President Daddy is super strong

In the villa.

Mo yanjue went upstairs with a small star in his arms.

Muqiqi followed up very consciously.

Thirty million is an astronomical figure for her, even if it costs her old life, it can't afford to pay.

It's better to take good care of the little star so that he can't find any place to challenge.

On the soft big bed, the small body was gently placed on it, and the tall body bent over for a long time, then slowly got up from the bedside.

Turning to prepare to walk out of the bedroom, I saw Muqiqi standing in the doorway.

The brow of the sword slightly twisted and the voice was lowered. "Why are you coming in?" he said

Mu Qiqi was shocked and immediately returned to his mind. "I came in to take care of the young master."

"I'm all asleep. Take care of me?" The expression on his face is more and more dissatisfied. Muqiqi really doesn't know what he did wrong. He can't be satisfied no matter what.

Speechless flat mouth, Mu Qiqi completely lost, with silence to do the best answer.

"Come with me!"

Just when Muqiqi didn't know whether to stay or go, the man passed her like a gust of wind, and said coldly.

Muqiqi was contemptuous for a while, but he walked out after others.

Who let others hold 30 million trumps in their hands!

······In the study.

The elegant and comfortable posture of the man leaned back in the chair and waved with a big hand: "I'm hungry, cook something for me and send it up."

Muqiqi stood in front of his desk respectfully, thinking that he had something important to say to himself, but he didn't expect that it was that I was hungry?

The chefs in the manor are all hired by the star restaurant with high salary. If he is hungry, he doesn't look for the chefs. What the hell is she?

In my heart, I was unhappy, but I didn't dare to show it for 30 million yuan, so I had to smile hypocritically: "I don't know what Mr. Mo would like to eat."

"Whatever!" Pitiful words like gold throw out two words, Mu Qiqi almost didn't breathe blood.

Whatever?

The name of that meal is casual?

"Can you cook some wonton?" Even if the heart is about to explode, but the face is still full of laughter, did not show the slightest.

"Whatever!" Mo yanjue did not lift his head, browsing the latest financial news on the computer, spitting out these two words again.

Step out of the study quickly, close the door of the moment, the pure face frown tightly, with all his dissatisfaction with her small fist all vent.

"Asshole! Big bastard through and through! "

Walking downstairs, murmuring in a low voice.

*

the banging sound came from the kitchen. The man standing at the second floor of the stairs had deep eyes and inexplicably good mood.

After standing for a few minutes, the man walked back to his study.

Just a few minutes after sitting down, there was a knock outside the study door.

"In!"

With the opening of the door, sesame oil fragrance came in, you can feel delicious before you eat it.

What kind of delicious food has not been eaten in the high-end restaurants all the year round.

But I was fascinated by this stupid woman's cooking.

Small bowl in front of him, rich aroma is constantly drilling into his nose.

I tried to pretend that I didn't care, but the expression of my eyes had betrayed him.

As soon as the brow of the sword was twisted, he pretended to be fierce. "That's all?"

For a man's provocation, Muqiqi's face is expressionless, and she knows that no matter how well she does it, he always has a hundred reasons for dissatisfaction.

"Whatever you want to eat, please." Had already guessed the man's trick, Mu Qiqi also does not get angry, not lowly not high way back.

"At least one more dish?"