She didn't tangle, so she sat down directly on Huo Chengzhou's side.

When the dishes were ready, everyone began to use chopsticks. Joan fell behind after drinking water. Huo Chengzhou had sandwiched some shrimp and salad in the plate at hand.

When the chopsticks left the plate, Huo Chengzhou paused: "sorry, I'm used to... Aunt Fang, change a plate for Miss Qiao."

"It's not necessary." Joan looked at him, his lips slightly hooked, and the pear vortex loomed on his lips: "I'm used to it, too."

Her eyes were bright on her beautiful little face, and the bottom of her eyes was full of small playfulness. A simple sentence despised some waves in Huo Chengzhou's heart.

He nodded: "OK, eat. It's all your favorite dishes."

At least, still friends.

It seems good to get along like this.

Several people sitting next to each other looked at each other, and there were some small gossip in their eyes.

The newly divorced couple eat at the same table. One habit is taken care of and the other habit is taken care of

Tut.

It's not dog food, it's better than dog food.

Even Qin Jingzhi, who had always been indifferent to everything, twisted his cup and drank tea to ease his mood.

Qin Yining worked hard from beginning to end, and Shen Anning liked it more and more: "Yining baby, you are too good, my aunt likes you too much."

Qin Yining looked up at her: "aunt, don't talk at dinner, otherwise my father will be angry."

Huo Feng, who was talking to Huo Chengzhou and Joan, shut his mouth for a moment, and there was such a panic in his expression.

Qin Jingzhi was a little embarrassed: "... Nothing. It's easy for children to be half hearted when eating. I just control him when eating at home... You don't mind talking while eating."

Everyone laughed. Shen Anning rubbed Qin Yining's cerebellar bag melon: "strange, have a meal."

Qin Yining also laughed for a while, bowed his head and continued to cook. In front of him was colorful egg fried rice. Listening to the good dishes of chef zhuxuan, Qin Yining especially liked to eat.

Seeing his delicious food, Shen Anning had to sigh that Qin Jing's education was good. For a time, his worship rose to a higher level. He was full of this elegant, calm and handsome man.

How can there be such a good person.

He is handsome, has strong business ability, has an organized life, and his every move is noble and elegant.

After a dinner, they went back to the living room for a chat. Qin Yining was sleepy, so Qin Jingzhi planned to leave.

Qiao'an and Shen Anning naturally got up. Qiao'an politely said, "let's go together. If you don't mind, please ask brother Jing to send us to the piano house."

She was afraid that if she didn't follow her, Qin Yining would stay.

Sure enough, even so, Qin Yining suddenly woke up: "Dad, I want to stay and sleep with father Huo and mother Qiao today. I want to listen to father Huo's bedtime story and kiss good night."

Joan hurriedly comforted him: "Yining, will mom Joe walk with you?"

Qin Yining waved to Huo Chengzhou: "together with father Huo."

Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned over: "Dad Huo, will you kiss you good night? Dad will read you the bedtime story, will you?"

Qin Yining thought for a moment and nodded, "all right."

He struggled from Joan's arms. Huo Chengzhou hugged him and kissed him on his forehead: "good night."

Qin Yining kissed Huo Chengzhou on the cheek: "good night, father Huo."

Finally he can leave. Qin Jingzhi comes to hold Qin Yining, but Qin Yining has to find Joan: "Joe's mother and Huo's father haven't kissed good night."

Joanne: "

It doesn't seem necessary.