Chapter 4818 (1/2)

Even if Mo Zhengkun has thousands of words in his heart, he can only swallow them by himself.

Mo Zhengkun glanced at the housekeeper and took the car key.

When Mo Zhengkun arrived at the villa, the Wen Xiaoxiao family were ready to rest.

Seeing Mo Zhengkun, Wen Xiaoxiao was pleasantly surprised. Like a kitten, she jumped up and grabbed Mo Zhengkun's waist. She intimately rubbed her little face against Mo Zhengkun's chest. Her voice was soft and sweet. She called in Mo Zhengkun's ear, ”Zheng Kun, you're coming.”

Wen Xiaoxiao looked cute and considerate. Mo Zhengkun felt warm in his heart. Mo Zhengkun touched Wen Xiaoxiao's head and his voice was soft: ”Xiaoxiao, I can't live here.”

Hearing that Mo Zhengkun came, Liu Xiujuan and her husband, who came down to meet Mo Zhengkun, heard Mo Zhengkun say they couldn't live here as soon as they came downstairs. They immediately thought of the horror dominated by assistant Wang at noon today.

Assistant Wang's eyes were dark and pitiful, which made her feel terrible to be stared at by poisonous snakes.

Liu Xiujuan's body trembled subconsciously and couldn't help asking, ”this house is also someone else's?”

Because she was too anxious to know the answer, Liu Xiujuan's tone was particularly urgent. Coupled with her sharp voice, she was particularly aggressive.

Mo Zhengkun was chased out of his house by Mo He, and was interrogated by Liu Xiujuan so aggressively.

Mohe is his father. He can't say, but Liu Xiujuan, a bug living on her own, dares to question herself. Mo Zhengkun's face suddenly sank.

Wen Xiaoxiao has been with Mo Zhengkun for such a long time, and his ability to observe his words and expressions is very excellent. Seeing that Mo Zhengkun has sunk his face because of his mother's words, he knows that Liu Xiujuan's words just now make Mo Zhengkun unhappy.

Now Mo Zhengkun is the food and clothing parent of his family. If he is unhappy, his family will drink the West and north wind.

Wen Xiaoxiao quickly remedied: ”Mom, what are you talking about? Zhengkun must have his reason to say he can't live. Let's just go with him. You go upstairs and pack up with my father, and I'll cook dinner for Zhengkun.”

Wen Xiaoxiao put his hand in Mo Zhengkun's palm, and his voice was light and soft: ”my parents cleaned it up for a while. Shall I cook dinner for you first?”

Wen Xiaoxiao's fingers were soft, as if they were dough, without bones. He gently put them in his palm. His soft, boneless fingertips gently slipped from the palm to sew his hands, and then clasped his ten fingers, bringing bursts of throbbing.

Mo Zhengkun looked down at Wen Xiaoxiao, who was gentle, clever and considerate. Because Liu Xiujuan was unhappy, his heart softened, and his voice became gentle: ”OK.”

Seeing that Mo Zhengkun didn't care about his mother any more, Wen Xiaoxiao was relieved, smiled and asked Mo Zhengkun to sit on the sofa, while he went to the kitchen to cook dinner for Mo Zhengkun.

Don't eat too much for dinner and it's too late to cook porridge. Wen Xiaoxiao simply gave Mo Zhengkun a tomato and egg noodles.

The tomatoes are cut into pieces and flutter in the bowl. The fried poached eggs are yellow and give off bursts of burnt fragrance. With the two small vegetables floating on the top strip, they are red, green, yellow and yellow. The color is strong and makes people's appetite open.

Mo Zhengkun picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of soup. It was moderately salty. Knowing that Mo Zhengkun liked spicy food, Wen Xiaoxiao added a lost oil to his noodles and sprinkled spicy seeds, which greatly increased his appetite.

After a mouthful of soup, the stomach warms instantly, which alleviates a lot with a bad mood.

Wen Xiaoxiao held his chin and looked at Mo Zhengkun with a smile. His eyes were bright, as if they crushed the stars in the sky in his eyes and stared at Mo Zhengkun, as if Mo Zhengkun was her world.