Put fan Xisong in her pocket and pat her head twice.

Smile gently and dote on, "go back, have a rest earlier."

"Senior, so do you."

Fanxi held the night, she slowly retreated, "then, I'll go back."

Mengmeng nods with a smile.

Fanxi gnawed her lips, twisted her head uneasily, and took a look at the villa. Then she ran up to her.

Unexpectedly, Mengmeng stood on tiptoe, kissed him on his thin lips, and blurted out a shy good night.

Soft touch still exists

Mengmeng raises her hand, rubs her thin lips, looks at the back like a rabbit running away, shakes her head and laughs.

Fanxi ran into the room, and the living room was illuminated.

She changed her shoes. "Dad, haven't you had a rest yet?"

Fan Fu put down the document and looked up at her. Fan Xi's face was red, with a blush of shyness, like the best rouge, which was dyed on his cheek.

"Where did you go? Why did you come back so late?"

Fan Xi bowed his head and put on the indoor soft mop. "My friend and I went to have hot pot, and then took a walk."

"Which friend?"

"Yufei......"

Afraid that he would continue to ask, fanxi put the night in his arms in front of Fanfu: "Dad, I bought the night, it's still hot, you can eat it."

"Well, I'm not hungry."

Fan Fu looked at his daughter's face as if she was in a hurry to change the topic. He shook his head, packed the papers on the tea table, and got up, "it's not early, take a rest early, and have class tomorrow."

"I see, Dad! Good night, Dad! "

Seeing fan's father go upstairs, fan Xi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

What she didn't know was that the surveillance outside the door had recorded her departure from Mengmeng.

Fan Fu saw it all, but didn't say it clearly.

…………

The next day.

Mengmeng got up earlier than before. He washed, dressed and quickly went downstairs.

Young master Chu led the bun and Chu Wenhuo to enter the restaurant, and saw him hurriedly downstairs.

"Brother, bun, Wenhuo, good morning."

Xiaobaozi and chuwenhuo said cleverly, "uncle is early."

Young master Chu looked at Mengmeng and was about to go out. He didn't mean to eat breakfast. He stopped him in time. "Mengmeng, where are you going without breakfast?"

"I'll pick up fanxi and have breakfast with her later."

Mengmeng said, and kept raising her hand to look at the wristwatch. "Brother, I won't tell you more. I'm too late."

Looking at the Mengmeng who rushed out like a gust of wind, Master Chu shook his head helplessly.

On the dining table, Chu Wenhuo took milk, drank a few mouthfuls, and still hung milk bubbles around his mouth. He asked Master Chu, "uncle, can I take biscuits to school?"

"Well?" Young master Chu cut the bacon of the bun, picked up the plate in front of Chu Wenhuo and cut his bacon.

"I want to take more biscuits to school." Chu said.

"Why? Don't you usually take enough to eat? "

Chu Wenhuo put down the milk and said seriously, "Xuanxuan has brought me a lot of biscuits, so I wonder if I can also bring some biscuits to Xuanxuan."

Xuanxuan

The knife and fork in Master Chu's hand stopped. He raised his eyes and looked at Chu Wenhuo. "Does Xuanxuan often bring you food?"

Chu Wenhuo nodded seriously, "Xuanxuan will share with me."

Put the plate in front of him, Master Chu put down his knife and fork, took his coffee and took a sip.