Xicheng is not ashamed. He takes the other party to his home, but he just sleeps and ignores the other party's lunch. He is a little incompetent to be the host. What's more, there is a sick child at home.
"I'm sorry I fell asleep. I'll arrange for lunch to be delivered to you right away."
Xia Nuan was tolerant with a smile. "It doesn't matter. I used to take him shopping. We just ate a little outside."
Xicheng's heart is more and more not taste, listen to her words wind, it seems that the children are her alone, how hard it is self-evident.
This time, Xia Nuan has put forward a lunch box from his schoolbag.
"Well Here's one for you, too Pass the lunch box to him, Xia Nuan picked up the bag on the table, "let's go, read, let's put the things into the refrigerator."
The little guy walked with her legs to the kitchen, and Westlife was busy chasing after her.
"I'll do it!"
"No, it doesn't taste good when it's hot."
Xia Nuan flashed his hand and walked into the kitchen.
Xicheng had to stop, lift the things to the table and open the boxes inside.
As soon as he opened the box, he saw two rows of crystal steamed dumplings. Through the translucent skin, you could clearly see the outline of vegetables and shrimps inside. In addition, the smell in the air made his mouth water. It was actually his favorite crystal steamed shrimp dumpling.
"I remember you used to love this. We just ate it in the store, and it tastes good!"
Summer warm voice from the kitchen, Xicheng side look past, from his here just can see her, she is raising her arm to buy milk into the empty refrigerator.
There was a moment of absence in Westlife.
She even knew he liked it. Did he tell her?
Westlife can't remember.
"What?" Xia Nuan turned his face and looked at the dumplings in a daze, "don't you like it?"
"Oh No Xicheng was busy picking up one and sending it to his mouth. As soon as he took a bite, he was scalded by the sweat and soup flowing out of it. He was panting.
Xia Nuan chuckled, "be careful of the soup inside!"
On one side, the little guy also ran over and stood at his table to make fun of it. He puffed with his small mouth and wheezed like the west city.
Xicheng was a little embarrassed at first. Seeing this, he also laughed out loud.
"Stinky boy, dare to laugh at Dad!"
Said, stretched out his hand in the small guy's head gently stroked, and looked to the summer warm, "can he eat?"
"What you can eat, feed him less." The summer is warm.
He took a dumpling, carefully blowing cool to the little guy's mouth, and the little guy immediately took a bite and chewed it up.
See little guy like, Xicheng simply hold him on his leg, father and son two people you a mouthful I eat.
Xia Nuan puts things into the refrigerator and smiles when he sees this scene.
The child is not afraid of life, but few people are so close. Before, she was worried that he would not accept Xicheng. Now it seems that the blood is thicker than the water, and the blood in the bones can not be cut off. Even if the child has been with him for a few days, he has already recognized his existence.
Her worries were superfluous.
Realizing this, she was both gratified and somewhat Heartache.
It's gratifying that my son can get along well with his father, but after thinking about it, he will only be close to his father, and gradually forget her mother. How can he not be distressed?
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