"good!"

Wen Ran looked at him with a smile, pulled out his hand that he was holding, and put down his sleeve: "You have helped Dad cook."

"Well, dad cooks alone, I'll help you with it."

"Are you pleased your dad?"

Wen Ran quipped, Mo Xiuchen's eyes became deeper, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

She was stunned, and the heat on her lips was transmitted to the brain nerves. Thinking of this, it was Gu's family, and instinctively pushed him.

Mo Xiuchen stayed on her lips for a moment, let go of her, condensed her slightly red face, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Let's go, at noon today, let you taste your dad's skills."

"Everyone around me can cook. It seems that I can just eat again in the future."

Wen Ran sighed. In the past, she couldn't even tell the difference between salt and sugar. The original intention of learning to cook was to Mo Xiuchen. At that time, as his birthday approached, she didn't know what gift to give him, so she thought to make a meal for him to eat.

For girls who know how to cook, that may be the simplest thing, but Wen Ran practiced over and over again in order to learn how to cook and cook deliciously. At least, that kind of intention touched Mo Xiuchen.

"You don't need you at first. It's not someone else's turn. It's enough to have me alone cook for you."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were so gentle that he wanted to give her the best in the world. Just now, after hearing what Gu Yan said, he not only wants to give her the best in the world, but also wants to be with her every minute and every second.

He has never felt that time is so precious, and every minute he wants to catch it.

Feeling the strength of his holding of his palm a little more, Wen Ranqing Hong's water eyes raised doubts: "Xiuchen, what's wrong with you?"

"fine."

Mo Xiuchen was shocked and realized that he might have leaked his emotions, and immediately smiled gently.

Wen Ran's eyes flashed. Seeing his eyebrows smiling, Qinggui and handsome, intoxicating, and she couldn't see any strangeness. She thought to herself that it might be her illusion just now, and she felt that his emotions were fluctuating.

Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran's hands downstairs. She wanted to pull out her hand, but Mo Xiuchen insisted on holding it tightly, and she had to let him go.

Gu Kai and Wen Jin had already served the dishes and poured the wine. In the restaurant, the aroma of the dishes mixed with the aroma of the wine filled the room.

"Ranran, come here quickly and sit here."

Gu Yan untied his apron, sat at the dining table, and gave everything behind to Wen Jin and Gu Kai. Seeing Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran come in, he immediately waved to her with a smile.

"Dad, you did this?"

Wen Ran smiled and walked over. Sitting in the chair he pulled away, Mo Xiuchen sat beside her and said gently: "The dishes on this table are all made for you by Dad, so you have to eat more later. We will only taste your skills after you have gained the best of yours."

"Haha, Xiu Chen said it well."

Gu Yan smiled heartily and said, "The dishes on this table are prepared for you. Xiu Chen, A Jin and A Kai can only be eaten by your advantage. Ranran, you can try them all. Which dish you like? From now on, Dad often cooks them for you."

"Dad, that's not needed."

Mo Xiuchen's mouth bent in a shallow curve, interrupting Gu Yan's words slowly.

Gu Yan frowned and stared at Mo Xiuchen's smiling eyes, "Why don't you?"

"Xiuchen is afraid that you will steal his job. Dad, Xiuchen's cooking skills are not bad. You just need to cook for her during the holidays. When Ranran returns home, she will just cook for her. Usually, Xiuchen is here, it won't be your turn."

Gu Kai pulled out the chair and sat down, explaining with a smile.

Wen Jin sat down next to him, took his words and said, "Uncle Gu, if you fight Xiu Chen, then he will definitely turn against you. If you want to cook one day, call me, I will be free at any time."

Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes swept over Gu Kai and Wen Jin, "You know me."

"So that's the case. Well, for the sake of your baby Ranran, I will take a step back and not compete with you. Without saying much nonsense, eat first and try my skills."

Gu Yan is a generous person. Seeing Mo Xiuchen treating Ranran so well, he was not satisfied or relieved. Ranran suffered too much when he was a child. Now, meeting someone who cherishes her so much is also a compensation from God.

**

Mo Zixuan took the initiative to call Xiao Wenqing.

Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi had just finished lunch and moved from the restaurant to the sofa in the living room. Wu Tian lit a cigarette and smoked it. Xiao Wenqing held the remote control and changed the table bored.

Seeing Mo Zixuan's call, Xiao Wenqing was very surprised and said to the smoking Wu Tianyi: "Zixuan must have found Wen Ran's life experience."

Wu Tianyi didn't have the joy she had, and his tone was faint: "Even if he knew, he wouldn't tell you. It's better to be careful when speaking by himself and don't ask us about our current address."

"Zixuan, have you found out Wen Ran's life experience?"

Xiao Wenqing didn't believe Wu Tianyi's words, so he asked as soon as he answered the phone.

"My mother, happy new year."

On the other end of the phone, Mo Zixuan seemed to have not heard her words, and his voice came with clear and joyful voice.

Xiao Wenqing smiled on his face: "Happy New Year, Zixuan, you are doing the New Year, haven't you gone out to play?"

"No, there is nothing to play outside, so why not stay at home. Mom, if you are not here this year, your home is so deserted that it is not as quiet as the same home."

Mo Zixuan paused for a moment before saying the next half.

"Isn't your dad's still there?"

Xiao Wenqing's voice became gentle. This was the first time she had separated from her son. It was still so long. In previous years, during the Spring Festival, she would cook for their father and son, not for Mo Jingteng, but for Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan snorted coldly on the other end of the phone, his tone was a little displeasure: "He, you know, he has no common topic except to be cruel to me, saying that this is not good or that is wrong."

"Why is he still treating you like that?"

When Xiao Wenqing heard Mo Zixuan complain, maternal love began to spread. In his words, he did not hide his blame for Mo Jingteng and his heartache for his son.

"He is used to being arrogant. Except for being a good man when facing you, he has never had a good face when facing others."

Not only to him, but also to Mo Xiuchen and Mo Jingteng, he always holds his own airs.

However, when he wanted to show off, Mo Xiuchen no longer gave him a chance, and he would face him tit-for-tat as soon as he met. Gradually, he developed such a way of getting along with him and could not change it anymore.

"Mom, I won't go to work until the eighth day of the lunar month. Why not, I'll go find you."
Chapter completed!