The two men who looked at each other, one big and one small, looked at her with disgust, and she pretended not to see it and continued to eat her noodles.

Nangong Ao said lightly: "We are men and we want to spoil women, so Mommy can eat noodles like this, but we can't." ”

He demonstrated how to eat noodles elegantly, Liang Zixing glanced at the noodles in the bowl, there were green vegetables, and beef, and the nutrition was good.

"It's delicious, do you often eat alone?"

Liang Zixing asked as he spoke, because he felt that he was lonely when he ate noodles, while Mommy was happy when he ate noodles!

This comparison shows that Mommy lives in a lively family, while Daddy is often alone.

Hearing his words, Liang Muqing raised her head, and the two fathers and sons finally stopped looking at each other and began to communicate. She didn't deliberately eat out loud, and interjected.

"Daddy has family, and many, many family."

"Oh......"

His mouth pursed slightly, and he let out an oh word, then lowered his head and ate his noodles.

In the dim light, a family of three had a simple dinner. Liang Muqing always peeked at the two of them from time to time until they all finished eating. Liang Zixing yawned, he barely slept last night, for fear that he would be dismantled if he fell asleep.

"I'll go to sleep first, I'm so sleepy."

He was very independent, and after eating noodles, he took the water and rinsed his mouth, then took off his shoes and put them neatly on the side of the bed, climbed on the bed and lay down.

Nangong Ao saw that he was so independent and asked.

"He's really sensible."

Liang Muqing ate the last bite of noodles, and she felt so herself.

"Nangong Ao, have you ever thought about what your child looks like before?"

Nangong Ao helped her clean up the disposable dishes and chopsticks, and then wrapped her strong arms around her waist. Hot breath sprayed in her ears, mixed with the faint smell of cologne.

"I've thought about it, it's about the same as Xiaoxing."

In fact, this was used to deceive the servant, and he couldn't imagine what his child was like. Until now, I saw him sleeping in a small bed, and he looked like him three points and seven points like her.

Liang Muqing washed the pot for cooking noodles and put it in the cabinet.

She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Really?"

She didn't believe it, if he imagined Xiao Xing to look like, then why didn't he recognize Xiao Xing as his son when he saw Xiao Xing for the first time.

Anyway, there is no way for a little woman to drill the horns.

Nangong Ao leaned his face against hers and stretched out his tongue to lick her little face.

"Otherwise, we'll have a daughter who will be exactly like you."

With that, his kiss moved to the middle of her neck and bit down. Liang Muqing was almost unsteady, and all the pictures in the car that day appeared in his mind.

She must have screamed in that feeling, and Xiao Xing slept on the bed, so what could he do if he heard it?

Her sanity came back to her senses in an instant, her hands pressed against his chest.

"No, don't."

Nangong Ao's eyes radiated a fire that wanted to eat him, and he snorted impatiently.

"I'm in a really good mood, so I want it now, don't refuse me, okay?"

After saying that, he sealed her little mouth, and his wet and soft tongue wrapped around her, making her soften all of a sudden, and she could only hold him tightly with both hands.

The two of them couldn't restrain themselves from kissing, the corners of Nangong Ao's mouth rose slightly, and the little servant changed. Unlike before, he did it with her, and she always acted like she was being forced.

And now she is enjoying it, enjoying this love with him.