Yan Qinqing was attracted by the aroma of the food, and when she returned home, she didn't even have time to criticize Ye Xinghao, she felt sleepy when she saw the bed.

I washed up briefly, shook off all kinds of thoughts in my head, and fell asleep.

This task requires so much, and now Yan Qinqing has an even more difficult task, and he must protect the original owner's children.

The smell of her snort made her open her eyes slightly, and the curtains of the room were closed, a little dim, so that she was stunned, and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

Yan Qinqing slowly sat up, lifted the quilt, and walked out of the room, Ye Xinghao was busy in the dining room, heard her footsteps, turned his head and smiled softly.

"Woke up? It just so happened that my soup was ready. He beckoned to her, and when he saw that she was still a little sleepy-eyed, he walked up to her with a smile.

Reaching out to fix her messy hair, her tone was soft, "Don't sleep too much." Go back to sleep at night. Three meals a day must be guaranteed. ”

Yan Qinqing knew that he was reminding him that he still had a child in his belly, so he nodded honestly and depressedly and sat down at the table.

Ye Xinghao scooped a bowl of soup for her and pushed it in front of her, "Drink the soup first, and cook it for a few hours." ”

Yan Qinqing looked at the steaming soup, stirred it with a spoon, and drank it slowly, the fragrant soup was indeed delicious, which made her look at Ye Xinghao.

Why do you meet handsome guys with great cooking skills?

"Do you want to go out at night? Where do we go to find mission objectives? I usually do tasks and goals by my side. Yan Qinqing said a question every time he took a sip of soup.

This appearance made Ye Xinghao laugh sullenly, and seeing that she was almost finished drinking the soup, he scooped some more for her, and shook his head, "These things are not in a hurry." ”

"The mission goal is not in a hurry? What's the hurry? "Yan Qinqing doesn't want to go through the process of getting pregnant and having a child in this mission world, of course, the sooner she finishes the task, the better.

Ye Xinghao picked up the chopsticks to hold the dishes for her, and said slowly: "Generally speaking, the tasks of the B-level team need to rely on themselves to find the mission target. We probably need to find Gu Yan first, his ability is more useful. ”

"My Xiao Zexiao is also very useful!" Yan Qinqing retorted dissatisfiedly, and he didn't know if he was a little nervous because he was frightened by the ghost, or if this body was a little sensitive, when he heard his words, he always felt that there was something in the words.

Speaking of this, she remembered that she was waiting for Xiao Zexiao's news, and hurriedly got up to look for her mobile phone, flipped it out to check, but there was still no news.

Seeing her hurried appearance, Ye Xinghao glanced at her abdomen, shook his head with a helpless smile, and gently knocked on the table, "Can you be honest?" Pregnant woman. ”

There was still no news from the word pregnant woman and Xiao Zexiao, which made Yan Qinqing's expectant expression become more and more disappointed, and walked back to the table with her shoulders slumped, and continued to eat honestly, "After your B-level team, will the mission take a long time?" ”

Ye Xinghao smiled knowingly, his gaze swept over her abdomen again, and he shook his head, "It depends on your own mobility." I can't say long or short. Look at luck, look at ability. ”

"It's the same as if you didn't say it. Is there any news from Gu Yan? Yan Qinqing sighed, and as she was talking, the sound of unlocking came from the door.

Yan Qinqing and Ye Xinghao turned their heads to look over, they were the parents of Yan Qinqing's original owner, Song Dezheng and Jiang Mei, both of whom were carrying large bags and small bags in their hands.

"Dad? Mother? How did you guys get here? Yan Qinqing stood up, ready to reach out and take something for them.

Ye Xinghao moved quickly, she picked up the things, put them by the door, closed the door, turned her head enthusiastically, and hugged them to the living room sofa, "Why don't you tell me in advance, I'll pick you up." ”

Song Dezheng waved his hand with a very casual look, and his eyes circled the room, "The two of us are not old enough to walk." Just come and see. ”

Jiang Mei had already walked to the dining table, looked at the rice and soup pot on the table, had a satisfied smile on her face, and couldn't close her mouth all the time, "Xiao Jun did it, it looks like Xiao Jun's craftsmanship." ”

As he spoke, he sat on the sofa and took a long breath of comfort.

"You say this as if I'm bad." Yan Qinqing poured two cups of hot tea and put them in front of them and sat next to Jiang Mei.

"Your mom says you're not feeling well?" Song Dezheng turned his head and looked at Yan Qinqing's face carefully, but he didn't see anything unusual, so he nodded slightly: "It doesn't look like there's a problem." ”

Ye Xinghao thoughtfully handed the tea to them, and asked in a very concerned tone: "Have your parents eaten?" Do you want to eat together? Quite a lot of dishes. ”

Jiang Mei glanced at the dining table with some joy and distress, and pointed at him with a smile, "You, don't always cook so many dishes, don't spoil her, it's not good to eat leftovers all the time." ”

"People kindly ask you if you want to eat, and you're fine. Hippie smiling face to give people a beating? Song Dezheng looked ridiculous and patted her shoulder with a smile.

Yan Qinqing and Ye Xinghao laughed when they saw that the two of them looked like young people, making small movements, you poke me, I poke you.

"I bought you some fruit, eating more fruit is good for your skin. lest you say that you are not pretty. Jiang Mei saw that the two of them made a posture of not eating with them, and felt sorry for her daughter, so she quickly got up and intended to leave.

Song Dezheng also got up and waved his hand at them, "Let's go home, you guys hurry up and eat." Eat well and rest. ”

Ye Xinghao and Yan Qinqing also got up from the sofa one after another and walked towards the door with them.

Yan Qinqing made a reluctant look and coquettishly looked at Jiang Mei, "Why don't you leave after a while." Not play a little longer. ”

"Most of them? Like a child, not afraid of being laughed at? Jiang Mei touched her hand lovingly, looked at it carefully, and saw that her hands were white and tender, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

Song Dezheng opened the door, looked at her, smiled and shook his head helplessly, "You." Say something against your heart. We are here, can you be at ease? ”

Ye Xinghao laughed and patted his ass, "Dad is always so discerning." After finishing speaking, he pushed Yan Qinqing into the house, "You go back and continue eating." I'm going to drop off my parents. ”

"Don't send it. Are we both afraid of losing it? And there is no Alzheimer's. Song Dezheng waved his hand indifferently, waved his hand in the direction of their house, and signaled to hurry back.

Yan Qinqing was afraid of starving the children, and she didn't dare to say hello more, they didn't eat much just now, they came, and they felt hungry and panicked at this time, smiled at them, and walked back to the house.

Ye Xinghao sent them to the elevator door and pressed the elevator.

Jiang Mei frowned slightly, and asked softly, "You guys quarreled?" ”

Ye Xinghao was slightly stunned by these words, and quickly shook his head with a smile, "How come?" We didn't fight. ”

"Usually you two are slimy, but today you look a lot more polite. Isn't it really a quarrel? Jiang Mei stared at him with some surprise, seeing that he looked sincere, she blinked, as if she was thinking about what was wrong.

"She's hungry and doesn't have much strength. So I told her to hurry up and eat. Mom, we're all right! Ye Xinghao put on an innocent expression that was incomprehensible and scratched his head.

While speaking, the elevator arrived, Song Dezheng gently pushed Jiang Mei and motioned to enter the elevator, "You care too much." Do children have to be slimy every day? Alright, hurry up and go home with your slimy wife. ”

Jiang Mei showed a funny and angry expression, glared at Song Dezheng, waved at Ye Xinghao, and motioned for you to go back and press the elevator.