On the other hand, Old Master Zhan is not in the old house at this moment, but in the hospital.

He was taken to the hospital after he fell into a coma.

These days, he has not planned to go back to his old house, and is planning to use this disease to threaten Zhan Hanjue. He is old, Zhan Hanjue used to say cold and hard, but in fact he is filial and has a soft heart.

But I didn't expect that after staying in the hospital for so long, Zhan Hanjue never showed up!

The hospital became his own show.

"Old Master, do you really want to send the young master to Miss Ning?" Uncle Fu asked worriedly.

Although the old man said he hated the baby young master, Uncle Fu had been with the old man for so many years, of course he could tell that he was talking about something wrong.

He likes the baby young master very much, otherwise he would not have secretly given the baby so many names of Zhan.

Just wait for the genealogy.

Zhan Longcheng sarcastically sarcastically: "Does he stay and anger me every day like him?"

"The young master and the young man, Yan Wuji, is a little more wild than the young master Yeye." Uncle Fu explained with a smile.

"Let's talk about it after the Mu family's marriage recognition banquet. Before that, we must find a way to ruin the pre-marital agreement. Ajue is too ridiculous!" As he said that, Old Master Zhan glanced at the door a few more times. Except for the medical staff, there were no other figures.

He was already hiding the matter of being admitted to the hospital from others, but only told Zhan Hanjue.

But he refused to come...

...

The baby was so angry that he cried.

Qiao Xinan hugged the little guy back to the living room, feeling very distressed.

"Be good, stop crying, your mother won't want you." Qiao Xinan carefully wiped the tears in the little guy's eyes: "If you cry again, you won't be handsome, you will become a little crybag."

The baby quickly wiped away his tears and choked his mouth: "Baby is hungry."

Qiao Xin'an looked at Mu Zhengyan when he heard this, and Mu Zhengyan looked at the butler again.

It was the first time the housekeeper saw Ning Baby. The little guy was soft and tender, with a pink and jade-carved, exquisite and cute, and the reduced version of Zhan Hanjue was soft. He bent over and asked respectfully, "Young Master, what do you want to eat? I'll let someone do it right away."

"Egg rolls, spicy hot pot, barbecue, chicken wings, kiwis, and crayfish..." The baby thrust and said that he liked to eat, but he was not polite at all.

The butler wrote down these one by one.

Qiao Xin'an hugged the baby: "Malatang is not suitable for children."

"But I want to eat..." Baby's big watery eyes stared at Qiao Xin'an.

Qiao Xinan suddenly had the illusion that he was committing a crime if he didn't let him eat. He turned his head and said to the butler: "Malatang has less chili."

"Okay, ma'am." The housekeeper nodded.

Mu Zhengyan ordered other side dishes by the way. They all went out for so long and were hungry.

After the butler left, Mu Zhengyan's eyes occasionally fell lightly towards Qiao Xinan's posture of coaxing the little guy.

She smiled sweetly, and the pain in her eyes could not be concealed. She gently wiped away the dirty tears on the little guy's face. If they had children in the future, she would be so gentle, right?

A figure suddenly appeared at the gate, blocking the bright light.

Ning Xi walked in with an excited smile on his lips.

The baby immediately jumped up, ran to Ningxi happily, grabbed her index finger with attachment, and held it tightly in her palm.

"Mom, don't rush the baby away."

"I won't leave." Ning Xi lowered her head and kissed her son's little face: "Where can mom bear to drive you away?"

"Really?" the baby asked uncertainly: "Will I wait for me to fall asleep so sleepy that you secretly send me back to the Great Demon King?"

"A spoonful of ice cream, is that good?"

The baby's originally dull eyes immediately lit up, and he rubbed Ning Xi's cheek with his little face.

Mu Zhengyan raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "Is there any allusion for a spoonful of ice cream?"

Qiao Xin'an heard Ning Xi say he would not leave, breathed a sigh of relief and explained happily: "Baby especially likes to eat ice cream, but eating too much ice cream is not good for her health, so Xixi made an agreement with her baby, and he was obedient and Xixi would take him to eat twice a month. Gradually, this word evolved into a decisive statement between them, mother and son."

"Is it so interesting to raise a son?" Mu Zhengyan stroked his jaw, thinking.

Qiao Xin'an nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes! Especially raising a genius baby is even more interesting. You don't know that when the baby was very young, I bought him a pacifier, and he threw it away angrily, and then I secretly stuffed it into his mouth..."

Mu Zhengyan glanced at her with a gaze: "You are quite terrible."

"The main reason is that the baby was so cute at that time! You don't understand..."

The baby was nestled in Ning Xi's arms and said weakly: "Godmom, you still have to tell me about such an embarrassing thing?"

"When you grow up and get married, I can still talk, I can talk for the rest of my life." Qiao Xinan said with a smile.

The baby buried her face in Ning Xi's shoulder in disgust, leaving only her with a dark little head.

Qiao Xinan smiled even more excitedly, and there was a little sadness hidden in her excitement.

The old man Zhan will not let Xixi go, and a short reunion may be a longer separation.

Soon, the housekeeper reported that the meal was ready.

The group of people went to the table, and even the depressed baby regained their vitality and began to storm the wind on the dining table.

Qiao Xin'an and him were both foodies. They grabbed Malatang and put it into their mouths. A circle of shiny oily glow appeared on the corners of their mouths, dyeing the corners of their mouths bright red and shiny, looking more attractive than wearing lipstick.

Ning Xi did not allow the baby to eat too much, so he took him to wash his hands instead.

All his hands were dirty.

Seeing Qiao Xinan eating in big mouthfuls, without any image, Mu Zhengyan couldn't help but worry about whether taking her back to the Mu family in the future would embarrass her. He glanced at her: "You can't be polite if you eat?"

Qiao Xin'an lifted her eyes: "Why am I rude?"

Mu Zhengyan didn't answer the conversation, but moved her gaze to her fingers holding Malatang, and her fingertips were also filled with a layer of fragrant red oil.

Qiao Xin'an thought he wouldn't allow her to eat it anymore, so she quickly stuffed the last piece of spicy hot pot into her mouth and said, "I washed my hands, and eating is a very enjoyable thing, why can't I eat it happily?"

"Pollut my eyes."
Chapter completed!