Take your son to get married

Chapter 162
"Ah, no, no, the baby is very happy to help. Daddy, don't slander the baby." Hearing what Feng Shukuang said, the fat baby immediately shook his small hands, and at the same time flatteringly picked up a big river clam, and wanted to feed it to him. Fengshu eats wildly.

"Slander?" Feng Shu stared wildly.

"Daddy." The fat baby smiled flatteringly.

"I want to eat grilled fish."

"The doll will catch it right away."

Woohoo, it's disgusting for daddy to scratch at his own words, bad daddy.The fat baby held the big river clam while cursing and nodding repeatedly, but it was the baby's duty to feed his father.

"You kid..."

On the side, Mo Qianchen watched the interaction between Feng Shukuang and the fat baby, and his frown slightly relaxed. Feng Shukuang was still in the mood to tease the child, this calmness was beyond her reach.

After shaking the big mussel handed over by the fat baby in her hand, Mo Qianchen lowered her head and prepared to crack open it to eat. She would not refuse the baby's wishes. As for the antidote, did she have to think in a different way?

"?" The decision in his heart has not yet come to fruition, Mo Qianchen suddenly froze when he saw the big clam in his hand.

I ate this mussel a few days ago, although she didn't pay much attention to it, but the hardness of this mussel made her pay attention, hard, the shell is very hard, even with her strength, she couldn't break the mussel with bare hands It took a blood sword to cut open the shell.

Why is it so soft when I hold it in my hand today, like a piece of tofu?
Looking at the mussel in his hand in surprise, Mo Qianchen stretched out his hand and squeezed it. It was soft, very soft, as soft as dough.

She made it round if she wanted to, and pierced a hole if she wanted to. This... What's going on here?

Turning hundreds of steelmaking into soft fingers,

"Baby, why did this become soft?" Mo Qianchen asked, looking up at the baby who was feeding Feng Shukuang, looking at the soft mussel in his hand.

The fat baby turned his head and glanced at it, and said quickly: "Oh, the baby thinks that the shell is too hard, so I heard what the grasses said, and went to the bottom of the pool to dig some soft weeds and smear them on them. They will be softened by the fire, ah, mother, what are you doing?"

Before the fat baby finished speaking, Mo Qianchen suddenly wanted to go crazy and jumped into the pool. The fat baby was stunned.

The ripples on the water surface were gentle, and Mo Qianchen disappeared in an instant.

The fat baby looked at the water pool, then turned to look at the thoughtful Feng Shukuang, blinked his eyes and asked dully: "What are you doing, mother?"

Throwing himself into a river?Although this pool is deep, it won't drown my mother.

Feng Shukuang looked at Mo Qianchen's jumping figure, looked at the limp mussel in the fat baby's hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up slightly when his eyebrows flickered.

"She takes a bath." However, Feng Shukuang didn't have any nice words to say.

"Bath?" The fat baby was even more stunned. Is there such a thing as a bath?

His mother is so eager to take a bath, as if rushing to jump into the river?This is his dad coaxing him to play.

The fat baby stretched out his dark hands to grab the leaves on top of his head, he is very smart, not stupid, his father must have coaxed him to play, but why did mother jump down?
Grabbing the mussel in his hand, the fat baby stopped feeding Feng Shukuang, his eyes fixed on the calm water surface, he wanted to see what his mother was doing.

And Feng Shukuang didn't even have the appetite to eat at this time, and his eyes were staring at the dark water surface. Although there was no expression on the surface, there was anxiety in the depths of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)