360-degree deep kiss, the president's sweet treat

112: Shui Mutong is pregnant with your child, "Eat dumplings!" Xiaoyu brought out the cooked dumplings and shouted in the heat of the road.

Shui Mutong walked over holding Guoguo's hand, and Huo Nianchen followed behind her.

Jian Tianxin sat down with everyone one after another, while Huo Nianchen looked mysterious, his eyes rolled around and landed on the dumplings.

"What are you looking at?" Jian Tian Xin picked up the chopsticks and looked at him.

"Which one am I looking at is my bag?"

"If you can see it, the sun will come out from the west!" Jian Tian said with a smile.

Huo Nianchen glanced at Jian Tianxin, is there such a mother who always dismantles her stage, and I don't know how all the artists under her can bear her?

The dumplings were indeed all the same, so Huo Nianchen sat beside Shui Mutong without picking one.

"Nian Chen, what's the reward for eating the dumpling you made?" Jian Tianxin suddenly remembered his mysterious appearance before, thinking that there was really something special in that dumpling.

"Secret it now, we'll talk about it when we eat it!" With a proud face, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, and took a bite.

"Is it delicious?" Shui Mutong asked.

"Delicious!" Huo Nianchen nodded, and then stretched out his hands to pinch her little face, "Of course it's delicious!"

Jian Tian's heart was almost soured by the vinegar. If he wanted to flatter him, he wouldn't be able to shoot like this. There are so many dumplings, how would he know which one was made by Shui Mutong.

Is this still her son?

Seeing that most of the dumplings had been eaten, the only one made by Huo Nianchen was still not eaten.

But the colorful chocolate wrapped in the fruit was eaten. Although the chocolate was melted, it was still eaten.

Guoguo turned her nose up, but she was happy. Looking at Jian Tianxin, "Grandma, grandma, you have eaten the dumplings I made, and I will reward you later!"

"Yo, I'm really looking forward to some kind of reward." Jian Tian smiled heartily. The more he looked at the child, the more he liked it. He was polite, sensible, and most importantly, good-looking.

I have an occupational disease. When I see a stranger, the first thing I look at is the appearance, and then the conversation.

"I'm full!" Shui Mutong stroked his swollen belly, trying to get up.

"No!" Huo Nianchen grabbed her wrist, looked at the few dumplings left in her bowl, "Finish it for me!"

"I can't eat it!"

"Eat if you can't eat it!"

"..."

Shui Mutong blinked his eyes, put his fingers on the chair, and looked at him puzzled, "Why eat if you can't eat, if you eat any more, your stomach will be full!"

"I won't be stuffed to death, eat again!" Huo Nianchen said righteously, taking advantage of the situation and pulling her to sit down, without giving any room for rejection.

Jian Tian couldn't hold back anymore, she laughed and looked at Shui Mutong, "What he meant was that the dumpling he made was not eaten."

Only then did Shui Mutong remember the last dumpling he put in, and he was very helpless, "What did you put in it?"

"I won't tell you, you have to eat it yourself!"

"Cut!" Shui Mutong pursed his lips, really speechless.

"Xiao Yu, serve me a bowl of dumpling soup!" Jian Tian was also full, so she put down her chopsticks.

"Okay, ma'am!" Xiao Yu agreed when she heard the voice.

Shui Mutong picked up the chopsticks, and reluctantly picked up a dumpling. If she didn't eat it, Huo Nianchen probably wouldn't be able to play today.

"Yeah, it's not good!" Xiao Yu screamed all the way from the kitchen with the bowl in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Shui Mutong quickly put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"What is this, why did the dumpling skin turn red?"

red?Huo Nianchen heard this key word, stood up and walked over, "What is red?"

"Sir, look, it's fine if the dumpling is broken, but red water is coming out!" Xiao Yu showed Huo Nianchen the soup.

Huo Nianchen almost got stuck with a mouthful of old phlegm, isn't this the dumpling he made, even though it is beyond recognition now, he can recognize it at a glance.

Guo Guo also jumped down from the chair, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "This is the dumpling made by uncle!"

"Ah!" Xiaoyu started fussing again, why did this gentleman make a red dumpling, the key is that only his dumpling was broken in the whole plate, and the others were all good.

Huo Nianchen only felt that he didn't pray to Buddha before making dumplings.

It's the first time in his life that he's making dumplings, and he's crazy, so he put some chocolate beans in it, and even more so, he has no brains, so he prepares some gifts.

All in vain!

"It turns out that uncle doesn't know how to make dumplings!" Guo Guo glanced at it lightly, and then came to the final conclusion.

"Who, who can't make dumplings?" Huo Nianchen will never admit that he can't make dumplings.

Jian Tian laughed directly, looking at the bowl of light red dumpling soup, "Nian Chen, I can't drink your dumpling soup anymore."

"Mom, although the dumpling is broken, the soup is still dumpling soup!" Huo Nianchen pulled Jian Tian's heart, forcing her to drink it, otherwise he would be too shameful.

"Nian Chen, I don't want to drink dumpling soup with added pigment!" Jian Tian patted his hand heartily, and then left the table.

"Mom, Mom, didn't you eat fruit dumplings just now, there are green chocolate beans inside, and there are also pigments!" Huo Nianchen did not give up, and shouted behind her.

"I'll drink it!" Shui Mutong took Huo Nianchen's hand and smiled.

"You can't drink!" Jian Tianxin who left suddenly turned around and said with a serious face.

Shui Mutong had already touched the bowl, but when he heard her voice, he paused his fingers in the air and was stunned.

Jian Tian also felt that she was too sensitive, so she coughed to relieve her embarrassment, "No, that chocolate bean soup is not good to drink!"

"Hmph, you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it myself!" Huo Nianchen saw that everyone disliked the dumplings he made, and he always wanted to save face, so he took the bowl from Xiao Yu's hand, raised his head and started drinking.

"Slow down, be careful of the heat!" Shui Mutong looked at him, and quickly reached out to grab him.

Huo Nianchen gave her a sideways look, then swallowed, and then handed the bowl to Xiaoyu, "It really sounds awful!"

Jian Tianxin and Shui Mu Tongxin laughed tacitly.

The pleasant dinner is over, because Guoguo will start school tomorrow, Shui Mutong will take him back to the room first, he will take a shower, and she will pack his schoolbag for him.

Jian Tianxin sat in the living room, watching the popular TV series recently.

Huo Nianchen took the fruit plate and put it down, and sat beside her.

"Your father and I have been very busy all this time, and we rarely spend time with you and your sister, especially you, but Nian Chen, mother has no objection to you being with Shui Mutong now." Jian Tian picked it up heartily. A slice of watermelon, after a bite, the mouth is full of sweet and greasy.

"I can see that you get along very well. When I walked in, I saw you making dumplings together. I really thought I went to the wrong door!"

"Brat, your mother is so ignorant!" Jian Tian patted his leg with a grimace.

"No, you are. You always treat everyone you meet as an artist of your company, and when you come here, you will be punished!"

"But I'm really grateful to Shui Mutong. I haven't been this happy for a long time, and I haven't made dumplings for a long time. I didn't expect that she would be able to make dumplings herself after marrying you."

"Didn't you go to pack it too, such a rich Mrs. Huo!"

"Go, I'll know how to make fun of your mother, how can you still look like a domineering president!"

"I know, mom, you are a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, how can I not understand you!"

"I was watching TV at the time. She and Xiaoyu were making dumplings. Xiaoyu told her not to make dumplings. She said she wanted to make dumplings for you and fruit to eat. These days, especially in the big family, women eat with their clothes Come to open your mouth, everything is done by the nanny butler, but she actually does it by herself, but she is really happy!"

Thinking of the joyful process of making dumplings, Jian Tian's eyes are filled with smiles. For so many years, she has done less and less for Huo Qingyu, and the original self-help has gradually disappeared.

Huo Nianchen put his arms around her shoulders, "So this is why Mom accepted Tongtong?"

Jian Tian's face sank, she looked at him seriously, and shook her head, "This is one of them, and there is another one!"

"There's one more?" Huo Nianchen was even more curious. What happened to her mother and her woman in this day, her attitude changed 180 degrees.

"You're hiding deep enough, kid!" Thinking of that Jian Tianxin reached out and punched Huo Nianchen's chest.

Huo Nianchen was puzzled, reached out and grabbed her hand, held it in the palm of his hand, then frowned, and began to think seriously, thinking about what he was hiding from his mother.

"Let's just pretend it's true, I already know, if Xiaoyu hadn't slipped his mouth, I wouldn't have heard it."

"what's up?"

"Shui Mutong is pregnant with your child, brat, even your mother is hiding it!"

There is a kind of happiness in this world, that is to see one's own children have children, that is a kind of selfless happiness, happiness from the bottom of my heart.

However, Huo Nianchen didn't feel happy, his eyes were wide enough to put an egg in...