Before he could react, the man's big hand had already reached out.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ning turned around and saw his deep face, and was slightly shocked.

"Ahem." Li Beichen's face darkened in response to her precautions, "I'm afraid that if you can't see it, I'll be cut by a knife, and my son will have to order takeout."

""Crow's Mouth.

Wen Ning quickly put the food in the pot.

Li Beichen looked at it and was a little surprised. Steamed eggs with meatloaf, braised pork ribs, a delicious vegetable soup, corn, carrots and shrimps were put together to form the eight-treasure rice that children like very much. In just ten minutes, there was also a soufflé dessert.

Seeing his critical eyes on the dessert, Wen Ning said coldly, "Low sugar and low fat, suitable for children."

Li Beichen looked at her.

His sharp eyes glanced at the living room again. There was a children's chair next to the dining room.

He noticed it just after he came in.

Somewhat strange.

The man asked in a low voice, "How do you know how to cook such children's food?"

"There is a children's dining chair in the living room, but Jiujiu has never been to your place. Could it be that there are other children?"

"" Wen Ning was stunned, and her hands shook in fear. Damn it, that was Mo Bao's dining chair. She forgot to put it away.

A hundred secrets and a sparse.

She explained angrily, "... I bought the dining chairs in advance thinking that Jiujiu might come."

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes and said, "The one I bought is very suitable. You seem to be no stranger to raising children?"

Three years ago, she killed a child and escaped. Logically speaking, she could not have the experience of Milkman.

Wen Ning immediately looked at him with contempt and mocked, "Of course I'm not a stranger. I did a lot of homework when I was pregnant. When you and Li Xiangwan were messing around and sent me to a mental hospital, I didn't even know how old the child was.

Everything has been thought out.”

When Li Beichen mentioned that paragraph, he suddenly became speechless and his face darkened.

Perhaps he was arbitrary in sending her for treatment, but at that time, he wanted to protect the health of the fetus.

This woman seemed to love her children very much, but he took a deep breath, knowing that if he continued talking, he would open the wound again.

Wen Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him shut up.

This scumbag doesn't deserve to know that his two children are alive and well.

She carefully hid the calligraphy treasure, but when she turned her head and saw the small figure entering the room outside the door, she was so frightened that she almost breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Mobao, what is this guy doing? Why did he come in!

At this time, Li Beichen also turned his head and saw the little boy standing with Jiujiu. He frowned, "Who is this?"

Wen Ning's heart almost stopped and he stared, not knowing how to react.

Jiujiu walked over mischievously, glanced at Mommy secretly, looked at his little brother with a smart and suppressed smile, and said, "Mommy, I want to sleep at your place tonight, so I ordered a takeaway and delivered some toothbrushes."

Bring up the face towel."

Wen Ning looked at Mo Bao, who was wearing a mask and a hat, and was wrapped up tightly. His heart felt like he was on a roller coaster, and he gasped again and again.

She understood what trick these two little things were playing, and her pretty face suddenly darkened.

Is Li Beichen so funny? I really wanted to spank them, and just as he was about to take the things, he quickly chased Mo Bao away.

Li Beichen's big hand took the bag first. He stared at the 'kid' delivering the food, frowned and looked at it again and again, and asked in a low voice, "You are here to deliver food at such a young age? Whose child are you from?"

"" Wen Ning was speechless. How is your family?

She wanted to stop Li Beichen's sight and throw Mo Bao out.

As a result, the man squatted down, stared sharply at Mo Bao's little face under the mask, and said, "You look familiar, kid."

Wen Ning almost wanted to jump off the building. How could he not be familiar with a kid who looked exactly like Jiujiu?


Chapter completed!