Wen Zhan originally wanted to ask her to make something for him, but when he saw that she was still holding her daughter in her arms, he was embarrassed to say the words.
The atmosphere was awkwardly frozen, but fortunately the little guy in his arms was restless, probably greedy when he saw the food, and kept reaching for the table, shouting "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" eagerly.
"What are you shouting for? It's not for you to eat." Wen Zhan scolded his son angrily and took the opportunity to sit down.
As soon as he sat down, the little guy reached into the lunch box. Wen Zhan quickly stopped him, "You can't eat this! You're too young!"
"@##￥%...&*" The elder brother refused, and immediately uttered baby words of protest, insisting on feeding the rice on his little paws to his mouth, pouting his little mouth all the way to reach it.
"Can't eat it!" Wen Zhan frowned tightly.
Mu Wanqing watched the father and son fighting, one stubborn, the other crazy, with exactly the same temper, and almost couldn't help laughing.
Maybe when my son grows up, this bastard will have a nemesis.
When the time comes, the father and son will be tit for tat every day, and that scene... is very exciting just thinking about it.
"Change! I'll hug my sister! Otherwise, I can't help but go to Wuzhishan!" At the end of the fight, Wen Zhan had no choice but to give a "fierce" order to the woman watching the show.
"..." Mu Wanqing glanced at him, her face speechless.
Wen Zhan was already in front of her, holding his son up.
She had no choice but to exchange.
The brother and sister changed positions. The older brother sat in his mother's arms and was still not honest. However, Mu Wanqing had many ways to handle the baby - she found a teething stick and biscuit and stuffed it with the little one.
Wen Zhan was secretly disappointed when he saw that she easily handled the "treasonous son".
He was already hungry after all the fuss, so he started to eat in silence without caring about his dignity or anything else.
Mu Wanqing looked at him silently, "Young master, the third young master has such a delicate stomach, aren't you afraid of going to the hospital if you eat it?"
"Shut up!" He didn't care about the past grievances, but she came to provoke him.
"I'm eating, how can I eat if I shut up?" Mu Wanqing deliberately made him angry.
Wen Zhan sneered: "Don't be proud! I won't leave tonight!"
Not leaving——
The implication is so obvious...
Mu Wanqing's face froze for a moment, then her mind quickly changed, and she suddenly said in a confused manner: "Then you should eat more and replenish your strength."
"..." Wen Zhan stared at her, his handsome face was stunned and in disbelief.
What's the meaning?
She would actually take the initiative to cater to this matter?
Mu Wanqing saw his shock, doubt and disbelief, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said nonchalantly: "This is an agreement we have reached long ago, and it is not something I can escape by resisting. There is a saying that goes well. , since you can’t avoid it, why not just enjoy it.”
After saying that, she curved her lips charmingly, smiled sweetly, and took the initiative to stretch out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of boiled fish for the man, "So... you behave well."
This beauty trap really works!
Wen Zhan was fascinated by her and looked at her several times with suspicion before slowly digesting the information - maybe she also wanted a man, after all, this is a normal physiological need for adults.
It's been more than a month since the divorce, and it must be hard for her to be alone in an empty house.
Thinking about this, Wen Zhan's whole mind was filled with the charming love story that was about to happen. He didn't care about the unhygienic delivery service and whether the food was spicy. He just wanted to fill his stomach quickly and fight for three hundred rounds tonight.
The secretion of hormones and dopamine made Wen Zhan forget how spicy those dishes were. Instead, he felt that the takeaway was really good and the dishes were delicious.
I don’t even think about it, can I skip the meal with the heavy flavored dishes?
When he put down his chopsticks, Mu Wanqing was still slowly drinking the second bowl of chicken soup.
She has always liked heavy-flavored dishes, but she just took care of breastfeeding and didn't dare to eat too much.
Jingjing asked her if she could eat spicy food when ordering. She didn't want to spoil the little girl's interest, so she said it didn't matter and just ordered it.
Just now I thought these dishes were going to be wasted, but who would have thought that this guy had such a bug in his head that he even lost his taste buds.
But this is good.
With his delicate and sensitive intestines and stomach, it won't be long before he reacts to these spicy dishes.
"How's it going? The takeout tastes pretty good, right?" the woman asked slowly while drinking the soup.
Wen Zhan frowned, his mouth turned red from the spicy food, and he quickly put down his daughter and hurriedly looked for water.
Too anxious, he touched Mu Wanqing's water glass and fed it into his mouth.
"Hey! That's my water glass!" the woman reminded loudly.
He drank half a glass of water, looked back at the woman, and said ambiguously and frivolously: "Did you drink more saliva when I kissed you just now?"
"Are you disgusting?" Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him.
It had to be said that this man was already handsome and handsome with deep features. Now his mouth was so red that he looked like he was wearing lipstick. His handsomeness inexplicably added a bit of coquettishness, making him even more beautiful.
But Wen Zhan didn't notice this.
He still felt spicy, his mouth and tongue felt like needles, and there was dense pain, so he didn't bother to argue with her.
After Mu Wanqing had eaten and drank enough, she put her son back on the climbing mat and came back to clean up the mess on the table.
Wen Zhan was sitting in the living room, waiting for her to go to the kitchen to throw out the trash, and heard the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Feeling happy, she guessed that this guy's stomach was beginning to react.
Sure enough, when the man came out, his face didn't look good.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mu Wanqing asked with concern as she sat on the floor mat playing with the children.
Wen Zhan frowned tightly, embarrassed to say that his stomach was uncomfortable, and even more embarrassed to say that the chrysanthemums were sour, but he gave her a cold side glance, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Mu Wanqing looked confused and blinked her beautiful almond eyes, "What's the purpose?"
"You just suddenly and abnormally asked me to eat more. You just calculated that I can't eat spicy food. You want to see me have diarrhea!"
Wen Zhan suddenly figured this out while sitting on the toilet and convulsing in pain.
When it comes to their relationship, Mu Wanqing has always been passive and even resistant - but just now she went out of her way and took the initiative to ask him to eat more, replenish his energy and perform well!
"I thought you had finally figured it out just now, but now I understand that you deliberately used a beauty trap to confuse me." Wen Zhan stared at her closely, and realized belatedly.
Mu Wanqing was not afraid of being exposed by him at all. He had already been fooled anyway.
"You are such a villain! I usually have a bad attitude towards you, and you have always been dissatisfied. Today, I have a nicer attitude toward you, and yet you accuse me of being a honey trap - anyway, you are the one saying good or bad things." She didn't. Respond lukewarmly.
"Oh, stop pretending! I don't know what you are thinking? Don't think that this little illness and pain can do anything to me." Wen Zhan was still trying to be brave.
Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows lightly, "It's up to you, you're the one who will suffer anyway."
And even if this minor illness and pain can't make him completely lose his fighting ability, at least... he won't be like before, spending most of the night, right?
As long as she could get him to finish it early, she would have earned it.
It was late and the children were making a fuss and were obviously going to bed.
Mu Wanqing asked him to come over and look after the child while she went to wash up.
As a result, before she finished washing, there was a hurried knock on the bathroom door, and a man's urgent voice came: "Hurry up, I have to go to the bathroom again."
