In a western restaurant, Mengmeng was sitting on a children's dining chair, with a napkin around her neck, holding a fork in her right hand, picking up a few strands of pasta, and pouting her goldfish mouth to slurp the noodles.
There was a lot of pasta sauce around the mouth, and the lips were shiny.
But the little girl didn't care at all and ate with gusto.
Jiang Muyang sat next to him, with a fatherly smile on his face, a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, patiently cutting steak for Mengmeng.
Considering that Mengmeng was still young and had weak digestion ability, Jiang Muyang specially ordered a fully cooked steak for her.
Jiang Muyang cut off a piece of meat about the size of a fingernail from the steak, put it to his mouth and blew on it. After feeling that the steak was no longer hot, he fed it to Mengmeng.
Mengmeng pursed her small mouth while chewing the fragrant steak, her eyes were crooked, and her eyes seemed to be filled with the light of happiness and contentment.
"Is it delicious?" Jiang Muyang looked at Mengmeng and asked expectantly.
Mengmeng nodded her little head and said vaguely: "It's delicious. You can eat it too, daddy."
"Um."
Jiang Muyang smiled and ate a piece of beef himself.
This piece of black pepper steak tastes pretty good, but the texture is just average. The overall score is barely above the passing line.
However, Jiang Muyang didn't ask for too much. After all, the "Word of Mouth" app showed that the per capita consumption of this Western restaurant was less than 200, so it couldn't be expected to meet the standards of three Michelin stars.
It's not that Jiang Muyang is reluctant to take Mengmeng to a high-end restaurant, it's just that he is short of money and his strength doesn't allow it.
Thinking of this, Jiang Muyang couldn't help but think in his heart, it seems that he has to put a plan to make money on the agenda.
Otherwise, the supply of cute milk powder diapers and the like may be cut off.
In addition, Jiang Muyang's own cultivation is a huge project that costs money. Even the most basic marrow-cleansing pill may not cost millions to buy all the raw materials.
As the saying goes, although money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible.
But Jiang Muyang didn't have any psychological burden.
Never underestimate the earning power of a generation of immortals.
Jiang Muyang has many ways to stand still and make money.
"Papa~"
A burst of soft and cute milk sounds pulled Jiang Muyang away from his thoughts.
He smiled and looked at Mengmeng, "Yeah."
Mengmeng looked at Jiang Muyang with shining eyes and asked, "Where should we go to play tomorrow?"
Jiang Muyang thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, shall we go to the zoo?"
"zoo?"
Mengmeng blinked her big clear eyes and asked in a sweet voice: "Daddy, is there a brain ax in the zoo to make Xiaoxu and Mei angry?"
"Haha," Jiang Muyang smiled, touched Mengmeng's little head, and said with Mengmeng's accent, "Yes, in addition to these, there are also many small animals such as Daxiji, Xiaofuni, Fatty Butterfly, etc.
, very fun.”
"Wow, daddy, let's go to the zoo tomorrow!"
Mengmeng clapped her little hands and said happily.
"No problem." Jiang Muyang said with a smile, "Mengmeng, don't talk too much, eat first, otherwise you will get cold."
"Uh-huh!"
Mengmeng nodded and continued to work hard.
After dinner, my cute little belly became round again.
Later, Jiang Muyang held Mengmeng in his arms and booked a room in a nearby hotel.
300 per night, excluding breakfast.
After entering the room, the little princess couldn't wait to ask for a bath.
After playing all day today, I sweated a lot. Of course the little princess needs to take a nice shower.
Jiang Muyang, a novice baby daddy, has no experience in this. Fortunately, Bai Churan was thoughtful. The bag she gave Jiang Muyang not only contained Mengmeng's change of clothes and diapers, but also Mengmeng's exclusive soap and small towel.
A few minutes later.
"I love bathing and my skin is good... put on a shower cap, sing and dance... wash up and down, rub left and right... I will shake hands when I have time... Lu la la la la la la la la la la la la
...Lulu la la la la la..."
In the bathroom, there were waves of cheerful humming sounds.
Mengmeng stood under the shower head with her bare feet, twisting her butt, dancing and singing.
The little girl also naughtily used shampoo to tie her hair into a bunch, and stood it up high, as if she had tied it into a braid.
Jiang Muyang squatted next to her in the hotel's big pants, looking at Mengmeng with soft eyes. She held the shower head in her hand and gently poured the bath water at a suitable temperature on Mengmeng's body.
"Cute little saplings, water them and they will grow taller." Jiang Muyang joked with a smile.
"Daddy, Mengmeng doesn't want to grow taller." Mengmeng pouted her little mouth and said.
Jiang Muyang asked curiously: "Why?"
Mengmeng said seriously: "Because, Mengmeng will always be Daddy's little princess. If she grows taller, she will no longer be a little princess."
"Haha," Jiang Muyang smiled, gently scratched his cute little nose, and said, "Silly boy, no matter how old you are, no matter how old you are, you will always be daddy's little princess. Dad will always pamper you.
Love you and protect you."
"Really?" Mengmeng's eyes lit up and she asked.
"Of course it's true. How could dad lie to Mengmeng?" Jiang Muyang said with a smile.
"Oye, long live daddy~"
Mengmeng raised her hands and cheered.
"Close your eyes, Mengmeng, and daddy will help you rinse the bubbles out of your hair."
"Uh-huh!"
"Close your eyes and don't open them."
"Understood~"
…
After taking a bath, Jiang Muyang used a special small towel to dry Mengmeng's body, and then carried her to the bed.
Then, Jiang Muyang turned on the TV and switched to the animation channel.
"For me, Xiong Er, love means that if I water you, you can let me enjoy the coolness when you grow up..."
Xiong Er's highly recognizable voice sounded. Mengmeng's eyes lit up and she was instantly attracted. She sat obediently on the edge of the bed without moving.
Jiang Muyang connected the hair dryer and started blowing Mengmeng's hair.
Stroking Mengmeng's hair, Jiang Muyang couldn't help but sigh, Mengmeng's hair is of really good quality, black and shiny, with no split ends at all, especially after taking a bath, it is even more supple. When Mengmeng grows up, it will definitely be fine.
She has "seaweed-like hair" as described in the novel.
But Jiang Muyang's hair is different. Simply summed up, it is "dark, thick and hard" and very "unruly".
After drying his hair, Jiang Muyang picked up Mengmeng and placed it in the middle of the bed. He whispered softly: "Mengmeng, sit here and watch cartoons. Don't go to either side. Dad will also take a bath. He will come out soon, okay?"
?”
After speaking, Jiang Muyang also placed two pillows on both sides of the bed to act as "guardrails".
Mengmeng's attention has been attracted by the battle of wits between Bald Qiang and Xiong Daxiong Er. She waved her white and tender hands and said crisply: "Dad, don't worry, I'm not a child. I can take good care of you."
clatter."
Jiang Muyang saw that Mengmeng was looking at it with gusto, so he ducked into the bathroom and prepared to fight quickly.
After all, Mengmeng was alone in bed, so Jiang Muyang was somewhat uneasy.
…
Crescent Cosmetics Company, President's Office.
Bai Churan was sitting on the leather chair, his bright face was covered with fatigue, and there were a lot of red bloodshot eyes.
After working hard all day, Bai Churan finally breathed a sigh of relief after finally calming down the company's chaos and allowing the product research and development department to resume operations.
"Churan, let's drink some water first. You've been so busy today and you haven't even had a drop of water yet."
Feng Xiaoxiao poured a glass of water for Bai Churan with distress.
Bai Churan took the water glass and took a sip, pinched his eyebrows, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Xiaoxiao, give me your phone, I want to call Mengmeng."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, took out his mobile phone from his bag, dialed Mengmeng's phone watch, and then handed it to Bai Churan.
"Du-du-du-"
After the phone rang several times, it finally got connected.
Mengmeng's clear, sweet, and somewhat joyful voice came from the receiver.