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Chapter 162: A bright future 2

"Ah, no, no, the doll is very happy to help. Dad, please don't slander the doll." Hearing Feng Shukuang say this, the fat doll immediately shook his little hands, and at the same time held up a big river clam in a flattering hand, and wanted to feed it

Feng Shu eats wildly.

"Slander?" Feng Shu glared wildly.

"Daddy." The fat baby smiled flatteringly.

"I want to eat grilled fish."

"I'll catch the baby right away."

Woo hoo, daddy is so annoying when he talks about himself, he is a bad daddy. The fat baby held the big river clam in his hands while cursing and nodding, but it is the baby's duty to feed his daddy.

"You kid..."

On the side, Mo Qianchen watched the interaction between Feng Shukuang and Fat Baby. His frown relaxed slightly. Feng Shukuang was still in the mood to amuse his children. This kind of calmness was beyond her reach.

After shaking the big river clam handed to her by the fat doll in her hand, Mo Qianchen lowered her head and started to crack it open to eat. She would not refuse the doll's wishes. As for the antidote, she had to think about it in a different way.

"?" The decision in his heart had not yet come to a conclusion, and Mo Qianchen suddenly froze when he saw the big river clam in his hand.

She had eaten this river mussel a few days ago. Although she didn't pay much attention to it, the hardness of this river mussel made her pay attention. It was hard. The shell was very hard. With her strength, she couldn't even break open the mussel with her bare hands.

Shell, it took a blood sword to cut open this thing.

Why is it so soft when I hold it in my hand today, like a piece of tofu?

Looking at the river mussel in his hand with surprise, Mo Qianchen stretched out his hand and pinched it. It was soft, very soft, as soft as dough.

She can make a round shape if she wants to, and make a hole if she wants to. This... what's going on?

Turn a hundred steel-making into soft fingers,

"Baby, why has this become soft?" Mo Qianchen looked up at the hard river clam in his hand that was so soft that he was feeding Feng Shukuang and asked.

When the fat baby heard this, he turned around and glanced, and said quickly: "Oh, the baby thinks this shell is too hard, so I listened to the grasshoppers and dug some soft grass from the bottom of the pool and smeared it on them.

Roast them over the fire and they will become soft, ah, mother, what are you doing?"

Before Fat Baby finished speaking, Mo Qianchen suddenly felt like going crazy and jumped into the pool. Fat Baby was stunned in shock.

The water surface rippled gracefully, and Mo Qianchen disappeared in an instant.

The fat baby looked at the pool, then turned to look at Feng Shukuang who was thoughtful, blinked his eyes and asked dully: "What are you doing, mother?"

Throw yourself into the river? Although the pool is deep, my mother can't be drowned.

Feng Shukuang looked at Mo Qianchen's jumping figure and looked at the soft clam in the fat baby's hand. His eyebrows flashed and his eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

"She takes a bath." However, Feng Shukuang didn't have anything nice to say.

"Take a bath?" The fat baby was even more stunned. Is there such a way to take a bath?

Is his mother so impatient that she rushes to take a bath as if she were jumping into a river? This is because his father is coaxing him to play.

The fat baby stretched out his dark hands and grabbed the leaves above his head. He was very smart and not stupid. His father must have coaxed him to play, but why did his mother jump down?

Grasping the river mussel in his hand, the fat boy lost his temper and stared fixedly at the calm water, trying to see what his mother was doing.
Chapter completed!