Chapter 733

"Would you like to go back and wait?"

Hearing his father's words, the little guy immediately shook his head:

"no, I'd rather be with dad."

It's a high sounding thing to say. The beads of my eyes are almost in the bottom of the pot.

Mo Boyuan's mouth slightly twitched:

"whatever you want."

After that, he began to unpack the noodle bag, found two bowls from the side cupboard and washed them. Then he sprinkled the remaining green onion segments into the bowl, ginger, garlic and coriander. Mo Boyuan was always insensitive to thanks.

Of course, if a small amount into the cooked dishes, it is acceptable.

The villain has been staring at the pot:

"Dad, the pot is smoking."

Mo Boyuan looked at it, reached out and lifted the lid of the pot. All the shrimps in the pot were boiled and changed color:

"we have to cook again."

Fifteen minutes. It's only ten minutes. It's early.

The little guy's neck is long and his nose is sniffing. He can smell the smell of fresh shrimp and lick his lips.

"Dad, I'd rather be hungry." Low voice.

Mo Boyuan's voice:

"wait a minute."

What else can we do?

You can't make food out of thin air, can you?

The little guy touched his stomach and looked into the pot with his eyes rolling.

Mo Boyuan stirred in the pot with chopsticks, took out a bowl and a plate from the cupboard again, washed them and put them aside.

After looking at the time, it seems that it is almost the same.

After turning off the fire, use chopsticks to put the shrimp in the pot out one by one.

Although there are only about ten of them, they are not small in size, and they are full of a large plate.

Seeing that all the dishes are loaded, the villain comes forward with some excitement:

"Dad, are you ready?"

I was also swallowing in my throat.

"Who let you near? Go back

Bad Dad, so fierce!

All face Wei Qu Ba Ba Ba's back to just stand position.

It's not a question of ferocity. It's the most natural reaction of a father.

For children, especially those who are a few years old, the kitchen is not a safe place.

When Mo Boyuan just caught shrimp, he really felt how hot the heat was. The stinky boy still ran so close. What if he accidentally knocked down the pot?

Ten thousand and a half of the pot just boiled water knocked over?

Adults can hide, but what about children?

Every day, I don't know how many children in the hospital are scalded and sent into the hospital. It's impossible for anyone to see the scene calm.

Especially to see those severely scalded children, let alone women, men have to see crying.

Although usually on the mouth to the pro son dislike is not good, that also can't be willing to see the son suffer from that kind of harm!

"Stand still, move and stop eating." Continue to threaten.

The little guy's stomach has been hungry for a long time:

"I know Dad, I'd rather not move around."

"Well."

A few silks of softness flashed in my eyes.

Open fire again, make do with the water that just boiled shrimp, a bag of noodles goes into the pot.

Noodles are easy to cook in a few minutes.

"Dad?"

"What's wrong? It'll be ready in a minute. "

I'll give up now.

Mo Boyuan held the plate of shrimp that was almost cold and handed it to the little man:

"take it over."

To a certain extent, it can cultivate children's hands-on ability.

"OK, Dad, don't worry. Ning Ning will be very careful." Assured his father.

After all, if you fall, you don't have to eat.

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