The day when the child's father pursued marriage

Chapter 361 Pregnant?Whose child is it? (21)

Xiao Mingye's brows became tighter and tighter, until she felt better, he picked her up without warning, and walked to the sofa in the living room!After that, he dug out a small bag of sour plums from the bag he brought up, and handed it to her.

"The book says it's good to eat!"

"I do not like to eat!"

Ling Mo glanced at it, took the Huamei unwillingly, tasted one, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

Xiao Mingye chuckled, "Do you believe what I say? Hmph, from now on, you can wait to listen to me as an expert in everything!"

Turning around, his dark eyes caught Zuo Yanxi's somewhat stiff figure, he closed his eyes without showing any trace, and said with a smile: "Mo Yi is a little uncomfortable, I can't make this meal, can you do it?"

"why me?"

"Why are you so fussy? Well, I can cook, but I can't guarantee the taste."

"I don't want to eat!"

Zuo Yanxi glanced at him, then turned and walked into the kitchen with provocative eyes.

Xiao Mingye raised his eyebrows, and smiled evilly, "You are very proud, aren't you? Okay, I will fight with you today! Make your own dishes, and let Mo Yi taste them to rate them. I don't believe that I am also I will lose to you!"

With that said, he also walked into the kitchen aggressively.

As soon as Ling Mo sat on the sofa and looked around, staring at the two big men who were flustered in the next second, he couldn't help pursing his lips.

"Ahem, Xiao Mingye, Xiaoxi, come on!"

15 minute later.

The kitchen room was suddenly opened, and two men with embarrassing faces stood in front of Ling Moyi, each holding a plate of unrecognizable food?

"This is?"

Ling Moyi swallowed involuntarily, and poked with his chopsticks in some doubts.

At this time, Xiao Mingye squinted his eyes, cleared his throat, and explained: "Mo Yi, this is my first time cooking, and the fried dish is spicy stir-fried tomatoes with radish and beef! Cough, don't worry too much about appearances. This matter, just taste it!"

"Pfft, what a wealth of content!"

Ling Mo laughed when he heard the words, hesitated, and took a sip with his chopsticks.

Xiao Mingye couldn't help holding his breath, nervously holding her distorted little face, "It's hard to eat?"

Silence for three seconds.

Ling Moyi silently took out the tissue and spat out the food in his mouth.

Looking up, she frowned, as if trying to figure out the words to use, and said after a while: "I can't find any adjectives for this dish in my extensive and profound Chinese, thank you!"

"..."

Xiao Mingye was discouraged.

Turning around, seeing Zuo Yanxi's provocative smile, he pursed his lips in displeasure.

Zuo Yanxi shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and then took a step forward, "Mo Yi, this is the spaghetti I prepared, ahem, the appearance is a bit off, but the taste should not be as horrible as some people, you can try it! "

Ling Mo pursed his mouth with lingering fear, and took a small sip.

Twist your eyebrows and spit it out.

"Xiao Xi, it's hard to eat!"

"I won, at least my dishes have adjectives, not like someone!"

At this moment, Zuo Yanxi seemed to be on the shoulders with Xiao Mingye, and each had a provocative comparison.

Xiao Mingye gave him a disdainful look, and said angrily, "Yeah, so what if you beat me by a little bit? Mo Yi still can't eat this meal. It's already late, so hurry up and call me." Let’s call for takeaway. Mo Yi can’t go hungry, he won’t eat the big ones, and the small ones too…”

"cough!"

Ling Mo coughed hard.

Xiao Mingye narrowed his eyes and fell silent unnaturally.

(End of this chapter)