Chapter 436 Brother 436 Learn to Make Soup for My Wife (First Update)
Ruan Xiaoqi, whose eavesdropping was exposed, glanced around with her beautiful peach blossom eyes and crossed her fingers guiltily.
Qin Qingdi, who was sitting across the dining table, was so cute that she felt dizzy.
She grabbed Bai Yuchen's sleeve and cried, "Why did Brother Nine take such a cute soft thing away..."
There are three black lines under the corners of Bai Yuchen's forehead.
He shook his head speechlessly and glanced at Gu Feiyang without trace.
Gu Feiyang leaned on the chair with his legs crossed and flipped through the news on the forum casually.
Bai Yuchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his eyes inadvertently glanced at the news headlines——
"What are the subsidy policies/policies for pig breeding"
Bai Yuchen: "..."
Brother, when you are pretending, can you choose news that suits your identity?
…
After lunch, Gu Feiyang and others left.
Ruan Munan went to the company, and Yan Jiuyuan also said goodbye and left after getting the injection.
There were only three people left in the villa, Ruan Qi Xijiu and Damai Baobao, as well as two dogs, Da Fen and Xiao Fen.
After Xi Jiu finished washing the fruits, Ruan Qi came to him holding a pillow and looked at him quietly from the corner of her eye.
The man pretended not to notice the little girl's peek, lowered his head, picked up a pear and started peeling it.
The little girl stared at him for two seconds, frowning in confusion.
The corners of Xi Jiu's lips curled up slightly.
The little girl started to pick at the pillow tangledly.
She picked at it for a while, then coughed pretendingly.
"Jiujiu..."
Xi Jiu's lowered black eyes flashed with a smile.
He put the pear down, raised his eyes and looked at her intently, "Huh?"
Ruan Qi was asked ‘huh? ’ His little face turned red.
She stretched out her little paws and grabbed the man's clothes, and said softly and coquettishly, "Jiujiu, the soup made by aunt is delicious."
Xi Jiujun's eyebrows moved and he said softly, "Hmm".
The little girl blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and pretended to be a greedy little cat.
"Jiujiu, I still want to drink such a delicious soup." She licked her mouth greedily, and then raised her eyebrows in a pretense of confusion, "But my aunt is busy taking care of my uncle, so I am embarrassed to trouble her."
After saying that, she sighed listlessly, "Hey, it would be great if someone could learn from my aunt's craftsmanship!~"
Xi Jiu looked at the little girl with an upper body, the smile in her eyes getting stronger and stronger.
He wiped his hands with a tissue, then pinched her chin and lifted her little face.
The little girl immediately showed an expression like 'I can't even defecate smoothly if I can't drink the soup'.
Xi Jiu couldn't help it anymore and laughed softly.
"Baby wants to drink soup so much?"
The little girl nodded quickly.
Xi Jiu: "Then I'll let the chef at home cook it for you?"
"No!" The little girl immediately shook her head like a rattle, "Auntie makes the best food!"
After saying that, she was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she puffed up her cheeks and repeated, "It tastes great!"
Xi Jiu looked at the little girl's peach blossom eyes full of tension and expectation, and her cold heart softened little by little.
He chuckled and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms.
"I'm going to ask her to teach me how to make soup." The man gently kissed the little girl's head, "Thank you, baby."
…
In the evening, Xi's family courtyard.
Xi Jiu stood outside the door, silently looking at the door that had separated him for twenty-six years.
Suddenly there were footsteps inside the door, and then the door lock clicked and the door slowly opened.
When Duan Wei came out and saw Xi Jiu, her expression froze.
Her face was cold reflexively, and her thin lips were tightly pursed, looking a little inhumane.
Xi Jiu's eyes swept across Duan Wei's cold face, and then fell on her whitened hand, her eyes flickering slightly.
He stared at her hand for two seconds.
"Do you have time?" Xi Jiu asked in a deep voice.
Duan Wei's hand that tightly grasped the doorknob shook slightly, and she gave a stiff 'hmm' sound.
Xi Jiu picked up the thermos pot in her hand and said expressionlessly: "Xiao Qi likes your soup, can you teach me how to do it?"
Xi Jiu: A talking machine without emotions.
Duan Wei: A soup-making machine without emotions.
Ruan Qi: ...I have paid too much for this family. 【cry】
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