her smile is sweet

Chapter 150 1 has always been disliked, never surpassed

Chapter 150 Always Be Disliked, Never Be Surpassed
He Qi turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the dim yellow night light on the bedside table beside the big bed.

In the dark room, only the big bed in the middle still exudes a faint yellow halo.

He Qi was leaning on the head of the bed, and Little Miaomiao's little head was resting on He Qi's stomach, her big hand was holding Little Miaomiao's little hand, and Little Miaomiao was holding a small Rubik's Cube in her little hand.

Driven by He Qi, the Rubik's Cube quickly put all six colors on the same surface.

During the period, I could still hear the excited praise of Xiao Miaomiao.

……

next morning
When it was just dawn, the phone on the bedside table rang.

He Qi brought the phone over with his eyes closed, saw the alarm clock ringing on it, turned it off, gently pushed the little head of the little Miaomiao who was resting on his arm, and then sat up from the bed.

Rubbing the sore corners of his eyes, He Qi habitually glanced at the sky outside the window, lifted the quilt, got off the bed, put on slippers and walked towards the closet, taking off his pajamas while walking.

When he walked to the closet, He Qi had already taken off his pajamas and changed into clean clothes.

Perhaps it was because of his actions that alarmed little Miaomiao, who rubbed her sleepy eyes with her small hands, and squinted her eyes to search for He Qi's figure.

"Master Brain, are you going to Lali?"

In the quiet room, Little Miaomiao's voice was unusually clear. He Qi paused when he was buttoning his shirt, and then he fastened all the buttons slowly before turning around and walking towards Little Miaomiao.

He Qi half leaned on the head of the bed, hugging little Miaomiao in his arms, "Naogong will pour you grandma, do you want to drink?"

Little Miaomiao nodded with her eyes half-opened, but she still didn't forget to ask He Qi, "Naogong, is Li going to school?"

"Yeah." He Qi went to the high table to make milk powder for Little Miaomiao, with a clear voice that seemed hazy after waking up, "Listen to Mama Yu's words at home today, and Brain Gong will buy you cakes when I get home."

Little Miaomiao was lying on the pillow with her eyes closed, looking sleepy, but she still reminded, "I want to eat strawberry cake."

"it is good."

He Qi stuffed the bottle into Miaomiao's mouth, smiled dotingly, and half-lyed on the side to drink milk with Miaomiao.

After drinking the powdered milk, Miaomiao fell asleep again.

He Qi lightly removed the bottle, took off the coat on the hanger, and went downstairs to go to school.

In the restaurant downstairs, Yu Manrou was making breakfast.

With the experience of yesterday's failure, Yu Manrou deliberately got up early to make breakfast.

Hearing footsteps coming downstairs, Yu Manrou hastily turned off the fire on the stove, walked over to He Qi and said, "Son, do you want to have some breakfast before leaving?"

He Qi glanced at the messy kitchen, and said softly, "No need, I'll just buy it from the side of the road later."

"Son, what you buy on the side of the road is so unhygienic, you should eat what Mommy made!" Yu Manrou said, grabbing He Qi's arm, trying to pull him into the restaurant.

He Qi stood there unmoved, pulled his arms out of Yu Manrou's arms little by little, his rosy thin lips moved, "The breakfast you made is probably not as hygienic as the one bought at the roadside."

Yu Manrou: "..."

Is she rejected by her son again?
Yu Manrou glanced at the two unusually fried, dark poached eggs on the plate, and suddenly felt that what He Qi said was quite reasonable.

Before leaving, He Qi did not forget to tell Yu Manrou, "I have ordered takeaway for a week, so you don't have to worry about cooking in the future, just stay at home and take care of the two little girls."

Yu Manrou: "..."

 There are two more~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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