Chapter 840
Wen churan opened the linen bag and counted one by one, "milk powder, rice flour, glutinous rice balls, milk bottles, water cups, thermos cups, small bowls, spoons, bibs, toilet paper, wet paper towels, anti mosquito water, small handkerchiefs, sun umbrellas, toy guns, soft cushions, en... And two clothes for small milk cans, not too many..."
“……”
Mu Cheng and the small milk can looked at each other and fell into a state of speechless at the same time.
Seeing this, Wen churan hurriedly explained, "these things are necessities for going out, and nothing can be done less!"
They still didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little honey awkward.
Wen churan was so angry that he pinched the ears of the small milk can and said, "heartless little thing, which of my things is not prepared for you? Tell yourself! Dare to dislike hemp... "
The little milk can was pinched so much that it screamed. It didn't dare to struggle. For fear of pulling its ears, it had to tilt its body and try to stand on tiptoe to relieve the pain of its ears.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts... Let go! Mu Cheng millet saved me... Someone murdered his own son! "
Mu Cheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wen churan's fierce eyes.
"You dare to help him try!"
"No..." facing the situation of mother and son fighting, Mu Cheng was a little sad and said, "I just want to ask, I understand you bring other things, but we just go out for dinner. Why did you bring more clothes for the milk can?"
"Don't you understand that?" Wen churan snorted coldly, loosened the ears of the small milk can, carried his hands behind his back, and immediately turned into a mother and baby expert, showing an arrogant appearance. "The baby's temperature is higher than that of adults. In addition, if you go out to play, you will sweat and mucus stick to your body, which will not only be uncomfortable, but also easy to catch a cold when the cold wind blows. At this time, The correct way is to dry the sweat of the baby's body and help him change into new clothes. In this way, it can not only ensure the dryness of the baby, but also lead to his cold and illness. In one fell swoop... Two benefits! "
She looked at Mu city and asked seriously, "do you understand now?"
Mu Cheng was like a clever student. He nodded and replied, "I see."
Just have a meal. Just preparing for going out has wasted a lot of time. Mucheng doesn't want to delay any more. He directly drives to the restaurant with Wen churan and a small milk can.
Unexpectedly, there was no guest in the restaurant at the time of dinner.
Wen churan was surprised and joked, "Mucheng, do you book the whole restaurant?"
Who knows, Mu Cheng looked down at the menu and answered faintly.
Wen churan immediately took a deep breath. Then he was embarrassed and said, "just have a meal. You don't have to stir up the public for me and the milk can..."
Xu was afraid that she had a burden. Mu Cheng seemed to say unintentionally, "it's not for you. I just don't like eating with many people."
The man's words undoubtedly lightened the burden on Wen churan's heart.
She thought that after all, he was a high-ranking and well-off president. Naturally, she didn't want to be disturbed by strangers at dinner.
On the way to dinner, Mucheng's mobile phone tinkled.
The little milk can was stuffing corn into its mouth and shouted vaguely, "Mu Cheng millet, you have a text message coming in!"
Mu Cheng picked up his cell phone and took a look. His face changed slightly. Then he put down his cell phone and said to Wen churan.
“……”
Mu Cheng and the small milk can looked at each other and fell into a state of speechless at the same time.
Seeing this, Wen churan hurriedly explained, "these things are necessities for going out, and nothing can be done less!"
They still didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little honey awkward.
Wen churan was so angry that he pinched the ears of the small milk can and said, "heartless little thing, which of my things is not prepared for you? Tell yourself! Dare to dislike hemp... "
The little milk can was pinched so much that it screamed. It didn't dare to struggle. For fear of pulling its ears, it had to tilt its body and try to stand on tiptoe to relieve the pain of its ears.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts... Let go! Mu Cheng millet saved me... Someone murdered his own son! "
Mu Cheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wen churan's fierce eyes.
"You dare to help him try!"
"No..." facing the situation of mother and son fighting, Mu Cheng was a little sad and said, "I just want to ask, I understand you bring other things, but we just go out for dinner. Why did you bring more clothes for the milk can?"
"Don't you understand that?" Wen churan snorted coldly, loosened the ears of the small milk can, carried his hands behind his back, and immediately turned into a mother and baby expert, showing an arrogant appearance. "The baby's temperature is higher than that of adults. In addition, if you go out to play, you will sweat and mucus stick to your body, which will not only be uncomfortable, but also easy to catch a cold when the cold wind blows. At this time, The correct way is to dry the sweat of the baby's body and help him change into new clothes. In this way, it can not only ensure the dryness of the baby, but also lead to his cold and illness. In one fell swoop... Two benefits! "
She looked at Mu city and asked seriously, "do you understand now?"
Mu Cheng was like a clever student. He nodded and replied, "I see."
Just have a meal. Just preparing for going out has wasted a lot of time. Mucheng doesn't want to delay any more. He directly drives to the restaurant with Wen churan and a small milk can.
Unexpectedly, there was no guest in the restaurant at the time of dinner.
Wen churan was surprised and joked, "Mucheng, do you book the whole restaurant?"
Who knows, Mu Cheng looked down at the menu and answered faintly.
Wen churan immediately took a deep breath. Then he was embarrassed and said, "just have a meal. You don't have to stir up the public for me and the milk can..."
Xu was afraid that she had a burden. Mu Cheng seemed to say unintentionally, "it's not for you. I just don't like eating with many people."
The man's words undoubtedly lightened the burden on Wen churan's heart.
She thought that after all, he was a high-ranking and well-off president. Naturally, she didn't want to be disturbed by strangers at dinner.
On the way to dinner, Mucheng's mobile phone tinkled.
The little milk can was stuffing corn into its mouth and shouted vaguely, "Mu Cheng millet, you have a text message coming in!"
Mu Cheng picked up his cell phone and took a look. His face changed slightly. Then he put down his cell phone and said to Wen churan.