Chapter 1666

Song Mengyang is really good at cooking. Although he is not very good at cooking, he is good at it.

This has changed Yang Xiaotian's impression of her. After all, I have experienced rosantha's experience, and when I get to the kitchen, I am a destroyer. Although Yi Jiaxin is nearby, after all, Yi Jiaxin's hometown is from Jiang Province, not from Yun province.

Like Luo Shanshan, song Mengyang, who is also a girl from Yunnan Province, is more vivid as a reference to Luo Shanshan.

"Do you really know how to cook?" Yang Xiaotian can't help but ask.

After all, in his opinion, a girl who doesn't pay attention to her private life must be a lazy, pure youth eater. This kind of person, how to look, is not like the kind of talent who can be as good as the kitchen.

But song Mengyang proved with facts that Yang Xiaotian's view on her was completely wrong.

"Of course, my family was poor, and then my parents were all... I was the only one left at home. If you don't cook by yourself, you will starve to death sooner or later. " Song Mengyang's words are half true and half false.

In the beginning, if she didn't cook by herself, she might have starved to death. But then, as she gradually abandoned herself, she contacted more and more men, and she could receive more and more money. And starvation could not have happened to her.

But now to Yang Xiaotian, it's just the same as before. I just want to cheat Yang Xiaotian's sympathy.

But this time, song Mengyang learned to be good. Instead of looking up, she kept her head down, as if she was very sad. In this way, Yang Xiaotian can't see her face, so naturally, she can't judge whether she is acting through micro expression.

Her face, on the other hand, was covered with liquid.

Song Mengyang's hand is still holding vegetables, so naturally there is no way to play tricks. Of course, if she wants to play tricks in front of Yang Xiaotian, it must be that she really wants to have nothing to do with Yang Xiaotian before she dares to do so. Otherwise, it is the key to do something honestly.

"Well, don't cry. It won't happen in the future." Yang Xiaotian can't see whether song Mengyang is acting, but she looks down at her head, shoulders shaking, and the tears on her face must not be pretended.

Yang Xiaotian is not a politician after all. He can't be hard hearted. Especially when it comes to people who are not enemies, he really has no way to completely harden his heart.

I don't know what I think. Anyway, when he realized something was wrong, this comforting word had already been said.

"Brother Xiaotian, it's very kind of you." After hearing Yang Xiaotian's words, song Mengyang, who was still choking, suddenly burst into tears. Then he jumped into Yang Xiaotian's arms and began to cry.

At the beginning, she was a little pretentious. But later, after feeling Yang Xiaotian's solid embrace, song Mengyang recalled his life in recent years, crying under the men. No matter the other side is always less, handsome or ugly, fat or thin

As long as they can give her money and give her a better place, she can sleep with them. Can cooperate with them, in bed desperately performance. Even if in fact, she doesn't feel much at all, but with more times, she can even confuse the real with the fake.

And Yang Xiaotian's understanding of song Mengyang will not be thorough enough. Otherwise, he would not be softened by song Mengyang's tears.

But after all, he is not a qualified politician. When song Mengyang fell into his arms, Yang xiaotianxia realized that he wanted to push song Mengyang out of his arms.

But after all, when I heard song Mengyang's cry, I was about to catch song Mengyang's shoulder, but I finally put it down.

He didn't push away song Mengyang, but he didn't hold him.

After waiting for a few minutes, song Mengyang really cried out his feelings. He cried out all the things he had experienced in recent years, especially the resentment of his scum first love boyfriend, and the resentment that Hu Mo Wen cheated his feelings and made his body become something that can be exchanged for the first time.

Yang Xiaotian can tell the true cry from the artificial cry.

At the beginning, Yang Xiaotian could be indifferent. But when song Mengyang's cry has revealed all his feelings, Yang Xiaotian's hand shakes a few times, and finally chooses to hold song Mengyang's back.

Gently patted a few times, Yang Xiaotian then began to comfort.

"Well, don't cry. My clothes are very expensive. If your nose sticks to them, you'll have to compensate me then. "

After hearing Yang Xiaotian say this, song Mengyang immediately raised his head from Yang Xiaotian's arms. After seeing the expression on Yang Xiaotian's face, she naturally knew that Yang Xiaotian's words just now were actually teasing her.

Jiaochen gives Yang Xiaotian a white eye, and then song Mengyang wipes the tears on his face.

"I'm sorry, brother Xiaotian, I got your clothes dirty. I'll wash it for you later... "

"No, I'll change later. Just throw this in the washing machine." Yang Xiaotian waved his hand in a hurry.

Song Mengyang doesn't insist either. She doesn't know what Yi Jiaxin and Luo Shanshan are doing, and she won't ask. After all, it belongs to Yang Xiaotian's family.

If you really intervene, the intention is too obvious.

And like before, that time was crying. But after Yang Xiaotian saw it, there was not only no sympathy on his face, but also a little disgust.

But now this time when crying, in the end, song Mengyang has completely lost the control of emotion. She is really venting. She cried out all the things she had experienced in recent years, which made her save a lot of money but made her feel a little disgusted with life.

The image of the previous cry, and the image of the next cry, is obviously the first time to cry, more delicate. But there is a big difference between Yang Xiaotian's attitude towards the first cry and his attitude towards the second cry.

Song Mengyang, as a social flower, soon guessed that it was because Yang Xiaotian was disgusted with that kind of affectation. However, no matter how hysterical or ugly the behavior of revealing true feelings is, he can accept it.

After Song Mengyang wants to understand this point, he has a very clear way to get along with Yang Xiaotian.

After the meal is ready, the two simply eat, and then simply chat a few words, Yang Xiaotian expressed the meaning of seeing off.

This time, song Mengyang did not pretend to be charming. Now that you know how to get along with Yang Xiaotian, you can put away the hypocrisy when you meet others.

After a simple farewell, song Mengyang left. There is no attachment, no stripper, no water

"Alas..." after the night, Yang Xiaotian's attitude and impression of song Mengyang have changed a lot. Although not to the level of good friends, but at least it is the level of ordinary friends.

Yang Xiaotian takes out the sleeping corn and shakes it a little.

It's already time for dinner, but because the room where little corn sleeps is the farthest from the kitchen, when the smell reaches there, it's already light.

Small corn did not smell rice flavor, naturally will not wake up from a deep sleep.

If little corn doesn't wake up, Yang Xiaotian won't wake her up. But he had another way, and that was to take the corn out of the room and into the living room.

And on the dining table here, several plates of small corn's favorite dishes all exude attractive aroma.

Little corn shrugged his nose, then quickly reached out and rubbed his eyes twice. I opened my sleepy eyes and looked around in confusion.

Wait until you see clearly holding their own people, corn immediately sweet smile.

"Daddy

"Ah No matter how long, even now has been listening to many times, but when he heard little corn calling himself, Yang Xiaotian still can't control his mouth that he wants to open to both sides.

Is that the joy of parenthood?

When you see your children, when you are coquetry, the kind of heart mixed with strong sweet helplessness, is the happiest burden in the world.

But then, Yang Xiaotian was a little sad.

"Fanfan!" Small corn pointed to the food on the table, small hands constantly waving.

"Ah... I knew that in your little girl's heart, food must be more important than dad..." Yang Xiaotian shook his head with a bitter smile, and then went to the room with little corn in his arms.

Wash your hands before and after meals, which is Yi Jiaxin's strict requirement for small corn. Yang Xiaotian also agrees with this rule.

At this time, even if she was already thirsty, but when Yang Xiaotian held her to wash her hands, little corn was still very clever and let Yang Xiaotian wash her hands.

"Fanfan, Fanfan!" After washing his hands, little corn hurriedly pointed to the food and said.

"Well, well, now I'll feed you, my little princess..." Yang Xiaotian rubbed his chopsticks on little corn's nose, and then put a chopstick dish into little corn's own bowl.

Just when Yang Xiaotian breaks the vegetables and prepares to feed the corn, his mobile phone suddenly rings.

"Hello, are you the boss of cunning rabbit?"