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"Leng Muxun, what did you say?"

"I said you want to eat." He raised his face and insisted that she go to dinner with him.

"Cough …"

"Achoo …"

Before she could even react, the two of them coughed and sneezed at the same time.

"Mommy, Daddy, both of you are sick. You have to go eat breakfast, only then can you take the medicine." Unknowingly, Shishi and Guoguo had already washed up and stood right in front of them with their hands on their waists and legs, making the two of them face each other. It was not good for either of them to set a bad example in front of the children, or else, if the children were to really get sick in the future, the children would not eat anymore and would not take any medicine.

Wanqiu pouted, she was truly unwilling to go to breakfast with him.

Leng Muxun laughed, "Okay, we will all go, quickly change, let's go."

He pointed at her, of course. He couldn't have gone out in the sheets.

With his back facing them, Wanqiu rushed into the bathroom with the clothes in hand. He really wanted to twist his body again, but the children were happily changing their clothes in his room.

When she came out, the three of them were waiting for her. "Let's go." Forget it, let's just consider it being for the children. Otherwise, if she continued to catch a cold, it would really infect the children.

Leng Muxun walked out of the room first, but Shishi and Guoguo insisted on pushing her out, "Mommy, do you smell alcohol on you? You drank? "

"I …" She hadn't taken a single sip. He had rubbed it on her, all right? She even said that she was a child and needed to rub alcohol before her fever would subside. Just thinking about it made her speechless.

"Mommy, the kindergarten teacher said that you have to be honest when you're young." The implication was that she was now an adult and was still dishonest.

"Guoguo, your mommy really didn't drink it." Unexpectedly, Leng Muxun turned around and said in a timely manner.

"Is that so? But she smells of wine. " Ye Zichen waved his hand. Little guys never liked the taste of alcohol.

"She's got a fever. She rubbed it with alcohol. She really didn't drink at all."

"Oh, who did it for Mommy?"

At this time, Wanqiu really wanted to dig a hole in the ground, "Leng Muxun, can you speak less?"

"Alright, alright. I won't say anymore. Let's go, there's plenty of porridge for breakfast this morning. When the time comes, you can try it out and see which one you like before eating …"

Wanqiu was walking at the back, and heard him happily introducing to the children, his face was gloomy, no matter how they looked at his back, they would not like him at all. When the elevator opened, two treasures and Leng Muxun walked in, and only Wanqiu walked slowly behind, she did not even want to sit in the same elevator as the man, "Shishi, Guoguo, you guys go first, Mommy will go back to get some things, and we'll be at the dining hall shortly."

The man rubbed his feet against the elevator door. "Go get it. We'll wait for you."

Six simple words, she could neither go nor not go. Forget it, the children were hungry and didn't want to go anymore. They strode into the elevator and said, "Let's go."

"Why aren't you taking it?" However, he gently and concernedly asked her. He hated her as much as he hated her.

"If you don't want it, then stop." What did it have to do with him? He had to get to the bottom of this and get to the bottom of this irritating matter.

Leng Muxun smiled, extended his hand and pulled Shishi and Guoguo along as they leaned on his long legs, and no longer said anything else.

"Ding." The elevator stopped and four people filed out of the elevator and into the dining room.

They said that they wanted to eat breakfast, but it was already late, and although they were up late, there were not many people who would eat breakfast at this time. But Wanqiu was wrong, there were so many people!

After finding a table to sit at, Shishi put his hands on his elbows and asked, "Daddy, where is the porridge you mentioned?"

Leng Muxun casually snapped his fingers, "Serve the porridge."

Wanqiu opened her eyes wide, she had not seen wrongly, the number of waiters in this hotel were few in number, how could he make so many waiters and waiters, they were all holding onto a tray, and on the tray, there was a bowl of steaming hot porridge, filled with all kinds of scents, and sure enough, the bowls and bowls were different.

"Put it down."

"Yes, Mr. Leng."

There were so many different kinds of porridge on the table, but there were still some that hadn't been placed down. As such, those that couldn't be put down continued to be carried by the waiter.

"Guoguo, didn't you say that the congee you ate in the past was not tasty? Try out today's dishes. If you like any of them, Daddy will have Nanny Zhang cook them for you in the future. "

"Daddy, are we going back to the villa?"

"Yes." The man nonchalantly replied and casually turned the table, causing all kinds of porridge to show off in front of the children.

To say that she didn't like to eat porridge was to trouble the head chef of the hotel to make so many kinds of porridge on New Year's Day. How much effort did she need? She leaned on her elbow and looked like she was about to be full, didn't have an appetite, didn't want to eat porridge no matter how good it was. Her body felt soft, and she felt uncomfortable.

After eating it again, Shishi pointed at a bowl of porridge and said, "Daddy, I want that bowl."

"I want that bowl." Guoguo also pointed to one bowl.

Leng Muxun laughed and then stood up, wanting to place the two bowls of porridge in front of the children, to make it easier for them to eat. Originally, he could have asked the waiter to move, but seeing that the waiter who was the closest to him was around ten metres away, he was afraid that the children would get anxious if they waited for him. Furthermore, he had hands and feet.

As he was changing, suddenly, his body was struck, and the bowl of porridge in his hands fell to the ground. Leng Muxun raised his head, and just as he was about to speak, a young lady suddenly spoke to him: "Sir, I am truly sorry, I did not do it on purpose. I will help you wipe it." There was nothing in his hands, so he anxiously wiped at Leng Muxun's clothes and pants with his little white hands. The wet marks of the porridge made Leng Muxun frown, because the spilled bowl of porridge was Guoguo's favorite food.

"Go away." He growled and pushed the woman's hand impatiently. "Don't touch me."

Her disgusted expression immediately made the girl cry, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I really didn't do it on purpose. How much are your clothes? I'll compensate you, okay?"

"I only want porridge." It wasn't easy for Guoguo to say that he loved to eat this, but he was spilled by this woman. He was really annoyed.

"Woo woo …" The woman started sobbing. Then, she said in a low voice, "I'll tell Niu Niu to eat it herself. Then, I'll ask the kitchen to make another bowl of this porridge. What do you think?"

Guoguo tugged at the corner of Leng Muxun's clothes, "Daddy, I don't want that porridge anymore. I'll eat that bowl. As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked in the direction the woman had been staring at. There was a little girl sitting in the corner. She sat on the wheelchair without moving, as if she had been forgotten. Disappointment was written all over her face.

Seeing that Guoguo was so understanding, Leng Muxun waved his hand and said: "Let's go, we don't need the porridge, just take care of your own child." It seemed like this woman was not simple. Even though she looked very young, she was actually around the same age as Shishi and Guoguo. It was just that the child's eyes were a little dull, as if... He seemed to be blind …

In that moment, he felt somewhat embarrassed. He had just been enraged, but he couldn't turn around in time.

The woman thanked him and thanked him again before hurrying to her child. She then had the waiter bring her breakfast, which consisted of a bowl of white porridge, a steamed bun and a side dish. Other than that, there was nothing else.

Shishi frowned, "Daddy, I don't like this bowl, give it to Niu Niu." She had a good memory, so she remembered the little girl's name.

"This …" Leng Muxun hesitated. What if they don't like it?

But Shishi insisted, "Daddy, how about I carry it over? If it's not heavy, I can still carry it." Afraid that the other party would reject his offer, even Immersed Valley spoke of it.

"Alright, go ahead." He patted Shishi's head, "So obedient."

"Daddy, I will go with Shishi. I will bring this bowl to that auntie for her to eat."

Leng Muxun did not stop them as he allowed the children to carry the two bowls of porridge over. They walked very slowly, as if they were afraid that Yue Niu and her mommy would eat less if they sprinkled a drop of porridge on them.

"Sir, your child has been taught very well by you. I would like to do an interview. Is that possible?" Just as Leng Muxun and Wanqiu's gazes were on the children, another woman walked towards Leng Muxun. Behind her was a woman holding a camera.

"No need." He refused because he didn't want to cause any trouble. He just wanted to take a good holiday.

Wanqiu laughed, casually pulling over a chair, and then waved at the woman, "Sit, it's alright." Remembering his dissatisfaction with his morning desires, Zhang Xuan thought to himself. Wasn't he lacking in women?

Since all his women were in T City, she would help him find one now. She didn't want him to look at her with his thief eyes all the time.

Leng Muxun's face immediately darkened, but he did not say anything, he only drank a mouthful of porridge, then leaned back on the chair and continued to look at Shishi and Guoguo. The two of them were chatting happily with Niu Niu, he was extremely happy, he truly liked them, and not only were they cute, he was also kindhearted.

"Sir, madam, how old is your daughter?" The female reporter did not give up and continued to ask, staring at Leng Muxun with her peach blossom eyes. This man was too stylish, the porridge on the table shocked her.

The spoon in Wanqiu's hand nodded on the table, "Miss, you are mistaken, he is not my husband, and I am not her wife."

"Hehe, madam, this …"