Milk cute group treasure, fathers are fighting for favor again!

Chapter 277 "Dad, I know why Mom likes you now."

Teachers, preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts.

Ji Wei teaches Xiaoxiao poetry, calligraphy, chess and painting, and is her master who knows everything, and is loved by her.

Gu Cizhi explained her confusion and freed her from the confusion because she didn't know much about common vocabulary, which also aroused her admiration.

Nai Tuanzi's bright eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

She looked at Gu Cizhi with eyes full of admiration and said, "Dad, I know why Mom likes you now."

Gu Cizhi's eyes lit up.

What he didn't even know was discovered by the little milk group first!

Gu Cizhi hugged the milk ball, hugged the small milk ball to his lap with both hands, pinched the chubby white soft face, and asked gently: "Why does your mother like me?"

Gu Cizhi, who was dragging the sky and the ground, changed from the cold and harsh voice of the past, revealing traces of curiosity and nervousness.

Naituanzi said in a sweet voice, "Because Dad is very powerful!"

Gu Cizhi smiled wryly.

Where is he so good?

Ye Luo knows everything, but he doesn't know anything.

Nai Tuanzi put his arms around Gu Cizhi's neck, and rubbed against Gu Cizhi's neck with attachment, "Dad makes Xiaoxiao feel warm and at ease. When Mom is with Dad, she must also feel safe and happy."

Soft and sweet words filled Gu Cizhi's heart.

He believed Nai Tuanzi's words.

Ye Luo said that she can sleep well only when she is with him.

Gu Cizhi didn't get a particularly novel answer, but he was still happy with Nai Tuanzi's words.He is a novice father, and he is clumsy in taking care of his daughter. Fortunately, the daughter did not dislike him, and said that being with him is warm and at ease.

Nai Tuanzi's words really made him feel warm and at ease.

Xiaoxiao rubbed her neck coquettishly for a while, jumped off Gu Cizhi's lap, and continued to eat her own brown sugar glutinous rice cake.

Brown sugar glutinous rice cakes are sweet and soft when hot, crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside, and have an excellent taste, but after cooling down, the outside will be harder and the teeth will bite the palate, and the inside will not be as soft as before, and the taste will be much worse.

Xiaoxiao felt that the brown sugar glutinous rice cake was not tasty. After thinking about it, she sandwiched a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake into the ginseng chicken soup, thinking that the brown sugar glutinous rice cake would restore its original taste when it was heated.

Gu Cizhi thought that Xiaoxiao liked the salty and sweet taste, so he innovatively used ginseng chicken soup to make brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and did not interfere with Xiaoxiao's actions.

The brown sugar glutinous rice cake swelled after soaking for a while, and the sweet brown syrup floated on the surface. Afraid that it would lose its sweetness in a while, Xiaoxiao picked up the brown sugar glutinous rice cake and took a bite.

As soon as he bit off the brown sugar glutinous rice cake, he spat it out with a "wow" with a smile, looked up at Gu Cizhi with a wrinkled face, "Dad, it's so unpalatable!"

Seeing this scene, Li Jun, who was next to him, seemed to have finally caught Xiaoxiao's mistake. He watched the director pointing at Xiaoxiao and complained excitedly: "Ye Xiaoxiao wasted food!"

Smiling and sticking out her tongue, she fanned her tongue with both hands. Hearing Li Jun's words and looking over, the little hand that was waving desperately slowed down, slowly retracted Fenfen's tongue, and looked down at the brown sugar glutinous rice cake that she spit into the bowl .

She looked up at Gu Cizhi, "Dad, Xiaoxiao really doesn't want to eat brown sugar glutinous rice cakes."

Brown sugar glutinous rice cakes and ginseng chicken soup are delicious when eaten separately, but they are unpalatable when eaten together.

The sweet brown sugar glutinous rice cake was mixed with the oil and salt of ginseng chicken soup. She only took one bite, her tongue felt like it was burning, and her little head was dizzy. She really couldn't eat it.

She would rather not eat anything, and never eat another bite of brown sugar glutinous rice cake soaked in ginseng chicken soup!
(End of this chapter)