The arrival of the two children made Xiang Tianyu feel that the old mansion had become full and lively.

Although Kuang Wuwu is very arrogant and reluctant to deal with the people of the Xiang family, Xiang Tianyu's eyes have never left her for a moment, and the more he looks at her gestures, the more he agrees.

Atmospheric, calm, moody and invisible, oh my! It's a natural leader!

Xiang Beidou was thinking about the pair of lonely men and widows, and seeing that the old man's attention had been firmly occupied by the two small ones, he casually made an excuse, saying that the company had something urgent to deal with, and drove away.

galloped all the way, arrived at Ye Youyang's downstairs, parked the car, walked quickly to the door of her house, raised his hand and just wanted to knock on the door, but stopped.

He just ran over like this, in case Ye Yuyang asked him what he was doing, how should he answer?

At this moment, he was obviously supposed to accompany the two children in the old mansion, but he appeared at her door so rashly, if she thought that he was an irresponsible father at all, and used this as an excuse, and then refused to let the two children spend the weekend with him, what should he say?

No, he had to find a reasonable excuse.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of salsa rain outside, and he was suddenly surprised.

God is really willing to help, no, here's the reason.

Ringing the doorbell, Ye Youyang saw that it was him from the cat's eyes, and was a little shocked, but he still opened the door quickly.

"You're here now, what's the matter with the children?" Ye Youyang asked worriedly.

"Oh, no, no, it's because I saw that the sky had changed, and I didn't bring thick clothes, so I came over to help her get them." Xiang Beidou opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Come in." Ye Yuyang's face sank.

Such obvious nonsense, when she is a fool, is they so poor to the family? Can't even afford a piece of clothing for your kids?

Besides, can Xiang's home be without air conditioning? Even if the child wears short sleeves, he won't be frozen, right?

It's just that when she thinks of Xiao Diandian's words, she is a little loose about him in her heart, and she doesn't hate him so much, but it is unlikely that she will immediately turn hatred into love.

As soon as Xiang Beidou entered the room, he smelled the fragrance of green onions, and he sniffed hard.

"Yo, are you cooking dinner?" He had nothing to say.

"Hmm." Ye Youyang nodded.

"What are you doing, so fragrant?" Xiang Beidou sniffed again, in fact, he had already smelled it, it was the aroma of mutton noodle soup.

"I'm going to make mutton noodles, and I just made the soup, and I haven't had time to make noodles yet. Wait a minute, I'll find you a thick coat first. Ye Youyang said lightly.

"No, let's go down first, or the potato chunks will be boiled to a mush." Hurriedly waved his hand to Beidou.

"It's okay, I like to eat it more when it's boiled." Ye Youyang was really too lazy to take care of him, but he couldn't ignore him.

"Your tastes haven't changed at all, by the way, what about the child's godfather?" Xiang Beidou looked around, but he didn't see the imaginary rival in love.

"He met an old friend on the street at noon today, and he probably went to drink with his friend, but he said that he would come back at 7 o'clock in the evening to eat noodles." Ye Youyang said.

Xiang Beidou's heart is sour, although these two people are not as dry and hot as he expected, but looking at their familiar way of getting along, it is clear that they are old husbands and wives.

"It's 6:50, let's go and make the dough first, otherwise people will be hungry and waiting for food when they come back." Xiang Beidou really didn't want to be kicked out of the door like this, so he had to endure his sadness and say.

"Okay, you sit down for a while, I'll go down." Ye Youyang saw that he didn't want to leave, but he couldn't bother to bombard him directly, so he could only ignore it.

Xiang Beidou has been a successful businessman for so many years, and he naturally has the ability to see the stitches, Ye Youyang walked into the kitchen with his front foot, and he washed his hands with his back foot and followed up.

"It's easy to get confused by yourself, I'll help you." He unceremoniously rolled up his sleeves, reached out and grabbed a piece of kneaded noodles, very skillfully flattened and lengthened the noodles on the cutting board, and then stood beside her and threw them into the pot one by one.

"I like to eat the noodles you make, just smelling the fragrance makes my legs weak."

"Cut! Other men smell the fragrance of women, and their legs are weak, and you are so unproductive. It's also a total anyway, where can't I buy a bowl of mutton noodles to eat. Ye Yuyang sneered.

As soon as she said this, she hated to bite off her tongue, and the tone in which she spoke was clearly as if they were still a family, but now they have become completely strangers.

"You're right, I'm just so unproductive, the noodles made by others don't have the taste of you, and I can't eat that comfortable feeling." Xiang Beidou said cheekily.

Ye Youyang suddenly stopped talking, the room was quiet, there was only the sound of the soup boiling in the pot, and the "popping" sound of the noodles thrown into the soup pot, the surroundings were warm, and there was a layer of fog on the window.

The two of them were very close, and the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, and Ye Youyang suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have let him into the kitchen.

"Your craft seems to have regressed a little, don't you make noodles to eat in S City?" Looking at the noodles of different lengths, widths and narrows that Ye Youyang threw into the pot, Xiang Beidou broke the silence again.

"I can't buy authentic good mutton in S City, and I can't buy chewy flour, so I can't make it taste good at all, I made it a few times, and finally gave up completely." Ye Youyang complained.

"It's hard for you to be a northern girl who has been in the south for so many years. I'm sorry, melodious, it's all my fault, it's me who didn't protect you and give you and your children a safe and comfortable home. Xiang Beidou leaned close to her ear and whispered.

Ye Youyang seemed to be burned by the breath coming out of his mouth, and took a few steps back, and his body touched the wall before he was forced to stop.

"Melodious, do you need to be so nervous? Do I look like a pervert? Xiang Beidou said with a hurt face.

"No, you're more terrible than a pervert, he hurts the body, and you're hurting here." Ye Youyang pointed to his chest.

Over the years, she has learned from the pain, and she found that the reason why she fell to such a point was entirely because of the nymphomaniac at the beginning, if it wasn't for his good looks, she wouldn't have brought him home in the Internet café for the first time, and there would have been no more subsequent series of things.

"Melodious, believe me, I want you to be happy more than anyone else in this world." Xiang Beidou's eyes emitted a flame of hot and intense emotion, and the flame was like a wildfire on a mountain slope in late autumn, instantly engulfing Ye Yuyang's reason.

The man's eyes told her that he really loved her, and the man's eyes seemed to melt her flesh and bones, making her want to throw away a qiē and throw herself into his arms.

Xiang Beidou saw that her expression had softened, stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms, Ye Youyang was still carrying a section of noodles in his hand, and he hugged her so coldly, and his long face was thrown onto Xiang Beidou's face by inertia.

Ye Youyang suddenly came to his senses, completely ignoring the fact that both hands were stained with oil, and put one on his Versace white shirt.

The next moment, Ye Youyang saw the oil handprint on his white shirt and was slightly ashamed.

"Take it off quickly, I'll wash it with detergent for you first, otherwise this shirt will be scrapped." Ye Youyang blushed and said.

"You still love to blush so much, you're a mommy of two children." Xiang Beidou didn't care about the white shirt at all, and leaned into her ear and said lingeringly.

"Stand still, I'm going to drive you away like this." Ye Youyang glanced at him and said.

"It's really not my fault that you go and look in the mirror, it's really that your current appearance is too tempting." Xiang Beidou said with a look of grievance.

The way he said this reminded Ye Youyang of the classic line in "Daming Palace Ci": "This girl, please stop your beautiful steps, do you know what kind of mistake you have made?" ”

Ye Youyang turned her head and ran out, standing in front of the dressing mirror to take a look, sure enough, her face was red at this moment, like a delicious apple, no wonder the dead wolf was not serious.

I think when they lived together, every time she stood in the kitchen and pulled the dough sheet, he always liked to come in and help, at that time she always thought that he felt sorry for her, so he would come in to help, and now I understand that he was a weasel who gave the chicken a New Year's greeting and did not have a good heart, no wonder every time they finished eating the piece, he would eat her hard, causing her to exercise too much at night, and her stomach was hungry and growling.

Covering his reddened face, Ye Youyang's heart beat a little fast, and he didn't pay attention to Xiang Beidou and followed up in the bedroom.

"Do you remember that yellow joke I told you?" Xiang Beidou stood behind her and asked softly.

"Fuck off! Don't be serious! Scolding in his mouth, Ye Youyang's mind came up with the yellow joke he once told.

It is said that there was a country man who went out to work for a few months, and when he came home, his wife rolled noodles for him, and then his wife held his pants in one hand and pointed to the boiling pot with the other and said, "Which one to eat first?" ”

The man said, "Eat you first, then the noodles." ”

At that time, when I heard this story told Beidou, the two of them were lying side by side, so ashamed that she drilled straight into his armpit, and he cheekily said in her ear: "Wife, I also think you are more delicious than slices, even if I am hungry and growling, I will definitely eat you first." ”

She scolded "nasty" and turned over to leave him with a back, but he stuck up from behind him like a rice cake, hugged her tightly, and put her hands up and down until she was out of breath, disarmed and surrendered, and then let him conquer the city and fly with him into the clouds.

Ye Youyang was recalling those forbidden pictures in the past, and of course Xiang Beidou's thoughts would not be healthier than her, and the two of them couldn't help but start to gasp slightly.

Xiang Beidou's gaze became cloudy, glancing at her face and chest for a while, and glancing at the bed for a while, the meaning was very obvious.

Ye Youyang was a little confused by him, completely forgetting his position, and it seemed that he wanted to push and half-push.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.