Finally, Nan Shengyuan's mood is calmed down, and the estrangement between mother and daughter is completely dissipated. Jian Yao walks downstairs with Nan Shengyuan who is still choking and burping.

Looking at the tip of her daughter's red nose, as well as the posture of mother and daughter, nanchenghe showed a happy smile. He knew that, most likely, the two women who worried him had solved the problem by themselves!

For his worry silently boasted of himself, nanchengyi put the small bowl of oatmeal roasted milk in front of Nan Shengyuan's seat, and put a small spoon by the way.

"Baby, you don't need your mother to hold you? We can eat by ourselves, can't we? "

Nan Chengyi touched Nan Shengyuan, who was in Jian Yao's arms and refused to come down, and sighed helplessly.

Nan Shengyuan struggled for a long time, then reluctantly rubbed against her long lost, warm, mother's arms, and reluctantly asked her to put herself back to her seat.

Jian Yao was relieved. Although she felt strange, Nan Shengyuan was no longer a child. She had some weight in her hand.

In such a short time, she had already felt her hand tremble!

"Come on, big baby, pumpkin porridge with three little sugars and pickles left by my aunt. I opened a bottle of chili sauce. Would you like to dip it? "

Nanchenghe pushes the pickles and chili sauce for one person in a small plate to Jian Yao. This is his first contact with these side dishes, which he has never heard of before.

But because Jian Yao loves to eat, he remembers it unconsciously.

However, although Jianyao likes to eat pickles prepared by Shen Liyang, it doesn't mean that she also likes to match them with sweet porridge!

Such a sweet, salty, spicy set in a meal, she silently sighed in her heart, the president is still that President, even if a little bit of ground gas, it is still not enough!

"Don't just give it to me, you can eat it yourself. I only drink porridge, sweet porridge, no need for vegetables

Jian Yao shakes her head and refuses. Nanchenghe doesn't insist any more. Pumpkin porridge has the sweetness of pumpkin. He can't get used to the taste of pickle, so he doesn't touch the dish again.

After dinner, Jian Yao takes Nan Shengyuan to the game room upstairs to pass the time and cultivate her feelings. Her mobile phone stayed in nanchenghe's side. Because of the recent harassing phone call, she didn't even want to touch it again!

Harassment calls are not limited to any time of the day. They are almost irregular and may come at any time.

Jian Yao is a little afraid of this, so she simply let nanchengyi manage her mobile phone. Fortunately, there is no important work. Nanchengyi can help Jian Yao review the documents while handling her own company.

"I have some ideas about what I told you this afternoon, but the specific situation is not very clear."

"Remember, be careful of the people around you, anyone around you."

Because of the need to deal with things together, Yanting and nanchenghe exchanged numbers. At this time, nanchenghe received a message from the other party.

After staring at the last two sentences for a long time, he bowed his head thoughtfully and soon seemed to understand something and called back to the other party.

The phone was soon picked up. There was some noise in the banquet hall. It seemed that there was still wind.

"I'm sorry, I'm outside now. Do you have anything to say?"

The voice of the banquet hall sounds a bit tense. Nancheng thinks that what the other person is doing is secretly investigating, and he may call to fight at a bad time, and then he speeds up his speech and wants to finish it quickly.

"In fact, there's nothing wrong. Thank you for reminding me. I think I probably know."

"But you give me some time, I need to observe again, so your hands should not be too close to the villa, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the other party!"

The banquet court answered vaguely, and the tone was a little hasty. Nanchenghe hung up the phone quickly to avoid his interference and distract the other party.

"Well, let's talk about it first. I'll see you later."

However, different from the dangerous scene he imagined, the situation that the banquet court is facing now is not even unusual. Perhaps, for him, it is a unilateral danger.

Because, Xie Yan is helping taro to make this month's cat food!

The fragrant smell attracted the kitten, who stamped his feet impatiently in situ and turned around to pick up the legs of people's trousers.

Because Xie Yan was concentrating, he didn't get a response. He turned his head and glued on the trouser legs of the banquet court, occasionally biting with his teeth.

"Let's talk about it. Will you stay away from me and find him?"

"Don't bite my trouser legs... You can't rub them. Look at your hair!"

The good fabric of suit pants is covered with cat hair, and the white is very eye-catching. The cleanliness addiction of banquet court is about to break out.

In the face of innocent little taro mud, he simply put himself in the balcony, this will have the South City heard the wind.

It was not until Xie Yan put a small bowl in front of the taro to appease the greedy and impatient kitten that he saved himself and closed his own banquet.

"You don't have to... Cough, cough!! You just put it in the nest, it will be very good after entering the nest! "

Looking at his red ears, Xie Yanqiang held back his smile and didn't laugh.

He was really worried that if he really laughed recklessly, he would be swept out by the banquet court!

"Next time you take care of it, don't let it run around the house. Do you know how much cat hair is on the carpet? "

"Besides, if the cat's hair gets on the clothes, it will become a very difficult thing to clean them!"

Yanting pushes the flat mirror on his nose, and looks at Xie Yan with a certain face. Xie Yan has to shrug his shoulders to admit his advice, but he doesn't dare to fight with Yanting.

"Well, well, I see! I'll take care of the taro in my pocket. I won't touch you again! "

"I'm not afraid of cats..."

Xie Yan's murmuring spread to the ears of the banquet court. He didn't even want to correct it, which is likely to harm his own wind criticism. He wanted to admit it directly.

He, Yanting, a clean man, really can't stand the scene of cat hair flying all over the sky!

"I hope you can understand. I'm afraid of dirt."

Although he thought so, it didn't delay Yanting's bickering with Xie Yan at all. He took his eyes back and responded lightly.

Xie Yan didn't dare to tease him, for fear that the banquet court didn't know when to be angry, and finally it was his own misfortune!

At this time, taro mud had already been full of food and drink and collapsed on the ground, opening his small belly. Xie Yan squatted down and touched the soft hair for several times, and he rubbed his fingers with his deciduous teeth for several times.

"We taro babies are not dirty, are we - taro babies?"