"Because your father doesn't want eggs."
Gu Qingli glanced at Xi Moxiao and understated it to Youyou.
She did not realize how childish she was by withholding an omelet from Xi Moxiao today.
She did not figure out what had happened last night. She was still full of anger in her heart. Although she did not dare to lose her temper with Xi Moxiao, she did not want to say anything to him.
Was she such a woman who wanted to climb into his bed in his thought?
Xi Moxiao coughed and put the cup aside.
"Is that right, Dad? Why didn't I ever know?"
In his daughter's innocent eyes, Xi Moxiao nodded with constraints and added eggs to his blacklist.
"It turned out to be like this. I didn't expect Dad to be picky when you are so old. But it doesn't matter. All the eggs that Dad doesn't like can be given to Youyou. And I can share it with Qiuqiu."
Xi Moxiao was silent for a moment and said faintly. "OK."
Breakfast was concluded in a strange atmosphere.