Chapter 357

"Wait, wait, my father is still..."

Lin Yao's whole body has no strength. Even her words are soft and waxy. She clearly wants to refuse, but it sounds like a spoiled girl.

"Wife, I miss you very much."

Fang Xiaole hugged Lin Yao tightly and whispered in her ear.

In fact, since Lin Yao entered the door just now, his eyes never left the girl.

They haven't seen each other for 16 days!

When he got into the kitchen, he couldn't help seeing the sweat on Lin Yao's forehead, his reddish cheeks, and his eyes full of thoughts and joy.

His words also broke Lin Yao's fear of his father's discovery. She lost her strength to resist. She leaned gently against her boyfriend's arms and subconsciously wrapped her hands around his waist.

For a moment, there was no sound in the kitchen.

Lin Duan is sitting on the sofa in the living room. There is a corner with the kitchen. He can't see the situation in the kitchen directly.

But the voice of his daughter and the boy talking and busy suddenly disappeared. He felt a little strange, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Dong Dong Dong.

At this time, there was a knock outside the door, which attracted Lin duanzheng's attention and quickly separated the two people in the kitchen.

"Who, who?"

Lin Yao stroked her slightly messy hair, covered her red cheeks with both hands, tried to cool down, and shouted at the door.

"Sister Yao, it's me. Sister Yan asked me to send the clothes you wear at the fan meeting the day after tomorrow."

"Here we are."

Lin Yao hurried out of the kitchen and saw her father standing between the living room and the kitchen. She looked a little unnatural and quickly bowed her head and said:

"Dad, I'll open the door."

Lin Yao went to open the door. Fangfang stood at the door with a skirt wrapped in a garment bag and smiled:

"Sister Yao, the company bought it for you. Do you think it's beautiful?"

Lin Yao looked: "well, beautiful."

Fangfang looked at Lin Yao strangely: "sister Yao, why is your face so red?"

"Nothing, nothing. I just went to buy vegetables. It's a little hot."

Lin Yao answered quickly.

At this time, Lin duanzheng also came to the door. Fangfang was not surprised to know that Lin Yao's father would come today. The little girl smiled and waved to Lin duanzheng:

"Hello, uncle. I'm Fangfang, sister Yao's assistant. Do you remember the last time we met?"

"Remember, Hello, please. I specially sent clothes to Lin Yao."

Lin Duan remembered the round little girl and had a good impression of Fangfang. He greeted her with a rare smile.

"No trouble, this is my job. Uncle and sister Yao, I'll go first."

Fangfang smiled and waved her hand, ready to leave.

"Fangfang, stay and have dinner with us. I bought a lot of dishes."

Lin Yao suddenly said.

Fangfang turned her head and looked at Lin Yao unexpectedly. She blinked and looked at Lin duanzheng again.

In fact, she is greedy for sister Yao's craft, but she knows that sister Yao's father's temper is a little strange. She's afraid it will be awkward to stay.

"Yes, Xiao Liu, let's have dinner together. Lin Yao always bothers you."

Seeing that Lin Yao looked at himself, Lin duanzheng nodded.

Although he doesn't like to socialize with people, he doesn't know anything about the world. Obviously, this assistant is very close to his daughter. Naturally, he should stay for dinner.

And with such a little girl, the atmosphere will not be too embarrassing later.

"OK, thank you, uncle. You're welcome."

Fangfang couldn't help drooling when she thought of the delicious food cooked by sister Yao.

After entering the room, Fangfang found that Fang Xiaole was also there. She couldn't help turning around and looking at Lin Yao. An ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

Sister Yao kept me for dinner so warmly. Do you want me to

Thinking of that possibility, Fangfang immediately had the impulse to turn around and run away, but she had been on the "thief ship", and this idea can only be kept in her heart.

"Fangfang, you sat with my father for a while."

Lin Yao said to Fangfang and went back to the kitchen with Fang Xiaole.

As soon as she got in, Lin Yao said with a little anger: "my father almost saw it just now. Fortunately, Fangfang came, otherwise, I wouldn't have the face to see anyone..."

Seeing Lin Yao's shame, Fang Xiaole thought he was too impulsive just now. Now he felt guilty and said:

"Sorry, I miss you so much that I can't control it for the moment."

Lin Yao didn't really blame him, but she was too shy. She looked up and asked:

"Husband, do you blame me? Because it's inconvenient for you to let dad live here... That's it. "

At last, Lin Yao lowered her head again. It was like a mosquito.

"That?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing and deliberately teased her.

"I, I don't know. Cut the potatoes quickly."

Lin Yao's whole neck was red. She said, and then turned to continue cooking.

"Hehe, good." Seeing that she couldn't stand it, Fang Xiaole stopped joking and bowed his head to do business.

"That..."

Lin Yao turned to see that he didn't speak, thought he was angry, looked into the living room, gently touched his back and whispered:

"After dinner, let's go to the stairwell. I'll let Fangfang... Watch."

Fang Xiaole turned his head and looked at Lin Yao in surprise. This was the first time he heard such active words from Lin Yao's mouth.

"Wife, you..."

"I did something." Lin Yao dared not look into his eyes and turned quickly.

They stopped talking and did things silently, but looked at each other from time to time. Both eyes were full of tenderness and... Expectation.

An hour later, hot dishes were served on the table.

"Dad, it's dinner."

Lin duanzheng promised and went to the table. Lin Yao picked up a bowl: "I'll serve you rice."

"You sit down." Lin duanzheng suddenly stopped her.

Lin Yao looked back in doubt, but frightened by her father's dignity, she obediently came back and sat down.

Lin duanzheng picked up a bowl and went into the kitchen. He took out a bowl of rice and put it in front of Lin Yao. He said solemnly:

"Eat more and see how thin you are."

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment and looked down at the pile of rice in front of her. She looked up and smiled at her father:

"Thank you, Dad."

"Yes." Lin duanzheng coughed and picked up the bowl. Xiaole and Fangfang said:

"You eat, too."

"OK."

Thank you, uncle. "

Fang Xiaole and Fangfang promised, and the four moved their chopsticks.

At first, the atmosphere at the table was a little dull, but Fangfang began to shout as she ate:

"Wow, sister Yao, this boiled beef is really delicious!"

"Wow, this bullfrog with pickled pepper is so hot, but it's good to eat!"

"My God, and sweet and sour ribs. Uncle Lin, try it. This is sister Yao's best dish."

With Fangfang's voice, the atmosphere on the table began to become active. Lin Duan was eating his daughter's own meal, and he couldn't help smiling on his face.

He looked at Fang Xiaole next to him. The imbalance in his heart finally disappeared.

Look, my daughter not only cooks for you, but also cooks for me!