In the study, she has a lot of things.

There was a carpet on the floor, shaggy and without a sound to step on, a couch, very small, a desk, and a lamp.

The shelves are full of her books, divided into literature, spice studies, design, and psychology.

Yin Jingyi's hand touched those things, and she unconsciously appeared in front of her as she flipped through those books, peaceful and quiet, like when she was working beside him......

"Knock knock!"

Thinking of the sound of the door, a smile appeared on the corner of Yin Jingyi's mouth, and he put down a smile again, turned around and opened the door.

"Quilt!"

"Thank you!"

Yin Jingyi took it and pretended to touch her fingers inadvertently, Zhuang Feiyang was startled, and subconsciously retracted it, his eyebrows moved, and she was a little confused.

"Emily is my secretary. ”

Yin Jingyi suddenly said that, Zhuang Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was explaining, forcing himself not to listen to it again.

hurriedly said, "You...... Rest, I'm going to sleep!"

Turning around, his steps became a little chaotic.

It wasn't until she got to the bedroom, leaning against the door, that she took several deep breaths before she calmed down.

Two strange things happened tonight, one was explained to her by Yin Jingyi, and the other was ...... She should have chased him away, but she didn't.

This night, Zhuang Feiyang tossed and turned in bed and didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning, and Yin Jingyi next door didn't sleep all night.

The quilt was new, but it seemed to have her breath left, which made him a little nervous, the sofa was so small that it couldn't accommodate him at all, and he curled up in it, and he felt at ease that he had never felt before......

The next morning, the first to wake up was Yin Mutao.

She was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with dripping eyes, she didn't get up, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and it took a while for Zhuang Feiyang to wake up.

"Awake?"

"Mom?"

Yin Mutao played with her hair and whispered, "Where's Dad, why doesn't he sleep here?"

"Daddy's going to sleep in his own bed!"

Zhuang Feiyang replied.

Yin Mutao flattened her mouth, "Then why Wenwen said that she sleeps with her parents? She lies in the middle, her parents sleep on both sides, she is like a little princess, and she can still hold the two of them." ”

When Yin Mutao said this, she was very aggrieved, and Zhuang Feiyang's heart was sour when she heard it.

"Momo ......"

She didn't know how to explain this phenomenon, so she had to change the subject, "What do you want to eat for breakfast?

"I want my dad to do it!"

Yin Mutao was a little pinched, and Zhuang Feiyang had a headache.

She didn't know if Yin Jingyi got up or not, she couldn't run over and call him, "Your daughter wants to eat the breakfast you made"!

Or let Yin Mutao call?

"Mom's cooking was delicious. ”

"No, I want Daddy to do it. ”

When Yin Mutao was awkward, Zhuang Feiyang couldn't do anything about her at all, and he didn't want to murder her, so he could only say, "Dad is sleeping next door, can you go and ask him to make breakfast yourself?"

What does she go like?

Asking Yin Jingyi to make her breakfast on her turf, what is this behavior called?

"No, Mommy go!"

Yin Mutao knew that Zhuang Feiyang would not murder her, so she was coquettish and refused to compromise.

How could she go?

Last night, Mom was angry, and Dad wasn't here this morning, so she had to see where Dad was, and she had to let Mom talk to him more.

Isn't that how feelings are cultivated?

Zhuang Feiyang was so helpless by her that he got dressed, and when he went out, he smelled a strong fragrance as soon as he opened the door.

"Up?"

Yin Jingyi, who came out of the kitchen, was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and when she saw her, she smiled, "When you get up, go wash up, I've already made breakfast, you can wash and eat." ”

His demeanor is natural, as if he is in his own home, holding a pot of porridge, adding a touch of the cheesiness of fireworks in the world to his always clear and cold, but it is even more attractive.

Zhuang Feiyang's heart jumped, and he didn't know what to do, so Yin Mutao ran out.

"Wow, Daddy made breakfast!

Yin Mutao made an exaggerated look, and her round face would not make people disgusted, but would only make people feel happy.

"Yes, made your favorite polenta, go wash up. ”

"Yes!"

Yin Mutao saluted.

Yin Jingyi looked at Peppa Pig's pajamas on her body, and then looked at the wrinkled work clothes she had worn for a day and a night, and her brows couldn't help but twist.

Yin Mutao didn't notice it, and when she turned around, she pulled Zhuang Feiyang to wash.

Her toiletries and pajamas, Zhuang Feiyang had already prepared them for her, and there were still her plush toys in the house, but there was no Yin Jingyi, not even slippers......

The ingredients of the corn porridge were the ones she had just bought, and they hadn't been used yet, they were sweet, thick, and delicious, and the buns and steamed buns were bought by Yin Jingyi in the morning.

The breakfast was very delicious, Zhuang Feiyang knew that Yin Jingyi could cook, and he had tasted it himself, but he didn't expect him to be able to master the heat of the porridge so well, and he was a little jealous for a while.

"Mom, if you marry my father, you can eat as good as me every day. ”

"Is it that delicious? I can make it delicious. ”

Yin Mutao seemed to like Yin Jingyi's cooking more than she liked her cooking, and she was a little jealous of what she couldn't say.

"Well, Mom's cooking is delicious. ”

Yin Mutao thought for a while, as if she knew that Zhuang Feiyang was unhappy, and added.

"But, Mom, don't you think that every day when someone makes a meal ready for you to eat, you will be happier and happier to eat?"

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing!"

Zhuang Feiyang said that, looking a little angry.

Yin Jingyi glanced at her and touched Yin Mutao's head.

"Mom is right, no matter how good someone else does, that person can't help you do it for a lifetime, you have to learn to do it yourself, so that you can eat delicious things for a lifetime. ”

"Can't Dad help me for the rest of my life?" Yin Mutao asked.

"Of course not, Tao Tao will grow up in the future, she will get married, and her father will ......"

Yin Jingyi paused for a moment, and glanced at Zhuang Feiyang with a blank look, "Dad can only help Mom for a lifetime." ”

Zhuang Feiyang chuckled in his heart, his face burned red, and he took a sip of hot porridge and almost choked on it......

……

"Little Flying!"

In the crowded airport, Yin Jingrong wore a red shirt and a white suit, and his long figure and handsome face can always drive the return rate in the crowd.

"You want me to be beaten, don't you?"

screaming so loudly, she was afraid of being beaten by his brain.

Yin Jingrong laughed, and while she wasn't paying attention, he hugged her up, "You're really getting cuter!"

"Down, down!"

Zhuang Feiyang didn't know how Yin Jingyi could become more and more calm, but Yin Jingrong seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.