Everyone had a full breakfast.
They leaned back in their chairs, and the fragrance of the fried dumplings seemed to still linger in their mouths. the little ones could not help but close their eyes in intoxication.
"Alright, go back to your room. i'll apply the medicine for you." After washing his hands, Mo Chu quickly urged the children to go back to their rooms.
As for the plates and bowls that they had just finished, she left them to Ning Yiyuan.
They had always had a clear division of labor. If Mo Chu cooked, Ning Yiyuan would be in charge of cleaning. Of course, if Little Chu was in trouble, Ning Yiyuan would take the initiative to take care of both things. He did not want Little Chu to be even a little tired.
However, every time this happened, the children's appetites would drop a lot. After all, he was used to the cooking of a chef like Mo Chu. To suddenly eat cooking from Daddy, they felt that the difference was a little big!
