Yueyue wrinkled her small eyebrows tightly and stared at Mu Qi unhappily. "What are you two doing?!"

Mu Xiaoqi was stunned. Under the little fellow's gaze, she was somewhat guilty. She smiled embarrassingly. "How did you get up?" Mother is hungry. Uncle Bai helped her cook some porridge.

"Hmm! I saw him touch your face. Come over with joy and blame.

"Uncle Bai takes dirty things for his mother..." Mu Xiaoqi looked at Bai Moqing embarrassingly, and saw that his face was somewhat red, and some embarrassed to get up and hold Yueyue on the stool, changing the topic: "Uncle Bai cooked a good porridge, do you want some?"

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