The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

"Look, Xiyun, Xiaomumu smiled at me!"

"Er - okay, I'm smiling at you."

In the taxi, Cui Minhao kept staring at the sleeping little guy in his arms, and suddenly noticed that the corners of his little mouth were raised, so he was self righteous, thinking that he was smiling at himself.

Han Xiyun still didn't believe it, she turned her head and didn't know what to answer him, she was just smiling in a dream, how could she smile at him?
"Hey, Xiao Mumu likes Dad, right?"

Asked by him, the sleeping little guy suddenly waved his hands and kicked his feet, and woke up!
He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the person who was hugging him, but his mouth was still aggrieved, and then he started to cry loudly.

"Cui Minhao! Did you see that, he doesn't like you, and even made him cry, it's really—"

Han Xiyun was disgusted for a while, and immediately hugged the little guy back: "Oh—Xiao Mumu is good, mother hugs, don't be afraid, don't cry..."

The strange thing is, the little guy became quiet as soon as he returned to her arms, and after looking at her for a while, he raised the corners of his mouth again!
"Hey - look, this is true love, do you understand?"

Seeing that the little guy liked her, she was also full of relief, and couldn't help laughing along with her, while Cui Minhao at the side was full of aggrieved faces.

"Obviously he liked my hug the most before, why doesn't he like it now? Impossible!" Although he didn't believe it, he couldn't refute such an obvious fact.

Looking at the little guy's smile at his own mother, Cui Minhao expressed his jealousy, curled his lips and turned his head aside, looking at the scenery outside the car window and stopped talking.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Han Xiyun laughed loudly, "Hey, what are you doing? What are you looking at?"

"no!"

"Really? Are you sure you're not secretly sad?"

"I'm not sad! There's nothing to be sad about. It's normal for my son to like his mother!"

Although he said so, his tone and actions had already betrayed him, which forced Han Xiyun to suppress a smile, "Brother Hao, why do I smell a strong jealousy?"

"What jealousy, nothing!"

"Hahaha……"

Being ruthlessly ridiculed by Han Xiyun, he rubbed his hands on his knee pants, staring helplessly out of the car window, not knowing what he was looking at.

They had just agreed on the street that they were going to go shopping, but at this moment, they had already taken a taxi to a residential area.

After all, Eunuch Cui still can't beat the empress!
Soon, the taxi stopped at the gate of the community, and he hurriedly got out of the car and ran to help Han Xiyun open the door. He put one hand on top of Han Xiyun's head in a gentlemanly way, and supported her slightly with the other.

"I'll take the bag, please slow down, or I'll hold Xiaobao?"

"No, can I, as a mother, still hug you worse than you?"

When Han Xiyun got out of the car, she just walked away, not wanting to stay for a moment, maybe because she was frightened on the street just now, she just wanted to go home immediately and sit comfortably.

"Hey, help me squeeze a glass of juice later, I'm thirsty."

She didn't know if he was following or not, so she confessed directly. After a while, no one responded to her, and turned around to find that he was still chasing after her with a bag in his hand.

"Xiyun wait for me—walking so fast—oh—I knew you wouldn't go shopping and I would still bring so many things—I'm exhausted!"

"Pfft ha ha ha... Are you still tired of taking such a little thing? You are not afraid of laughing your teeth out! Are you still a man?"

Cui Minhao took a rest while panting, and suddenly approached step by step with a smirk: "Hey hey, is it a man—how about we try?"

Han Xiyun was dumbfounded by the question, and her eyes widened all of a sudden: "What are you talking about! Shameless! Obscene! Hmph!"

This provocation directly kicked her, causing Cui Minhao to jump up and down in pain, "Hiss—Xi Yun—wait for me, Xi Yun—I was wrong, I shouldn't be talking nonsense, Xi Yun -"

Seeing Han Xiyun walking into the building quickly, he couldn't care less about the pain of his feet being stepped on by high heels, so he hurriedly chased after him with two bags in his arms: "Xiyun——"

In less than half a minute, the elevator reached the eighteenth floor, and the door opened with a "ding".

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw two doors on the left and right. Han Xiyun hugged the little guy with one hand, and pressed the password of the door on the right with the other hand: "1314, that's it, go home!"

After opening the door and entering, Cui Minhao followed in, "Empress, slow down, let the servants come and change your shoes for you, please sit down."

He was panting heavily while talking, looking at the sweaty head, Han Xiyun still felt a little distressed: "Isn't it, you are so tired after just walking these few steps?"

"No—no, you took the elevator, I ran up the stairs."

"Running the stairs?"

Han Xiyun opened her mouth wide in shock: "Oh my god, brother! You are a real man! I won't question you anymore, you should wait for the elevator for a while in the future."

"It's okay, man, it's okay."

Cui Minhao was proud now, with a smile on his face, he immediately put away his bag and squatted down, opened the shoe cabinet and took out slippers to put back on for Han Xiyun, "My service is considered considerate, hehe, this is a bonus item! "

After changing her shoes, Han Xiyun immediately got up and walked to the living room, "What points do you want to add? You have always been full marks with me, what more points do you want to add?"

"Full marks! You didn't lie to me, did you? Then why haven't you agreed to be my girlfriend?"

Cui Minhao chased after him, walking backwards, looking into Han Xiyun's eyes while walking, his face full of grievance and anger.

Seeing him like this, Han Xiyun suddenly stopped in her tracks, shook her head at him and sighed: "Oh! I'm afraid this kid is stupid! I'm talking about full marks for being friends with you. Let me emphasize again, we can't do it!"

"Impossible what?"

Cui Minhao frowned, and looked at her very seriously, he really wanted to turn the dead into a living!

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Han Xiyun had no choice but to turn around and shout: "Then I'll go!"

Hearing these three words, Cui Minhao no longer frowned, and directly pulled her clothes with wide eyes: "No! You can't go! Xi Yun——I was wrong about Xi Yun."

"Hehe! You say this every time, so what's wrong with you? I tell you that we can't be together again. You should give up early. Isn't it good to be friends?"

"not good."

He responded subconsciously, and the woman in front of him was about to walk away again, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Okay, okay, let's be friends, don't leave!"

Han Xiyun secretly smiled: Idiot!I have rejected so many suitors, why can't I reject you alone?

Ah!Also, blame me, blame me for caring too much about you, not wanting to hurt you, that's why you get hurt more like now, I'm sorry Minhao.

"What are you thinking about? Let me tell you, don't feel sorry for me. As long as you and the baby are by my side, it's the best for me."

Hearing his words, Han Xiyun's heart skipped a beat: How do you know what I'm thinking?
"Cough cough cough..."

She deliberately coughed, and Cui Minhao immediately turned around and rushed into the living room in fright, "I almost forgot, the empress said that she wanted to drink juice when she was thirsty, right, I'm going to help you squeeze the juice."

Han Xiyun raised her eyelids, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: He's doing really well, if the child is really his—

"No! What am I thinking about—"

Looking down at the little guy sleeping peacefully in her arms, she took a deep breath before turning back to the living room, raised the little guy up and kissed it twice, and whispered:
"Our little Mumu is quite similar to Dad, but don't be like him in personality, you should be better than him in life and work, you know?"

As if he understood, the little guy stuck out his little tongue and licked his mouth. His chubby face rubbed against his collar, as if he was very unhappy.

"What's the matter? Did mom say something wrong? Your father is just not good, and even married someone else and came to provoke mom. Mom can't say a few words about him..."

The house with four bedrooms and one living room is considered big. She was sitting and resting in the living room with the baby in her arms, and Cui Minhao was busy squeezing juice in the kitchen. She dared to mutter like this when there was a little noise.

It would hurt him to hear that.

On this floor, there is only their house and the one on the opposite side. The one on the opposite side has not seen anyone coming in and out so far, so it should be empty.

If her own father hadn't strongly urged them to live together, she would definitely have moved out, at least moving to the opposite side would be better than the current cohabitation life.

"Xiao Mumu, listen, uncle is helping our mother and son squeeze juice now. Uncle is so kind to us. When you grow up, you must remember uncle's kindness..."

Regardless of whether the people in the kitchen heard or not, what should be praised should be praised, lest that person will say that he is not good to him again.

After she had finished speaking, she got up and bent over, carefully placed the little guy on the side bed, and covered it with a thin blanket.

"Oops—my arm—my waist—"

She put down the little guy as if she was liberated, stretched her arms and twisted her waist, "Oh - it's much more comfortable!"

At this time, Cui Minhao came out with a glass of fresh juice, the color was a little green, and he didn't know what it was squeezed from.

"Come here, here comes the freshly squeezed juice, drink it quickly!"

He handed out the juice carefully, his eyes full of anticipation.

After Han Xiyun took the juice and took a sip, he asked excitedly, "How is it? How does it taste?"

"Hmm - what did you put in here?"

"Didn't you taste it? Hey, I put some grapes, papaya and apples, all of which are healthy and nutritious."

"Tsk tsk tsk, dark cuisine! Fortunately, the taste is not bad."

Han Xiyun dismissed it first, then drank it all in one gulp with certainty.

Seeing her enjoying the drink so much, Cui Minhao was relieved, "Hehehe, as long as it tastes good, do you want some more?"

Looking at the empty glass in her hand, Han Xiyun hesitated, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, have another glass, it's full!"

"Okay! It's full, can I get you another sandwich? I'll make it right away."

"Can you still make sandwiches?"

……

This is the case with cooking with your own hands. It is delicious and appreciated by those who eat it, and the person who cooks is satisfied.