Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Fu Chenmo coughed softly to cover up his embarrassment, "Why don't you just skip dinner?"

Lao Zhou followed suit, "Yes, yes, it's too late, and it's actually inconvenient, isn't it, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Chenmo nodded, "Yes, yes."

But Duomi pouted unhappily, "No! Didn't Daddy promise me to have dinner together? You can't say nothing!"

Seeing Domi's reaction so fiercely, Fu Chenmo had no choice but to agree.

Then the question was handed over to Sheng Nanzhi. Sheng Nanzhi tried to communicate with Duomi, "Duomi, why don't you forget it, Mommy is a bit slow in cooking..."

Before Sheng Nanzhi could say too many sophistry, Duomi interrupted, "It's okay, take it easy, Daddy, me, and Grandpa Zhou are waiting for you."

Sheng Nanzhi raised her head and let out a long sigh, what a fucking child.

Domi consciously broke free from Sheng Nanzhi's arms, and looked at Sheng Nanzhi obediently, "Mummy, go, I'll be here to greet Daddy and Grandpa Zhou."

As he said that, Domi even ran to pour tea in a fart.

"Daddy, Grandpa Zhou, because my mommy only drinks scented tea, so you two only drink scented tea too!"

Holding two cups of tea in her small hands, she walked over unsteadily.

Lao Zhou hurriedly got up to protect him, he was really afraid that the tea would slosh out and burn the young master.

Standing in the open kitchen, Sheng Nanzhi saw that Duomi was serving the two people in the living room quite well.

Why is this child walking on the edge of being very obedient and being stupid?

Sheng Nanzhi opened the refrigerator, but there were quite a lot of dishes.

She sighed, and now she can only cook a meal.

During the time when she moved from Haicheng to Beicheng, she was too busy, and she didn't even have much time to take care of Domi, let alone cook.

After not cooking for a long time, she felt a little rusty.

An hour later, the dining table next to the living room was filled with good-looking dishes.

Duomi enthusiastically wooed Fu Chenmo and Lao Zhou to the table, "Daddy, Grandpa Zhou, you're welcome!"

Domi looks like a little master.

Lao Zhou looked at the dishes, although they looked good, but the last time he ate the meal made by Miss Sheng, he still has lingering fears.

He looked at Fu Chenmo.

Fu Chenmo pointed to the seat by the dining table, "Why are you standing there?"

Lao Zhou took advantage of the situation and sat down. It shouldn't be so unpalatable this time, right?

Sheng Nanzhi took off her apron and said with a faint smile, "I don't know how to cook many dishes, so don't dislike them."

Without waiting for others to speak, Domi took the initiative to say: "Mommy, you are too modest!"

After finishing speaking, Duomi climbed into the baby chair, "I'm so happy, I can eat the meal made by Mommy again!"

Seeing Duomi's support, Sheng Nanzhi smiled happily.

Fu Chenmo glanced at the seat beside him, "Thanks for your hard work, you should sit down and eat too."

At this moment, Fu Chenmo is extraordinarily polite, and insists that in other people's homes, he will not move chopsticks before the master moves them.

Sheng Nanzhi sat next to Fu Chenmo. Although the relationship between the two had already become turbulent, because of Duomi's presence, they still maintained the most basic peace.

After sitting down, Sheng Nanzhi smelled the familiar and palpitating smell from Fu Chenmo's body.

What's ambiguous is that she is also full of this smell at the moment.

Sheng Nanzhi's eyes casually glanced at the sofa in the living room, where there were some Domi's toys randomly placed at the moment.

Her face flushed.

Her mind instantly remembered that in the evening, she and Fu Chenmo were on this sofa...

Duomi was keenly aware that something was wrong with Sheng Nanzhi, "Mum, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Sheng Nanzhi hastily looked away, "No, it's nothing."

Fu Chenmo followed Sheng Nanzhi's gaze just now, and his gaze was fixed on the sofa.

Suddenly, his Adam's apple tightened.

He who has always maintained a high degree of concentration, suddenly couldn't concentrate at this moment.

"Grandpa Zhou, the braised pork ribs made by my mom are delicious, try it!"

With that said, Duomi picked up a spare rib and sent it to Lao Zhou's bowl.

Lao Zhou was flattered, "Thank you, thank you young master."

It's just that this 'favor' is really too much for Lao Zhou!

He looked at the braised pork ribs in the bowl, then at Fu Chenmo, "Boss Fu..."

"Domi brought you food, what do you think I'll do?" Fu Chenmo said coldly.

Okay, since Mr. Fu is ruthless, he is also ruthless.

"Boss Fu, you haven't eaten yet. As an assistant, how can I eat? You eat first."

As he said that, Lao Zhou was preparing to bring food to Fu Chenmo.

But Fu Chenmo said again: "You're already off work, what kind of assistant is not an assistant, eat quickly."