Hearing his daughter's voice, sun Zhenzhen, who was cooking, turned around and was startled by the father and daughter who were hiding at the door.
"You Why? " Sun Zhenzhen asked, humbly, that the spatula in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"It's OK, Ma Ma Ma. Let's see what you've made to eat." The little girl looked at her with a smile, like a flower.
Sun Zhenzhen smiled at his daughter and said, "I'll be right away."
I don't even have a look at a man. I totally ignore him.
Yang Yilin didn't like it. Seeing that she didn't speak, he stood still with his daughter in his arms.
"It's so smoky that you can't take your daughter to the living room for a while?" Sun Zhenzhen gave him a cold look and complained.
Yang Yilin frowned at her, "who am I? Strangers? "
Sun Zhenzhen glared at him. He was very impatient, but he still didn't want to get angry in front of his daughter, gnashing his teeth and squeezing out a few words, "Yang Yilin, would you like to take your daughter to play in the living room?"
Hearing sun Zhenzhen calling his name, I felt more comfortable and walked towards the living room leisurely with my daughter in my arms.
Although it's Yang Yilin's three words, Yang Yilin is also satisfied. At least he is willing to take care of him, isn't he?
Although he was playing with his daughter, he didn't know where he was. He looked at the kitchen with restless eyes, looking at the busy figure of the little woman, and his heart was full of happiness.
When I was young, I wanted women to be more like clothes. Now, after years of baptism, I expect such a plain and happy life.
Sun Zhenzhen comes out of the kitchen with the fried hot dishes. He accidentally looks up and sees the man who is looking at her. They look at each other, and the bottom of their eyes rolls with indescribable emotions
Sun Zhenzhen's frightened eyes immediately dodged and hurried to the restaurant with the food.
And Yang Yilin, who is sitting in the living room playing games with his daughter, immediately stops and pretends that nothing has happened.
"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready!" He shouted to the father and son who were playing in the living room. Sun Zhenzhen continued to work in the kitchen.
The first time I could taste sun Zhenzhen's skill, Yang Yilin picked up her daughter and ran to the restaurant. She couldn't even wash her hands. She grabbed a piece of stir fried broccoli and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Oh ~" the broccoli was so hot that he reached out and blinked a few times, almost burning his tongue.
Small Molly looked at daddy's greedy manner, giggled and complained to him: "numb, daddy eats rice without washing his hands, dirty."
Sun Zhenzhen happened to come out of the kitchen and saw Yang Yilin in such a mess. He was really angry and funny. He frowned and complained, "can you wash your hands and set a good example for your daughter?"
Yang Yilin smiled and picked up his daughter and hurried to the bathroom.
"Daddy, are you a greedy cat?" The little girl stretched out her little meat hand and put it under the tap, and asked with a smile.
In her opinion, only a little greedy cat will steal.
Before she ate, Ma Ma would call her greedy cat, so now this title is suitable for daddy.
Yang Yilin gently washes her daughter's hands, looks at her lovely little appearance in the mirror, and raises the corner of her mouth unconsciously. Wen Yan coaxes her, "Daddy is a greedy cat. What are you?"
The little girl thought for two seconds with her delicate brow on her head Little greedy cat. "