What does it mean to get cuter and cuter?
She’s a woman who has given birth to two children, and she still needs to be described with the word "cute"?
"Huanhuan is also very cute!"
Huanhuan immediately ran from Qin Mu’s side to Mu Yichen’s legs, wanting her dad to pat her head too.
Mu Yichen indeed lazily reached out and patted his daughter’s head and even ruffled the top of it.
"Our Huanhuan is the cutest!"
"Daddy, you’re going to mess up my hair!"
As soon as Feng Fanghua came out of the kitchen, she saw the whole family together and her face unconsciously filled with tenderness.
"You came back so early today!"
Qin Mu habitually stood up to greet her.
"Sit down! There’s no need to be so formal with family. When have you ever seen me stand up when Qingxin is at home?"
Feng Fanghua mentioned Mu Qingxin.
Qin Mu just smiled and sat back down.
She knew that Mu Qingxin’s treatment was naturally different, at any time.
Feng Fanghua said with a smile, "Today your dad’s old friend from the south came to visit, and he brought a lot of specialties. You’ll get to try them later."
Qin Mu nodded her head in agreement, her obedience made Mu Yichen want to laugh.
So when Qin Mu turned her head and saw the expression on Mu Yichen’s face, she immediately bristled, which finally made Mu Yichen laugh, albeit silently, as he said, "Little wild cat!"
Feng Fanghua heard it too, first puzzled, then couldn’t help but look at her son with reproachful eyes.
Flirting with his wife in front of elders, what kind of behavior is that?
When Mu Yichen saw Feng Fanghua’s gaze, he became a bit more serious, although his eyes couldn’t help but linger on Qin Mu’s face.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Qin Mu stood up and said, "I’m going to change my clothes!"
Having received permission, Qin Mu quickly went upstairs to change.
Less than two minutes after she left, Mu Yichen wanted to follow, prompting Feng Fanghua to finally lose patience: "Can’t you sit with me for a while? Do you really have to follow her every step she takes?"
"Isn’t it you who said that she can’t be left alone now?"
Mu Yichen kindly reminded.
The old master, holding a newspaper, also sighed, "Yichen, you’re making Mumu feel uncomfortable, you know. You should contain yourself in front of the elders."
Mu Yichen looked lazily at his grandfather and had to sit there and wait obediently for Qin Mu to come downstairs.
In fact, Mu Yichen suspected that Qin Mu went upstairs just to avoid him.
Whenever at home, she doesn’t want to sit with him on the sofa, as if he were some kind of plague.
But he is clearly her idol!
Mu Zihao had an appointment with friends and Rongcheng’s old friends to dine at AM, so he was absent from dinner that evening.
Nevertheless, the meal was still lively. Mu Yichen earnestly helped his beloved wife pick out the bones from the fish, with Huanhuan waiting by his side, thinking it was for her.
Feng Fanghua also thought Mu Yichen was picking out the bones for Huanhuan, so she didn’t pay Huanhuan any mind, only to realize Mu Yichen placed a bowl of pristine white fish meat without bones in front of Qin Mu.
Huanhuan’s eyes widened first, then she called out loudly to Mu Yichen with her spoon in hand.
Mu Yichen turned his head in confusion, "What’s wrong?"
"Why only give Mommy the fish and not Huanhuan? Huanhuan likes fish meat too!"
Huanhuan complained with a sense of injustice.
Qin Mu lifted her eyes then immediately moved the fish in front of her daughter: "Daddy isn’t giving it to Mommy; he’s just having Mommy check for bones first. Mommy has checked it, no bones, so Huanhuan, you eat it quickly!"
Mu Yichen turned his eyes towards his wife, fully aware it was meant for her.
"You eat this, I’ll pick out some more for Huanhuan," he said as he took the bowl back to her, then took Huanhuan’s bowl to help her.
"You too, is it really that hard to prioritize the child over the adult?"
Feng Fanghua glanced at her son, first picking a boneless piece of fish meat for Huanhuan and putting it in her bowl.
"Humph! Daddy is biased! Huanhuan doesn’t like Daddy anymore!"
It was as if Qin Mu’s words had not placated her.
Qin Mu sighed inwardly, thinking to herself, when did this little girl become so talkative? It seems like she’s also becoming quite shrewd.
She couldn’t help but wonder if it was Mu Yi’s influence?
After dinner, Huanhuan no longer sought Mu Yichen, just cuddled with Qin Mu, watching Mommy and Grandpa play chess. As soon as Mu Zihao returned, Huanhuan hurried off to find him.
Because Mu Zihao had gifts for the little ones in his hands!
Qin Mu looked up as Mu Zihao did not forget to greet her.