When Feng Mo saw that his father was not paying attention to him, he began to act secretly.
He picked out all the diced carrots on the plate as a condiment and piled them on the paper towel.
"Sealing ink cannot be wasted!"
Feng Yebei's deep scolding voice followed.
Feng Mo pursed his thin lips, and Xiao Jiujiu was fighting in his heart. There were only a handful of opportunities like this to sit down and have dinner with his father and Aunt Mu, so he had to take advantage of it!
"I really don't like it." Feng Menu pursed his lips and talked to Mu Jianjian like a sugar baby, "Aunt Mu, will you force yourself to eat food you don't like?"
"Dad is usually very busy and doesn't have time to accompany me. I usually eat alone. It's hard to have a meal together, but dad is so cruel..."
Feng Mo and Mu JianJian have been together for a while, and he knows what words can best touch Mu JianJian's weakness.
Feng Yebei raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Feng Mo, his deep eyes narrowed.
When did he stop eating with him?
He saw Feng Mo's little thoughts, and he knew clearly what Feng Mo wanted to do.
Mu Jianyan didn't know the child's little thoughts. When she listened to the little guy's soft and pitiful voice, her heart felt as if something had stabbed her, making her feel sour and distressed.
Some time ago, Sugar Baby also said something like this to her. He was afraid that she would be too tired to be alone, so he was very well-behaved and sensible.
He even acted like a little adult in front of her. He ate alone, washed his face alone, and sometimes even stepped on a small stool to operate the washing machine alone.
She glanced at Feng Yebei, then gently stroked the little guy's head, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, Auntie will make the decision for you. If you don't like it, just eat less. Auntie will give you a recipe and use other ingredients instead."
Carrots are also nutritious, okay?"
"good!"
Feng Mo's happy smile could hardly be covered by his mask. He raised his little hand and said, "Auntie, try this, crispy pot fish, no bones, very delicious."
Mu Jianjian looked at the sesame leaves floating in the porcelain pot. Although it is a common practice to add sesame leaves when making aniseed, eating too much is not good for children.
and……
Just when Mu Jianjian was thinking about how to refuse, the housekeeper suddenly ran in in a hurry.
"Master, I'm sorry. The new trainee chef didn't remember the young master's taste well. I didn't know that the young master was allergic to sesame leaves and added sesame leaves to the fish. Did the young master not eat it?"
Upon hearing that he was allergic, Mu Jianjian hurriedly looked at Feng Mo, and when he saw Feng Mo shaking his head, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll take this pot of fish down right now."
After saying that, the butler took away the pot of crispy fish.
Mu Jianjian was still worried, "Mo Bao, did you really not eat the fish just now?"
Feng Mo shook his head, "No, I want to give Aunt Mu the first bite."
Feng Yebei's expression became a little complicated when he heard this.
His eyes fell on the side of the woman's face. Her porcelain white skin and gentle and bright smile were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. No wonder Feng Mo liked her.
He had considered this matter since the last time Mo Mo called out Mu Jianjian's mother in the mall.
He felt that as long as Mu Jianjian also liked Mo Mo, she would be his mother.
Feng Yebei put down his knife and fork, looked at Mu Jianyan, his eyes moved slightly, "Sorry, I forgot to ask if you have any dietary restrictions. Are there any of these dishes that you don't like or can't eat?"
Mu Jian shook his head, "No, I'm only allergic to hemp leaves, and the butler has already taken me away."
Feng Yebei raised his eyes in surprise when he heard this, "Are you also allergic to hemp leaves?"
There are not many people in this world who are allergic to some unorthodox seasonings like sesame leaves.
Quite a coincidence.
"Aunt Mu, this salad is also very delicious. Try it."
Feng Mo was extremely happy because he and Mu Jian were allergic to the same food, and even more enthusiastically served her food.
"Thank you Mo Mo. Auntie likes it very much. You can eat it too."
"Well, Mo Mo likes to eat salad, and Aunt Mu also likes to eat it. Mo Mo is allergic to hemp leaves, and Auntie is also allergic to hemp leaves..." Feng Mo raised his head and asked with a smile with crooked eyes: "Is this the case?
What was said on TV, fate?"
Mu Jianjian was stunned and turned to look at Feng Yebei.
Feng Yebei raised his eyebrows, "It's quite fate."
The look in his eyes was profound and indescribable, and his profile under the light looked even more handsome and enchanting.
Mu Jianjian felt like he was being burned and quickly looked away.
The corners of Feng Yebei's lips curved slightly, and he slowly picked up the knife and fork, picked up a shrimp, pinched off the head of the shrimp, and then used the knife and fork to remove the tail, except for the middle part.
Then dip it in the sauce and put it elegantly into your mouth.
Mu Jianjian saw this series of actions in her peripheral vision, and the word fate kept spinning in her mind like a demon.
Suddenly, her eyes paused slightly.
It seems that every time the sugar baby eats shrimp, he likes to cut off the head and tail of the shrimp and only eat the middle part...