After Ding Xiaowei's last exam, Ding Dong directly asked Uncle Chen to help carry people back to Jingtai Bay with luggage.

Xiaobai, who hadn't seen her for two days, was sleeping in the living room lying on her stomach in a daze, when she heard the movement and looked up, she immediately swooped out and circled around Ding Dong's feet.

As soon as the two entered the door, they suddenly saw a white figure running out, Ding Xiaowei was so frightened that he took a step back in an instant, and after seeing that it was a half-grown dog, he barked with a smile: "Sister, do you have a dog?"

He squatted down and touched Xiaobai's head and its paws with love, his eyes full of joy.

Now Xiaobai's body is much larger, about as far as Ding Dong's knees, and when it was first picked up, it was only about twenty centimeters tall.

"Yes, do you like it?" Ding Dong also smiled, seeing her brother's happy appearance, her mood also improved.

"I like it so much!" Ding Xiaowei raised Xiaobai's front paws and licked his saliva with a smile on his face.

Xiaobai is not afraid of life at all, and he looks enthusiastic when he sees everyone.

This heartless person has no lungs, and he will be abducted and trafficked one day.

Ding Dong couldn't help but sigh.

"Is it male or female?" Ding Xiaowei asked back.

"Mother's. Ding Dong stretched out his hand to take the luggage in Uncle Chen's hand, and was about to go to Ding Xiaowei's room.

Ding Xiaowei didn't have many clothes, so he simply packed it in a suitcase.

"I'll come, I'll come. Seeing this, Ding Xiaowei hurriedly went up to take the luggage, for fear that she would be tired.

"Can you move it?" Ding Dong watched him for a long time as he carried the box upstairs with some difficulty.

"Of course I was a three-year-old. Ding Xiaowei gasped again and again while dragging the box upstairs.

"Alright, alright, let me come. Seeing that he seemed to be trying to eat milk, Uncle Chen couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to take the box and carry it upstairs.

Ding Xiaowei looked at Uncle Chen with some embarrassment, easily lifted the box with one hand, buried his head in his legs, frowned, and seemed to be thinking about why he didn't grow one.

Seeing his distress, Ding Dong comforted: "It's okay, some boys only start to grow taller in their first and second years of high school." ”

Those words did not seem to comfort him.

Ding Xiaowei watched Uncle Chen put the box and went downstairs, stood next to Ding Dong a little depressed, and sighed.

"I'm the shortest in our class. He said this, a look of loss evident on his face.

He is now about the same height as Ding Dong, and some of the boys in the same class have grown to 1.78 meters, and he stands at the front of every flag-raising ceremony, and his heart is always a little unbalanced.

He lowered his head and glanced at Xiaobai again, and said disappointedly: "Even the dog you raise is a medium-sized dog, and when it grows up, maybe I'm still tall when I stand up." ”

Ding Dong couldn't cry or laugh: "Where do you want to go?"

"It meant to be. Ding Xiaowei looked at her a little awkwardly, "I don't want to be a little ghost who will only hide behind my sister." ”

Ding Dong was stunned, then touched his head with a warm smile.

"How can you be a little ghost all your life?" she asked rhetorically, her tone was light, but it seemed to have a power that could soothe people's hearts.

Ding Xiaowei pursed his mouth and took her hand: "Don't touch it, it won't grow tall." ”

Ding Dong didn't care about him, and asked himself: "After three years of junior high school school, what do you want to eat at night to celebrate?

"Really?" Ding Xiaowei was so happy that he almost jumped up, he hadn't tasted Ding Dong's craftsmanship for a long time.

Although Ding Dong is not a professional chef, his cooking skills are still passable, especially Ding Xiaowei has been used to the food she has cooked for so many years, and the food she cooks will always have a taste of home.

So under Ding Xiaowei's strong recommendation, she finalized tonight's menu.

After helping to wash the dishes, Ding Xiaowei went outside to rest. Ding Dongping retired from the servant and worked alone in the kitchen.

There is no shortage of ingredients and condiments, Ding Dong tied an apron, buried himself in cutting vegetables seriously, a few strands of hair fell down, hanging down to her ears, looking like a different scene.

When Feng Chengyu came back, he passed by the kitchen and saw such a picture.

He stopped at the kitchen door for a moment, and then glanced sideways at Ding Xiaowei, who was watching TV in the living room.

Noticing his gaze, Ding Xiaowei looked back at him, there was obviously a little resentment in his eyes, but it was much more restrained than during the day.

It seems that it is still necessary to give some life threats appropriately.

Feng Chengyu was very satisfied with Ding Xiaowei's actions, and he didn't think about embarrassing him, so he turned around and went into the kitchen, wanting to see what Ding Dong was doing.

He stood still at the kitchen door, watching her in her apron, her back to him picking and discerning the sauce in the spice bottle, his gaze unconsciously softening.

After finding what he wanted, Ding Dong turned around and saw Feng Chengyu standing at the door looking at him.

Fortunately, she was not frightened by the steady hand, but just smiled at him, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you back?"

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on her face through the window lattice, she smiles heartily, her face seems to be coated with a layer of blurred light, and a few strands of hair hang down in her ears, looking a little thrifty and virtuous.

Feng Chengyu looked at the scene in front of him, only to feel that his chest was suffocated, and the tiredness all over his body seemed to be swept away, leaving only such a picture in front of him, which made his whole body and mind relax.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with listening to his grandfather's words and starting a family as soon as possible.

He stepped forward and gently stroked the strands of loose hair behind her ears, and said in a gentle voice: "Are you ready to do it yourself to comfort Mr. Feng, who is physically and mentally exhausted?"

Eat first, then eat her.

Just think about it and be satisfied.

Ding Dong looked at him with blinking eyes, ruthlessly shattering his sweet dream: "This is for Ding Xiaowei, after all, I just finished the exam, it's very hard." ”

The smile on Feng Chengyu's face immediately retracted, and the dangerous thoughts flashed in his mind.

Why didn't he just strangle that little ghost in the morning?

"Didn't cook me?" Feng Chengyu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the rice cooker on the Liuli table.

"I did, but only by the way. Ding Dong smiled and became angry with him.

Feng Chengyu narrowed his eyes dangerously and let out a "tsk".

"It's so unconscionable. He said this, looking at her with a faint smile and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt.

The man's sturdy chest and abrupt collarbone are exposed, and in the light of the evening sunset, it looks like a different kind of charm.

Ding Dong swallowed his saliva, subconsciously took a step back, and looked at him with a wary face: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Chengyu hooked his lips and looked at her for a long time, as if he heard something interesting.

After a moment, he opened his lips, but made the woman in front of him blush for no reason—

"Hot. ”