Chapter 341: Could it be that he was also about to fall in love?

Holding two milk babies in his arms, Old Mo's heart, which insisted on being single, was crumbling without him knowing it.

Some regular customers saw Old Mo's priceless smile and couldn't help but tease:

"Old Mo, if you like children, why don't you find a woman and have your own baby?"

Facing the teasing, Old Mo stammered, but still bit the bullet and responded:

"I, I don't want to get married. I have two apprentices to provide for my old age, that's enough."

"Yes, yes, yes, but having apprentices to provide for your old age is different from having children to provide for your old age.

Your two apprentices are both grown up; you haven't experienced the pain and sweetness of raising children. Life is not complete enough."

"That's right, little babies are so interesting."

Several regular customers said while giggling and teasing the two little ones.

Not to mention, the two babies in Old Mo's arms were really likable. If they didn't look like Old Mo at all, they would have suspected if Old Mo had secretly had children.

Look, how Old Mo treasured these two little ones.

"Godfather, drink sweet-sweet."

Xiao Nuomi was already used to being watched wherever she went, so she was extremely calm.

Mom and Dad were gone, she wasn't afraid; she had Godfather.

"Eh, got it, Godfather will mash some watermelon juice for you right now."

Old Mo saw the little one in his arms pouting, pointing her finger at the watermelon in the corner, and immediately beamed with joy.

Although this little thing was young, her mouth was really picky; she didn't drink plain water, she wanted watermelon juice.

Quite spoiled.

Thinking of his brother's dead-set attitude, doting on his wife without limit, he must definitely hold the children in his palms, afraid they would melt if he held them in his mouth.

It was normal for the little one to be picky.

Xiao Mantou didn't say he wanted to drink watermelon juice, but his eyes were also fixed on his godfather, his eyes revealing two words: longing.

How could Old Mo withstand this?

Both little ones were so cute, making his heart feel soft.

At this moment, let alone watermelon juice, even if he were asked to get a cow and squeeze fresh milk for the two children, he would do it.

Just as Old Mo was spinning around the two little ones, outside the State-run Restaurant, Pan Zhi Lan, who had disappeared for more than a month—oh no, was temporarily dispatched on a business trip for a month—returned.

As soon as she returned, she headed straight for the State-run Restaurant.

Hmm, she had dressed up specifically to let Brother Mo see her good side.

As a result, as soon as she entered, she saw the usually stern Brother Mo beaming with a smile like a benevolent father, spinning around two milk babies.

Her heart immediately shattered into pieces, like a basin of cold water poured into her heart, feeling icy cold.

She moved her lips, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat, unable to come out; her heart felt very blocked.

What was going on?

She had only been gone for a month, so how did Brother Mo even have children?

No, looking closely, these two children were about one or two years old, looking clever and cute, with snow-white skin—how did they look like Brother Mo...

Pan Zhi Lan walked closer, gathered her courage, and tentatively asked:

"Brother, Brother Mo, who are they?"

"My brother's children, what's wrong?"

Men were relatively thick-skinned in some aspects, completely unaware that the woman had almost misunderstood something.

Like Old Mo, now suddenly seeing the person who had disappeared for more than a month, ripples stirred in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

Of course, he couldn't show it even if he wanted to, because his skin was dark.

"Oh, they are your brother's children, they are both so cute."

Pan Zhi Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it was good they weren't Brother Mo's. She wasn't mentally prepared to be a stepmother yet.

Although she liked Brother Mo, being a stepmother was really a bit over the top.

Xiao Mantou and Xiao Nuomi looked in unison at the strange aunt talking to their godfather, and then simultaneously revealed their little millet teeth—

"Hug."

This was the first time the dragon-phoenix twins had actively invited an outsider to hug them; there had never been a precedent.

Pan Zhi Lan was a bit flattered, then asked the man:

"Brother Mo, can I hug them?"

"Yes, but be gentle, don't drop them."

Old Mo nodded and turned to break the watermelon.

The watermelon in the kitchen had been used to smash garlic; using that kind of knife to cut watermelon would leave a spicy garlic smell on the watermelon skin, which wasn't good.

He picked a melon that sounded crisp when tapped, then used a hand knife to split the middle part of the melon. The watermelon split in half, revealing the bright red melon flesh inside.

Then he went into the kitchen, found a clean cup and a spoon from the basin, dug a piece of melon flesh into the cup, and pressed it hard. The bright red and sweet watermelon juice came out.

He repeated this twice, and only stopped after getting two half-cups of watermelon juice.

"Can you help me feed the little ones?"

Old Mo was a bit embarrassed. Before, he had said he hoped the other party wouldn't come to find him again, but now he was asking for her help.

His mood was very contradictory, and there was an indescribable irritability in his heart.

For more than a month, he had wanted to see her, but didn't want her to appear in the restaurant.

Sometimes his apprentices would tease him and encourage him, saying if he liked her, then just go for it; anyway, they didn't mind having an extra mistress.

Old Mo tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, and as a result, she really didn't come to find him for more than a month, which made him feel a sense of loss.

To tell the truth, when he saw her walk in just now, his heart leaped with joy.

Pressing his thumping heart, he felt annoyed and wanted to slap himself.

Could it be that he was also about to fall in love?

Like that bastard Zhou Yan, would he lose himself?

"Okay."

Pan Zhi Lan smiled; she felt that Brother Mo's look at her this time and his attitude toward her were different.

Specifically how it was different, she couldn't say.

It was just a vague feeling that the distance between the two was closing, and the ice that had once stood between them was quietly melting...

Could it be that something she didn't know had happened during this period, leading to Brother Mo's softening attitude toward her?

Perhaps she should thank the two little cute babies who were staring straight at her; it was they who gave her a chance to get close to Brother Mo and close the distance between them.

"Hello, I am your Auntie Pan..."

"Ah~"

"Slowly take a sip, is it sweet?"

"Sweet."

Xiao Nuomi, who was being fed, tasted the sweet water she liked and opened her mouth very happily, wanting more, she wanted more!

Old Mo listened to the woman's gentle voice coaxing the children beside him, his heart trembling, as if something was taking root and sprouting in his heart...

He seemed to be looking forward to it—if they became husband and wife and gave birth to their children, would the children be as cute as his brother and sister-in-law's children?

Jiang Ye: Who said they wanted to be single forever?

Old Mo: Woof woof. ===== CHAPTER 342 =====