianmian company, Sanghe's condition improved a lot the next day.

Suddenly, Mianmian's eyes fell on the big bag of things that Luo Wenmo brought back, besides the ingredients. Her big black eyes turned and asked with a slight voice: "Dad, what is that?"

The meal was finally finished. Sang He returned to the bedroom in silence. Luo Wenmo went to wash the dishes, while Mianmian followed him into the kitchen under Luo Wenmo's eyes.

With his eyes down, Sang He reached out to take it and then opened it.

Mianmian puffed up her cheeks and wanted to debate with her mother, but suddenly she found that what she said seemed to be right, she was indeed four years old.

"On a hot afternoon, a match was itchy, scratching and then catching fire."

Mianmian, who was very well-behaved, did not open the box, but handed it to Sanghe, "Mom, look."

Where would he tell any jokes?

Mianmian became firmer again.

However... Seeing Sang He's expression, Luo Wenmo decided to give it a try in order to make Sang He happy.

【A four-year-old little brat.】

"Is that true?" Luo Wenmo looked at Sang He ambiguously.

Hearing this, Mianmian's eyes became brighter, and she looked at Luo Wenmo with anticipation.

"Do you like it?" Luo Wenmo looked at Sang He and said softly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sang He's eyelashes trembled.

"It's because of my sister, my mother took me to a very strange place, which was very cold." Mianmian said ignorantly, tilting her head.

Because Luo Wenmo and Mianmian saw that Sang He was not in a high mood, and pinched the rice in the bowl all the time and kept tying it, and for a long time, he didn't stuff one into his mouth.

He covered his stomach with his little hands and laughed awkwardly: "Hahaha, it's so funny."

[I didn't think of him.]

There was not enough food at home, so Luo Wenmo went out to buy it and came back soon.

Mianmian patted her chest, looking proud: "Mianmian is no longer a three-year-old child."

The father and daughter looked at each other, blinked their big black eyes, and said in a slight voice: "Can Dad tell jokes?"

elder sister?

Sang He pursed his lips and said nothing, but he had thoughts in his heart.

Hearing this, Mianmian's eyes lit up, and after saying "Wow", he said, "These are all things that my mother likes to eat!"

She had imagined this scene too many times, but because of her own reasons, the baby passed away shortly after she was born.

Luo Wenmo reached out to put it on Sanghe, but Sanghe did not refuse.

She is not a little brat!

Looking at Mianmian's changing expression for a while, Sang He felt a little funny inexplicably.

Even though the food in front of me is full of fragrance, the mulberry is tasteless.

Shoulder turned his head and stared at a certain place casually, saying calmly: "You can't believe what the child says."

I silently remembered these in my heart and planned to investigate them secretly.

There are Barbie dolls, cars, models, some cheese sticks and lollipops, and a box with an extra nicely packaged one.

The man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall told jokes without changing his face, which made the already awkward atmosphere even more awkward.

The necklace I gave to Luo Wenmo last time was the same, but the bracelet was released recently.

Under the light, the bracelet lying in the box emits a dazzling light.

After saying that, he reached out and pulled Luo Wenmo, "Dad, please put it on for mom."

Mianmian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she wanted to support her father.

She never dreamed that the imagined scene would actually happen.

She and Luo Wenmo were childhood sweethearts and loved each other deeply for many years. But even so, she still didn't dare let Luo Wenmo know that she had a baby, and because of her own fault, the baby was lost.

After she became pregnant, she was banned, and because of the death of her baby, she was in a depressed state and tortured herself mentally at all times and was unwilling to let herself go. These are all things she deserves to bear.

Suddenly, a pair of fleshy little hands shook her arm, "Mom, Mianmian has something to ask you."
Chapter completed!
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