Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Start flirting again?

Xia Zhian thought angrily. Why should he surrender every time when he was flushed and his heart beat, and he was like nothing?

It's just provocative. I thought someone wouldn't.

"Yes!" Xia Zhian said angrily.

Mo Qingchen really didn't expect Xia Zhian to say so and was stunned immediately.

As soon as Xia Zhian saw him like this, his pride in the success of "counterattack" was magnified, but he still couldn't take it lightly. When Mo Qingchen was thinking, Xia Zhian no longer gave him a chance to fight back and directly slipped away.

Xia Zhian went to the kitchen and regretted her childish move just now.

Originally, Mo Qingchen misunderstood their relationship. If her words made him diverge in a more wrong direction, wouldn't she still lift a stone and hit her own feet?

Forget it, it's no use thinking. I've done everything and I can't go back.

Xia Zhian opened the refrigerator and was considering what to cook tonight. Unexpectedly, a tall figure appeared.

"You, what are you doing here?" Xia Zhian saw Mo Qingchen come into the kitchen. Her sense of preparedness immediately awakened and persuaded, "I'm going to prepare for cooking. Mr. Mo, you'd better not stay here."

Mo Qingchen ignored Xia Zhian's words and blocked Xia Zhian in front of the refrigerator with his height advantage, so that Xia Zhian couldn't continue and had to stop to listen to him.

"What did you mean by that?" Mo Qingchen asked seriously.

Xia Zhian was speechless. Every time she was teased, she ran faster than the rabbit. How could Mo Qingchen be teased endlessly? She had to ask to understand. How would she explain this problem?

"What do you mean?" Xia Zhi'an asked with her neck stuck. She thought the response was a little stupid.

"Do you want to be with me?"

Xia Zhian: "

What brain circuit does this person have?

Tell him not to talk in front of children. Does it have anything to do with whether they want to be together? Moreover, she has said the answer to this question many times, and she thinks she has made it very clear. Is it necessary to keep asking?

"No," said Xia Zhian, "you think too much."

Seeing that Mo Qingchen seemed to have to go on, Xia Zhian had to change the topic strongly and said, "Mr. Mo, I have to prepare dinner. Why don't you go out first? You're here, I'm really hard to do. It's not good to delay dinner later."

Mo Qingchen looked at Xia Zhian thoughtfully. Just when she thought the other party would hold on, Mo Qingchen actually moved away from the refrigerator, and then silently walked out of the kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Xia Zhian whispered a complaint, and then carefully prepared.

Although a lot of magical things have happened today, and Xia Zhian also needs time to adjust her mood, she still remembers her identity as a nanny. She must do her job well, and when she focuses on cooking, she can stop making herself think.

Soon, dinner was ready, and Xia Zhian went upstairs to call down the two children.

At dinner, Mo Qingchen always inadvertently looked at Xia Zhian. She could vaguely feel the line of sight, but she didn't dare to look at it. She could only lower her head and pretend not to know, or take care of two children all the time.

The children's curiosity came and went quickly. Mo Jintang was only concerned about the delicious food in front of him. He had long left those questions out of the sky. Instead, Mo Jinnian looked at his father's face and turned to Xia Zhian, as if he understood something.

In the evening, Xia Zhian went to the children's room as usual to coax them to sleep.

"Aunt, can you tell me one more story today?" asked Mo Jintang sweetly.

Xia Zhian was afraid that the child would pester her to ask about the day, so she said happily, "OK, Tangtang is very obedient today. I will reward you with one more story."

"Good!" the ink brocade sugar cheered and lay on the bed.

As a result, before the story of Xia Zhian's reward was finished, the little guy had heard a uniform breathing sound, which was obviously asleep.

But in a twinkling of an eye, Mo Jinnian still looked at her with big eyes open.

"Every year, my sister has fallen asleep. Why don't you close your eyes?" Xia Zhian asked in a low voice.

Mo Jinnian glanced at the sleeping Mo Jintang, simply sat up directly from the quilt, looked at Xia Zhian seriously, and looked like he had something to say.

"You have something to say to your aunt?" Xia Zhian asked softly.

Mo Jinnian nodded. Xia Zhian went to him and sat down. He helped him tuck in the quilt. Then he said, "OK, say it."

"Will you have another brother or sister with your father in the future?" asked Mo Jinnian.

"Er..." Xia Zhi'an was stunned. She didn't expect that the year of ink brocade would tell her this. Sure enough, he wasn't as easy to fool as ink brocade sugar.

Seeing Xia Zhian didn't answer, Mo Jinnian was not in a hurry. Like a little adult, he calmly said, "I agree. You have a baby, but after you have a brother and sister, you can't be bad to me and Tangtang."

"You must be kind to us, too, as if you were your own."

In the end, he is still a child. Although Mo Jinnian always likes to look like his father and behaves very mature and sensible, there is still a sense of striving for favor when talking at the moment.

Xia Zhian blushed, touched Mo Jinnian's head and asked, "every year, why do you suddenly say this?"

Mo Jinnian was silent for a while. For a long time, he explained.

"Once, aunt Sun told us that if you had new children with your father, you would like them better, and then you wouldn't treat me and Tangtang well. She would bully and abuse us. She told us that you must sue your father when you were bullied, because only your father can protect us."

This time it was Xia Zhian's turn to be silent. Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Jinnian added: "although I don't think what she said may be right, but - you can't do this. Tangtang will be very sad... So will I."

Mo Jinnian whispered the last three words, but Xia Zhian still heard them.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Zhi'an pinched Mo Jinnian's little face. The boy wanted to avoid, but Xia Zhi'an still pinched his face. Xia Zhi'an smiled and comforted, "such a thing won't happen. Anyway, my aunt won't bully you or be bad to you."

"Rest assured every year. Don't think about these messy things in the future. Close your eyes and go to bed, okay?"

Xia Zhian coaxed Mo Jinnian to lie down, covered the quilt for him, and gently patted the quilt gently and patiently, just like coaxing her child to sleep.