Xiao Tonghua thought about it, took out the snowflake beef and cabbage, and stir-fried another dish.

"It's annoying, why do you have to pick a dinner time? Xiao Tonghua complained while being unhappy, "I don't want to get him food at all, which will increase my workload." ”

The mouth is honest and honest.

As soon as Shen Qianshu returned home, he smelled the smell of meat.

"Baby, Mommy is back. Shen Qianshu changed into slippers, lost his bag, and happily went straight to the kitchen, just after the entrance, he saw Yeling's indifferent face, was stunned, and blurted out, "Why are you here?"

The tone is very unwelcoming!

Yeling's face sank, and the irritable feeling came up again.

Shen Qianshu smiled in seconds, "Sir, did you return to China, when did you come back, do you have anything to do with us?"

The tone softened by three points.

She is always subconscious, not to make Yeling angry.

She seemed to have the function of receiving Yeling's mood barometer, and felt his mood changes very sensitively.

Tong Hua crossed his waist in the kitchen, "Mommy, he just threatened me." ”

Shen Qianshu, "......"

Yeling, "I need to intimidate you, I leave you downstairs in a matter of minutes." ”

"Mommy, you see, this is intimidation. ”

"I don't need to intimidate anyone. Yeling said.

"Of course, you look very intimidating." ”

"What did you say?"

Shen Qianshu looked left and right, and rubbed his stomach, "Sir, are you hungry?

"Mommy!" the little boy cried angrily, how could he be like this, "Mommy, am I still your little sweetheart?"

"Absolutely. Shen Qianshu said, but after all, this is a thigh, what about the routine we talked about?

Children's painting, "......"

Yeling didn't know what kind of dumb riddle the mother and son were playing, and they kept eyebrows and eyebrows, which was very eye-catching, "I want to poke your eyes blind." ”

Shen Qianshu, "......"

One sentence stopped the eyebrows of the mother and son, Shen Qianshu washed his hands and changed into home clothes, Tong Hua had already brought out three bowls of noodles and a huge bowl of soup, and two plates of stir-fried vegetables, and Yeling sat on the uncle's ground, without any intention of helping.

Shen Qianshu looked at the oversized dishes, and looked at the children's paintings with some surprise.

Hey?

Xiao Tonghua stared at her, his ears were red, Shen Qianshu blinked, son, is this a routine? Xiao Tonghua stomped his feet, twisted his waist and ran to the bedroom, Shen Qianshu hurriedly turned around, "Baby, I was wrong, don't ...... you"

Shy!

I feel that the little master is going to blow up, so forget it.

Tsk, a typical mouth is upright, and I have made so many dishes.

I also made three bowls of noodles.

Yeling, "It's good, the nasty ghost isn't here, let's eat." ”

Shen Qianshu grimaced, "Sir, this is made by your nasty ghost, he also made noodles for you, the poached eggs in your bowl are bigger than mine, you dislike him so much, won't your conscience hurt?"

"No!" Yeling grimaced without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Qianshu, "...... What the hell am I ...... Well, sir, you're right in what you say, I'll go and call Tong Hua for dinner. ”

Halfway through the scolding, Shen Qianshu went to knock on the door of the children's painting.

Tong Hua opened the door in a huff.

"It's a routine!" the boy glared at her angrily, "Don't laugh." ”

Shen Qianshu looked at him seriously, and his fist touched him, "Well, this is a routine." ”

The mother and son returned to the table, and Yeling had already eaten unceremoniously.

The child drew and drank the soup, and he was very unhappy.