Mo Feilin stepped on the accelerator fiercely, which was very close to the end of he Zhizhou at the beginning. With two thin eyebrows slightly frowning, his anger was difficult to calm, which was enough to make most men retreat.

But will Zuo Xicheng be one of the majority?

At the last crossing home, I saw Shen Yu driving to the south of the city with Sang Yun from a distance. They looked like people had no communication and didn't know what to do.

Take us home, mofelin left, let her go in and have a look, a few little guys shouldn't, just say they're tired.

I'm afraid only he knows whether he is tired or something in his heart. With her character, if she doesn't want to say, it's futile to ask too much.

Before entering the door, I heard the voice of an Xin's command and Gu Nanxun.

"It's not like this, brother. If you want to, stick it here!"

"Ah Xun, do you think I'm right?"

As soon as I heard such a dynamic voice, I was in a good mood. No, I walked in and joked, "what are you doing? Hasn't an Xin done well yet?"

"Mom, sister!"

Hearing the sound, an Xin left the things in her hand and ran over, ran into my arms and let me pick them up.

"Good." smiled and scraped at the tip of her nose and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Make lanterns!" Anxin proudly raised the volume, "Anxin does the best and fastest!"

"Yes ~ Anxin is so powerful ~ mom, look."

Then he went to the living room. Only then did he find that the sofa and tea table were all scattered parts, and only one was beginning to take shape, barely able to see the appearance of the walking lantern.

"Is it this?" I try my best to be surprised. I take the lantern in my hand and look carefully, so that an Xin has a more sense of achievement.

"Yes, yes! I did it. No one helped. Mom, praise me!"

"Ha ha... Anxin is great! She's better than her mother! There's so much left. Mom will do it with you later. Will you teach her?"

"Good!"

He rubbed the child's head with a smile. Then he remembered that he didn't see Fu Shenyan's figure. He put down an Xin and swept around the house, "where's your father?"

"Cooking." Anxin has returned to her great handicraft industry and said to herself, "Dad said, whoever makes the best will be rewarded with a small cake!"

Hearing the speech, he couldn't help laughing. This little guy is more energetic than anyone when he meets sweets.

Looking at Zhian and Gu Nanxun, they are completely like "focusing on participation". They fight leisurely and don't care about winning or losing. It's a foregone conclusion who will spend the cake in the end.

I turned to look at the kitchen. The light was on inside. I could vaguely hear some subtle movements. I was afraid of the smell of oil smoke, so the door was closed all the time. Therefore, I didn't find it at the moment I just shook.

Put down the bag and went to the kitchen.

Gently push open the door, slow down as much as possible, and observe the movement inside from the crack of the door. As the gap becomes larger, Fu Shenyan's figure finally appears in the line of sight.

He stood beside the cooking table, making vegetable salad, cutting vegetables, loading dishes, stirring, and doing it at one go.

The soup pot behind him was gurgling and steaming, which made the whole kitchen foggy, but there was a smell of fireworks.

In particular, Fu Shenyan's apron painted with Disney cartoon patterns has strange rough lines.

"Rush -" couldn't help laughing.

When Fu Shenyan heard the laughter, he raised his eyes and looked at me. When he found that I was peeking, he put down the bowl, kept stirring with chopsticks, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at me slightly with his mouth tilted, "what are you laughing at?"

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