The Young Master’s Bride

"Then let the third brother **** cooking skills."

Feng Xi now enjoys cooking more and more, because he finds that it is easy to conquer a person with his cooking skills.

Tangtang Mu Mu Nana has been successfully conquered by him, and he was full of praise for his cooking skills.

Therefore, the first step he wanted to catch up to the time was to practice cooking well and successfully seize her stomach.

In this regard, Feng Yan would never catch up with him, because Feng Yan's cooking was a waste of his life.

Li Beichen smiled and looked at Feng Xi's deceiving appearance. He was indeed a little surprised. Feng Xi would go to the kitchen and it was quite beautiful.

Li Beichen had to leave after breakfast. In fact, he wanted to spend more time with his children, but there were so many things.

He especially wanted Tangtang more, Mu Mu was still a little worse, after all, he was a boy.

Li Beichen took a shower, changed clothes, and took the fastest speed.

Mu Mu sighed, but still sat on the sofa as if meditating, motionless.

"What's your mood?" Touched his son's hair, it was soft and smooth, and it felt good.

"It's a bit boring, uninhabited island, isn't my mother boring!"

Clever Mu Mu naturally struggled to guess what the **** message meant.

"What you have in your head is different."

Li Beichen was amused by his son. He knew that Mu Mu was serious, but in a more relaxed way, he was talking about how uncomfortable and helpless her mother should be by herself.

"Are you trying to say it's shit?"

Mu Mu asked her own father with a calm face, and said this from a five-year-old child, which was kind of awkward.

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a little dissatisfied with his son's posture that "I just want to talk to you in a man-to-man manner".

Because Mu Mu can say, "Are you trying to say that you are pretending to be shit?"

And he can't say, "Yes, it's shit."

Seeing his own father squinting his eyes with his arms around his chest and looking upset, he smiled brightly.

"Do you take a few minutes to see the message my mother is sending?" Li Mumu asked again, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Definitely not as fast as you, the things in your head are different."

After Li Beichen said this, he thought, if Qingge was at home, he would definitely train them both.

No daddy, no kid.

"Hey, I said my dad, it went smoothly!"

Mu Mu likes to talk to her own father like this.

He doesn't like that people see him as a child. He also feels that he is not a child. At least his way of thinking and his father are on the same channel.

"Are you satisfied?" Li Beichen looked at the little excitement in Mu Mu's eyes, he felt that this was not just a child, he always wanted to pretend to be an adult.

"It's OK, Dad, is there any news?" This is what Mu Mu cares most about.

His mother has delivered the news, it should be easy.

"Not yet, if it were that easy, Mingxiu would have died hundreds of times, but this is already very good."

Finally, hope can be seen, even if they are really awesome.

It is not the kind of chief executive who is invincible in everything in the novel.

"Dad, I think this is a kind of tempering. Early experience and late experience will be experienced sooner or later, don't you think?"

After Li Mumu said this, he was stunned for a moment. How could he say such a philosophical thing? Don't just pretend to be too good?