Strong pampering old love: Qi Shao's exclusive lover

Chapter 407 He Is Probably Jealous
The little milk bag was originally assembling models in the living room, but when she heard her mommy's laughter coming from the kitchen, she couldn't help but ran over.

"Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?" At the door of the kitchen, the little milk bag poked its head in and asked curiously, "Are you playing a game? I want to play too!"

Li Muqi turned her head, and Yu Mo also saw the little milk bag from his side, she stopped laughing, pushed Li Muqi away, and walked towards the little milk bag, "No, your father said that today he will cook by himself There is food for you."

"Really?" Little Naibao looked at Li Muqi in surprise, "Can Daddy also cook?"

"Of course I will." Yumo grabbed her daughter's hand, turned to Li Muqi and said, "Ah Qi, I will wait for you in the living room with my little Nai Bao, call us when it's ready!"

"So you plan to leave just like that?" Li Muqi raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Mo.

"I'm giving you a chance to flex your muscles!" Yumo said with a smile.

Li Muqi didn't speak.

"Ah Qi, come on!" Yu Mo made a cheering gesture.

"Daddy, come on!" Xiao Naibao also followed suit to cheer up her daddy.

The mother and daughter left the kitchen with peace of mind. Li Muqi turned around and looked at the materials on the sink, pursed her lips, and took out her phone.

Yumo played with Xiao Naibao in the living room for a while, but there was no big news from the kitchen, so she couldn't help being a little curious.

She knew that Li Muqi didn't know how to cook, so she probably didn't know where to start with those dishes, but why didn't he come out and ask herself a question?

She got up and walked to the door of the kitchen to see that the man was chopping vegetables. Looking at his back, he looked quite decent.

Could it be that Li Muqi has learned how to cook in the past few years?
Although Yu Mo was puzzled, she gave up on going in to ask if she needed help, turned around and went back to the living room.

After more than an hour, the food was served.

Yumo took the little milk bag to wash her hands, and when she came back, Li Muqi had already taken off her apron, and put the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table.

The mother and daughter sat down, and Yumo glanced at the four dishes and one soup on the table.

Potato pork ribs, a little black, king oyster mushrooms, cut a little thick, carrots, fried a little rotten, green vegetables, a little mushy... only the bowl of mushroom soup seems to be okay.

As far as the appearance is concerned, although it is not very good-looking, it should not be a big problem...

The little milk bun was the most face-saving, and took the lead to put a piece of potato into his mouth with a spoon. He bit it open and saw that the potato was not ripe yet.

"Daddy, the potatoes are not ripe!" Xiao Naibao frowned and said.

Li Muqi coughed, "Then eat something else."

Yumo snickered, picked up a piece of Pleurotus eryngii mushroom with his chopsticks, and took a bite. It tasted good and there was nothing wrong with it.

"This one's okay, you can try it with the little milk bag." Yu Mo put a piece of it for the little milk bag.

The mother and daughter tried all four dishes. Fortunately, except for the undercooked potatoes, the other dishes tasted normal.

"Ah Qi, it seems that you are still very talented!" Yu Mo did not forget to praise the man.

Li Muqi picked up his rice bowl with a calm expression, picked up a carrot and ate it, his brows furrowed, "...it's unpalatable."

Yumo: "..."

Ah Qi, this time it's you who dismantled yourself.

"Can you eat it?" Li Muqi continued to ask, calmly without the slightest sign of being ashamed of the bad taste of his cooking.

Yumojiong: "...This shows that our mother and daughter are well supported."

"Do you want to order takeaway?"

"No, it's okay, it's good to eat like this—"

"Well!"

Before Yu Mo finished speaking, the little milk bag beside him let out a muffled snort.

Li Muqi immediately looked at his daughter and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yumo also turned to look.

The little milk bag covered his right face and raised his head, spat out what was in his mouth, pointed to the bowl of mushroom soup, and said with tears in his big eyes, "Daddy, there is sand in the mushroom..."

Li Muqi: "..."

Yumo: "..."

In the end, the dinner was finished with improvisation, but this time, Yumo would not dare to let Li Muqi into the kitchen again.

After the meal, Yumo didn't let Li Muqi intervene when cleaning up the dishes and the kitchen.

Li Muqi took the little milk bag to the living room, and waited for Yumo to clean up before Li Muqi drove them back to Yan's house.

Along the way, Xiao Naibao was talking about Li Muqi not being allowed to cook anymore, toothache and so on, making Yumo laugh so hard.

The car stopped at the entrance of Yan's villa, and in front of them, there was also a silver Rolls-Royce sedan parked.

Xiao Naibao recognized the family crest composed of wisteria flowers and holy swords on the car at a glance.

"It's Uncle Austin's car!" Xiao Naibao shouted excitedly, pointing at the car.

Yu Mo got out of the car with the milk bag in her arms, turned around and looked at Li Muqi, "Ah Qi...do you want to go in and sit for a while?"

Li Muqi looked up at Yanyan's villa, then shook his head: "No, you guys go in."

Yumo's eyes dimmed, "Okay."

"Daddy, won't you go in with us?" Little Naibao asked puzzled.

"Daddy still has something to do, I'll pick you up next time."

"Alright then." The little milk bag nodded reluctantly.

Li Muqi watched Yu Mo's mother and daughter enter the villa, and then got into the car and drove away.

Upstairs in the villa, Yan Feiyu looked at the car going away outside the window, and his face became even more gloomy.

Behind him, Austin lightly pressed his shoulder, "Don't look, let's go downstairs to meet the little one."

Yan Feiyu lowered his shoulders, avoided Austin's hand, stared at him and said, "Don't touch me!"

Austin raised his hand to apologize, "Sorry, but isn't this your room?"

"That doesn't work either!" Yan Feiyu left this sentence and walked directly to the door of the room.

This place is no different than abroad, if Yan Lie finds out that something is wrong, even if Austin is the Duke, he will still be kicked out.

Austin sighed helplessly: "Feiyu, are you going to let me be your secret lover? Although I don't mind—"

"Shut up!" Yan Feiyu gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, then opened the door and walked out quickly.

Austin smiled lightly and followed.

The two came down from the stairs, and Xiao Naibao saw them from a long distance away, she got down from Yumo's hand, and ran towards them with short legs.

After seeing the little milk bag, Yan Feiyu softened his expression, but the little girl went straight past him and threw herself into Austin's arms beside him.

Yan Feiyu's face suddenly darkened.

"Uncle Austin, I miss you so much!" The little milk bag said softly and coquettishly.

Austin hugged the little milk bag and pinched her face, "I miss you too, are you happy to go back to China?"

Yan Feiyu snorted coldly at Austin, turned and left.

The little milk bag blinked for no reason, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Austin, what's wrong with little uncle?"

Austin looked at Yan Feiyu's back with a half-smile, "Well, he must be jealous."

(End of this chapter)