novelraw Chapter 154: Tangtang is angry, what about yours?
Chapter 154: Tangtang is angry, what about yours?
Luo Chenxi glared at the man sitting at the table.
Is it childish?
Actually grabbing fish for food with my daughter!
She couldn't help but vomit when she was about to change.
But now... remembering that she still begs for others, how dare she offend Young Master Mu.
"Um... I'm going to see Tangtang, she seems to be crying..."
Luo Chenxi felt uneasy and got upstairs.
When I entered the children's room, Xiao Tuanzi sat on the bed and stopped crying, but his eyes were still red, a small face was aggrieved, and his mouth was pouting.
"Tangtang, don't be upset. You Baba is too naive, let's ignore him!"
She sat on the edge of the bed, took the small dumpling into her arms, and coaxed her in a low voice.
Xiao Tuanzi struggled, did not break away, and simply buried his face in Luo Chenxi's neck.
"Woo, big sister, Tangtang also wants to eat sweet and sour fish."
"Okay, don't cry, I'll make another one for you, and do it now, okay? And we don't make sweet and sour ones, we make tomato sauce! It's also sweet and sour, you haven't eaten paba! "
The little dumpling burst into a smile.
Luo Chenxi quickly went downstairs and made a fish in tomato sauce.
The small dumplings were especially popular, and one person ate a whole fish.
Then, she touched her round belly and leaned close to Luo Chenxi's ear, "Big sister, Baba is so annoying! Don't like him, don't chase him, okay?"
Luo Chenxi laughed and said: "I didn't like your father, and didn't want to chase him?"
Xiao Tuanzi is satisfied now.
She was crazy all afternoon today. She was already tired and soon fell asleep after eating and drinking.
Luo Chenxi finished coaxing the small dumplings, took the dirty dishes, and walked out.
As a result, he saw that the door was not closed, and Mu Yichen was standing in the corridor outside the door, leaning against the railing, looking at her and Xiao Tuanzi from a distance.
Luo Chenxi was stunned for a second before she smiled: "Ahem, Young Master Mu, why are you standing at the door? When did you come?"
There was no expression on Mu Yichen's handsome face, and his thin lips lightly opened: "It didn't take long, just when my daughter said that she hated me."
Luo Chenxi wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, "This...you don't need to take it seriously. She will forget it when she gets up tomorrow."
Mu Yichen took a deep look at her, "Tangtang's are angry words, what about yours?"
"Huh?" Luo Chenxi looked blank.
She didn't react until Mu Yichen turned and went downstairs.
Mu Yichen asked, wouldn't it be the phrase she said "I don't like him"?
Impossible, impossible, she must be thinking too much!
Young Master Mu wanted her not to pester him!
When he got downstairs, Luo Chenxi found that the dishes on the table hadn't been moved much, and they were placed on the plate intact.
She looked back at Mu Yichen in amazement, "Why don't you eat it? Is the food not to your appetite?"
Mu Yichen said with a cold face, "You don't even eat dinner by yourself, and you care if others eat or not? What are you doing stupidly? Sit down and eat, the dishes are cold!
Luo Chenxi gave a word and moved, and sat down, picking up his job.
The rice is overheated! !
Is it possible that Mu Yichen is hot? How could a young master like him do such a considerate thing? !
Luo Chenxi was holding the rice bowl and couldn't help but glanced at Mu Yichen several times, but looking at the cold look on the man's handsome face, she still did not speak.
After eating, Mu Yichen did not go to the study room as usual, but sat on the sofa and watched TV.
Luo Chenxi's eyes lit up and realized that his plan today had not completely failed.
Even if there is no small group to assist, but Mu Dashao still knows that he should be in a good mood to serve her hot meal, right?
Luo Chenxi walked behind Mu Yichen, took a few deep breaths, spoke again, and put on his sweetest voice.
"Mu Dashao, I think your neck is stiff here. Is it because of too much pressure? I have just learned massage for a few days. If I help you pinch it, it will be more comfortable."
As she said, a pair of slender hands had been pressed on Mu Yichen's neck, pressing them up alternately.
"hiss……"
For a moment, a painful and sour feeling rushed straight into his forehead, causing Mu Yichen to groan in a low voice.