Chapter 1287

In private, Qin Xin is wearing a very ordinary, simple knitted dress, with her hair tied at the back and a scarf on her body. I don't know if she is going to dress up more mature and dress up Fang Qingguo.

Looking at their affectionate appearance, Fang an Tong held the suitcase and coughed hard, "if you want to be bored, can you go upstairs? Can you eat the cooked food? "

How long has she been standing here?

Both of them were startled by her voice. Fang Qingguo looked at her and said, "what are you arguing about? Don't make a sound when you come back. Don't eat if you don't want to! It's not for you! "

"Lao Fang..." Qin Xin pulled his sleeve and gently looked at Fang Antong, "don't be angry with him. Wash your hands and have dinner. Today's dishes are all made by your father. He went to buy them himself when you came back."

Fang an Tong turned his lips and muttered to himself, "who is rare..."

After washing his hands, he opened the chair and sat down. Fang an Tong watched them bring home-made dishes to the table. His eyes were sour. He looked at Fang Qingguo's bent back and pursed his lips. "Are you doing all these?"

Fang Qingguo untied his apron and sat down. Looking at her, it was unnatural. "I didn't do it. Did you do it?"

Fang an Tong rolled his eyes and took a bite of chopsticks. It was a familiar taste. He hadn't eaten it for a long time.

Because Li Lanxin is a full-fledged business woman. She seldom sits down at home to have a good meal with them, which makes her home tasteless. Therefore, Fang Antong does not want to come back at all.

Qin Xin brought the last dish to the table with a smile and sat opposite Fang an Tong. He said with a smile, "your father heard that you are going to come back to live. He asked the servant to clean your room and bought two clothes for you. He bought these dishes in person, and even his aunt went home to rest."

Fang an Tong looks at Fang Qingguo's slightly embarrassed face. He doesn't know whether what Qin Xin said is true or false. How could he be happy that she came back to live

"Well, I think it's made for you. It's a trick." Fang Antong's mouth is always unable to pass on what she wants to say. Sometimes she wants to say something nice, but what she blurts out is especially hurtful.

Fang Qingguo looked at her this way a little chilly, frowned and waved, "hurry to eat, don't say so much."

Qin Xin moved his mouth and watched the atmosphere between them solidify again. He didn't know how to ease it.

They were eating in silence. Fang an Tong glanced at Fang Qingguo's face, coughed and looked at Qin Xin, "can't you cook?"

Qin Xin Leng Leng, on the top of an Tong's eyes some guilty, looked at Fang Qingguo's face, awkwardly pulled lip, "amount, is not big, but I will learn."

"Oh, my mother used to say that she learned to cook, but she didn't learn it once. She would rather go out to work than stay at home. Every time my father comes back from work to work." Fang an Tong's speech is prickly, with some targeting, "I don't want him to find another one, and I can't give him absolute care, so I hope you can do what you say."

I don't know how old he is. It's time to have a rest, but I'm not tired of bringing back such a young woman.

"I ate and went to bed." The atmosphere was so awkward that Fang Antong went upstairs with the box.

Her room is pink, the veil hanging from the bed is full of Princess hearts, and the pink peach heart pillow on the ground is also bought by her father.