Fang Sitong raised his small face, and his face was excited: "I also go to help."
"Good." Ji Shaoheng fondly shaved her nose and took her into the kitchen.
Walking to the door, Ji Shaoheng saw Fang Yaqing tiptoe on the top of the cupboard to pick up things. As soon as she entered the living room, she changed her slippers, so it was not long enough.
He stepped forward with long legs and took down what she had just touched: "is that it?"
The breath of male hormone shrouds from behind, Fang Yaqing shudders for a moment, turns to look at the man behind him.
Seeing his dark eyes looking at him, she nodded and took the things in his hands.
Fang Sitong pulled her clothes: "Mommy, dad and I will help you."
Fang Yaqing chuckled: "you don't know."
Fang Sitong cheerful like a small sparrow: "I can watch you and dad do ah."
Fang Yaqing low smile: "Dad will not, you and dad to play in the living room."
"I can learn." Ji Shaoheng stopped for a moment and then said, "you teach me, I can do it for her when she's birthday next year."
When it comes to her daughter's birthday next year, the smile on Fang Yaqing's face gradually fades down. Can she still accompany her birthday next year?
When she was doing it, Ji Shaoheng was learning very seriously. She would ask her if she didn't understand. She told him.
And Fang Sitong looks at them from the side, the black water spirit's eyes open big, very curious appearance.
In Fang Yaqing's memory, it was the first time that she and Ji Shaoheng got along so friendly, without ridicule, humiliation and torture.
Put the cake into the electric oven, she set the time, and then washed her hands: "it will be ready in a moment."
Ji Shaoheng looked at the rotation of the oven, some unexpected way: "you can now pour a lot of things."
Fang Yaqing used to be a good cook.
Fang Yaqing light smile: "as long as the heart to learn, what can learn."
In those years in Paris, Fang Sitong made birthday cake for her every time.
Because her daughter had no father, she wanted to give her everything she could.
It was at that time that she learned to make cakes.
Although it can't compare with the delicacy and beauty of the store, it's not bad.
Ji Shaoheng inadvertently glimpsed Fang Yaqing's right cheek with powder, reminding her: "you have something on your face."
As soon as he reminded him, Fang Sitong saw it and chuckled: "Mommy, you are a big cat."
Fang Yaqing raised her arm and wiped it. She asked Ji Shaoheng, "is there anything else?"
Xu is Fang Sitong's happiness infects Ji Shaoheng. He also has a smile on his face. Seeing that Fang Yaqing has not touched it, he reaches out to wipe it for her.
As soon as his hand touched her face, Fang Yaqing shuddered, as if a current had struck it.
Subconsciously, she would open his hand, curl up her fingertips slightly, and finally clench it to her side.
Feeling the delicate skin under the finger abdomen, Ji Shaoheng was stunned, and his inexplicable emotion flashed by.
He will be awakened by a quick thumb rub and then retract.
He rubbed his index finger with his thumb, and the temperature of his fingertips seemed to remind him of what he had just done.
Fang Yaqing calmed down and said calmly, "go to the living room and wait for a while."
Ji Shaoheng nodded and led Fang Sitong out of the kitchen.
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