Chapter 82

Tang Zhixia thought of it at this time, and quickly let go of his hand, the little guy exhaled, blinked with big eyes and retorted, "Mommy, your cooking skills are obviously very good, why are you panicking." ”

Tang Zhixia looked at his son speechlessly, dismantling my mother's platform, are you so happy to dismantle it?

Hey, it's also her fault, she has always taught her son to tell the truth and not to panic, after all, she is still very confident in her cooking skills.

"Uncle Xi, let's go grocery shopping with Mommy!" the little guy looked up.

Tang Zhixia didn't even have room to say no, the little guy got into Xi Jiuchen's car, thinking that he had helped him once, and he wanted to ask him to help his son participate in parent-child activities, and it was also appropriate to invite him to a meal.

She also got into the car, and Xi Jiuchen drove to a nearby shopping mall.

Tang Zhixia asked her son to wait with him in the car, she went to the mall to quickly buy evening vegetables and came back, and drove all the way back to the apartment building.

Back in the apartment, Tang Zhixia always felt that the two-bedroom house was enough for her and her son to live in, but it wasn't until she accommodated this man that she realized that her family was really small.

"You accompany Chenchen! I'm going to the kitchen. Tang Zhixia just wanted to make dinner quickly, and the man would leave after eating.

The little guy is not a three-year-old child anymore, and he doesn't need to be accompanied, he said to Xi Jiuchen, "Uncle Xi, why don't you go and help my mommy cook! I'm going to do my homework." ”

Xi Jiuchen looked at the slender figure in the kitchen and nodded, "Okay!

The little guy went back to his room to do his homework, the tall figure of the man walked in the direction of the kitchen, and Tang Zhixia was trying to go to the refrigerator to get something. Yes.

There was a collision at the kitchen door.

Tang Zhixia hit his head in the man's arms, and the man hurriedly grabbed her small waist with a big palm, and the two of them were close together.

Tang Zhixia's face was shocked, and she wanted to retreat, but kicked her heels to the low threshold of the kitchen door, and she was about to fall backwards.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the man's hand, and the man wrapped his waist again, this time tighter, and even she wrapped it tightly around his strong waist.

Tang Zhixia immediately broke free from him, squeezed aside in a panic, and said angrily, "Can you sit on the sofa, don't make a mess." ”

A man is really innocent.

He just wanted to come over to see if she needed help, but she threw herself into her arms twice in a row, and she had to be scolded by her.

"Need help?" asked Xi Jiuchen with narrowed eyes.

"No, you don't. Tang Zhixia frowned and replied.

Xi Jiuchen could only go back to the sofa and sit down, watching the woman walk around the kitchen, busy with the dinner of the three of them.

He suddenly felt that there was a power to wash away his tiredness in this small room, which made him feel relaxed and comfortable.

Tang Zhixia boiled his son's favorite mushroom and chicken thigh pot, fried two side dishes, and cooked a pot of pork ribs and corn soup.

It took her an hour to get it down.

And the man on the sofa also sat and watched her for an hour, and Xi Jiuchen found that just watching this woman cook, he had a feeling that he couldn't see enough.

What's wrong with him?

The little guy deliberately hid in the room and didn't come out, he thought about giving Uncle Xi and Mommy a private space, so that they could develop their relationship well, maybe one day, Uncle Xi could really become his daddy.

Although the little guy is small, he can see that Mommy only regards Zhan Qingye as a friend, and has no real intention of marrying him, and this Uncle Xi, Mommy may like it?

Tang Zhixia served the dishes, looked at the man on the sofa coldly, tall and tall, sitting on the small sofa in the hall, elegant and noble.

"It's time to eat. Tang Zhixia made the rice and vegetables, and knocked on his son's door and urged him to come out to eat.

The little guy opened the door and said to the man on the sofa, "Uncle Xi, let's wash our hands and eat!"

"Good. Xi Jiuchen took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.

At the dinner table, the man looked at the three dishes and one soup, although they were all home-cooked dishes, but they made him very appetizing, and even the food in the five-star restaurant was not as attractive as these bowls of dishes in front of him.

Tang Zhixia finished wiping her hands in the kitchen, and when she came out, she prepared a bowl of rice, which was made by a man.