Zhuo Yifan returned home with his second daughter, and the treatment changed immediately. Wang Yan'er was busy with dinner in the kitchen, and Song Zixin, the girl, rubbed her forehead, which was called a comfortable one.

With his head resting on Song Zixin's soft thighs, Zhuo Yifan's entire soul was about to go out of his body.

Wang Yan'er's long legs Zhuo Yifan has also been pillowed, but in addition to Song Zixin's soft and comfortable thighs, Zhuo Yifan can also smell the fragrance of his daughter emanating from Song Zixin's body, which is called a good smell.

"Brother Yifan, are you comfortable?" Song Zixin lowered her little head and whispered in Zhuo Yifan's ear.

"Comfortable! Comfortable, of course. Zhuo Yifan almost snorted when he closed his eyes.

"Then I'll rub it for Brother Yifan every day!" Song Zixin's face flushed, and she was shy, and she said happily. Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head and kissed Zhuo Yifan's old face quickly.

At this moment, Wang Yan'er who came out of the kitchen happened to see it.

Wang Yan'er didn't know what it was like in her heart, and she had the urge to cry.

Once upon a time, Zhuo Yifan's head was also pillowed on his lap like this, how can he change people now?

Wang Yan'er only felt that her heart was crumbled, and immediately turned around and returned to the kitchen. She didn't want them to see her tears.

When Wang Yan'er walked out of the kitchen with the dishes again, her mood had obviously calmed down.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan also sat up. With Zhuo Yifan's eyesight, of course, he discovered the kind of loss that Wang Yan'er hid in the depths of his eyes. In fact, Zhuo Yifan was also distressed, but he didn't know what to say to Wang Yan'er.

Could it be that you and Zixin are the same, and I want them?

Zhuo Yifan dared to say it, but he believed that with Wang Yan'er's temper, he would definitely kick his balls violently.

Song Zixin was heartless, and she didn't see Zhuo Yifan and Wang Yan'er embarrassed at all, as if she was nothing.

In fact, is Song Zixin stupid? Can't you see it? No, on the contrary, Song Zixin is a smart girl. She knew in her heart that Wang Yan'er actually liked Zhuo Yifan too, and there must be something between these two people, but she wouldn't pay attention to it so much. Now she just needs to firmly grasp Zhuo Yifan's center and determine her status by Zhuo Yifan's side.

Everything else is negligible for Song Zixin.

The atmosphere at the place of eating was surprisingly ambiguous. An invisible aura flowed through the three bodies.

Song Zixin desperately sandwiched dishes for Zhuo Yifan to express her concern for Zhuo Yifan, and then ate happily by herself.

The amount of food she ate today was relatively normal. Wang Yan'er felt that the food was tasteless, and looked at Zhuo Yifan's eyes full of complicated feelings.

There is complaining, affection, and helplessness.

What can Zhuo Yifan say at this time? I can only pretend that I don't know anything and bury my head in eating. In fact, he was more entangled in his heart than anyone else. If the relationship between these two women in the family is not handled well, then there will really be no good life for me in the future.

At night, when Song Zixin went to take a bath, Zhuo Yifan ran to knock on Wang Yan'er's door. He wants to have an open and honest talk with Wang Yan'er.

"Yan'er, are you convenient now? I have something to tell you! ”

Zhuo Yifan asked by knocking on the door with his right hand. To be honest, Zhuo Yifan was still a little flustered. What are you?

"Oh! The door is unlocked, you come in! It took more than ten seconds before Wang Yan'er's voice came from inside.