"No need, Mommy." Xiaomidou opened the refrigerator with great effort, tiptoed to take out the food inside, and looked back at her and said, "Mommy, just go and rest. Just give Xiaomidou fifteen minutes."

"Fifteen minutes?"

Han Muzi frowned and couldn't help but walk in.

“What can I do in fifteen minutes?”

"Mommy, noodle cooking."

Cook noodles...

Han Muzi silent for a while and said, "Mommy, please help you."

Xiaomi Dou thought for a while and nodded.

"good."

So the mother and son worked together to cook a pot of noodles, saying that it was a joint effort, but in fact, Han Muzi didn't work much because she found that the little guy Xiaomidou's skills were really not good. He said that he had really learned from Xiaoyan.

He is skillful in his technique, except for being a little short and having to stand on a chair, nothing else is a problem.

After that, the two of them served two bowls of noodles and sat down at the dining table.

Han Muzi suddenly felt very relieved when she looked at the bowl of small noodles in front of her that were full of color, fragrance and smell.

From the time a child fell to the ground to now, he actually cooked for her, a mother-in-law, with his own hands. This feeling is very subtle and indescribable.

Xiaomi Dou took the lead, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a small mouth and put it into his mouth. His movements were a little anxious. When he put them into his mouth, his lips were burned. He was so scared that he quickly put the noodles picked up in the chopsticks back into the bowl.

"Be careful, don't be so anxious." Han Muziwei glanced at him helplessly, then took a tissue to wipe off the soup at the corner of his lips: "Anyway, there are only two of us, and no one is snatching you."

After hearing the words, Xiaomi Dou blinked awkwardly: "Mommy, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to taste what I made."

Of course, Han Muzi knew that he didn't mean it, because she had high requirements for Xiaomi Dou since she was a child. In addition, it might be due to blood, so Xiaomi Dou's eating has always been slow and elegant, and she didn't need to teach her at all.

Born good, plus some guidance.

"Mommy knows that even if you do it yourself, don't hurry, take your time."

"Um."

Han Muzi took the first bite of noodles and found...the taste was quite good, and it was comparable to Xiaoyan's skills.

She glanced at Xiaomidou in surprise: "You..."

"Mommy, is it delicious?"

Han Muzi nodded, unable to believe that it was actually done by her son.

"What special sauce did you put?"

"Didn't Mommy see it just now?"

Yes, Han Muzi was with him in the kitchen just now, and there was no special sauce on Xiaomi beans, but the heat and taste were just right.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi smiled with relief: "Our Xiaomidou really has grown up."

After the two of them had eaten noodles, Han Muzi went to wash dishes, and then asked Xiaomi Dou to go upstairs to take a shower. Xiaomi Dou agreed obediently.

Han Muzi finished cleaning and was not seeing Xiaoyan's figure when she went upstairs to prepare for a shower.

I don’t know how she is now, but it seems that she will go to Han Qing after get off work?

Haven't come back yet?

Originally, Han Muzi didn't want to disturb her, but when she thought about it, she felt that she still needed a message to ask her what was going on now.

Shortly after the message was left, Xiaoyan replied.

{I'll tell you Mu Zi, success or failure is here, don't affect me~}

Success or failure is here?

Seeing this sentence, Han Muzi was a little confused. When she remembered Xiaoyan's words that day, she frowned unconsciously.

{You don't really plan to drug my brother, are you?}

{What nonsense? Even if I really

I didn't dare to think about it, I just had a meal, wuwu... I feel so embarrassed.}

Seeing the following sentence, Han Muzi could almost imagine Xiaoyan's sad face and felt it was a little funny.

{It doesn't matter, face is for losing anyway.}

{Your comfort is really special!}

{Come on.}

After cheering her up, Han Muzi stopped informing Xiaoyan, but saw Ye Moshen's avatar.

She wanted to call Ye Moshen, but she was a little embarrassed.

After all, she asked him to give him space, but she called him now.

While thinking, Han Muzi couldn't help it. She put down her cell phone, picked up the cell phone again, and finally called Ye Moshen.

I don’t know which country he is in and where he is on business trips? Is there a time difference between him and her?

The sound of the connection from the phone made Han Muzi's heart unconsciously hang.

When the phone was answered, Han Muzi trembled in shock and almost threw her phone out. When an unfamiliar female voice came from the other end of the phone, Han Muzi stopped the action.

"Hello."

she?

Did you make the wrong call?

Han Muzi was stunned for a few seconds, then took the phone away and looked at the text displayed on the screen.

This is Ye Moshen’s mobile phone number, that’s right...

But how could it be the girl answering the phone?

Han Muzi bit her lower lip and felt her heart hang up.

"Hello, I'll look for..."

"You are looking for Mo Shen? He has no time to answer the phone now."

Mo Shen?

Girls are gentle and gentle, and they sound like they are particularly gentle and beautiful.

Her lips moved, and before she could ask questions, she added another sentence there.

"I'll let him reply to you after he finishes taking a shower."

Han Muzi: “…”

His face changed slightly, and Han Muzi opened her lips: "No need."

Then hung up the phone in a panic.

Her legs were a little weak, and she stood there against the door panel behind her, her face pale.

She has been following him for so many years and knows that there are no assistants beside him, and there is no female secretary.

Moreover, the woman called him Mo Shen, who was intimate and tender, and she could never be a secretary.

If you are not a secretary, then... what is the identity of a woman who can have such a close relationship with him?

The answer...is almost self-evident.

Han Muzi pinched her phone tightly, and her fingertips began to turn white.

After a moment, she let go of her hand as if she had taken off her strength and smiled bitterly.

"Mu Zi, Mu Zi, what are you thinking? In five years, do you really believe that he will keep his body as jade for you?"

Thinking of this, there was a strong sense of self-deprecation in Han Muzi's eyes. She put her phone on the table and turned around and entered the bathroom.

*

Hotels far away

A beautiful woman with mixed-blood looks sat on the sand with her legs folded. When she heard the busy sound coming from her phone, she calmly curled her lips, then took off her phone, and deleted the call record with her fair fingers.

The woman who called him at this time and hung up the phone in such a panic, probably was a woman who was thoughtful to Ye Moshen.

Ye Moshen is the man she likes, and she wants to eliminate all the women who want to have a relationship with Ye Moshen.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!