Fu Yichen got off work on time again, and he still remembered to bring chocolates to Song Baoxuan.

He handed the chocolate to Song Baoxuan and said.

"Your chocolate."

Song Baoxuan especially wants to say, no, it's your chocolate.

"Okay, thank you!"

The chocolate that Fu Yichen brought over looked very high-end.

Li Dahua put on an apron and looked at Fu Yichen and said.

"Yichen, you wash your hands first, and there is one last dish."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you, Auntie!"

Fu Yichen said to Song Baoxuan.

"Are you going to go out for a walk tomorrow?"

"I'm going out to buy something tomorrow."

"Then I'll go with you, I'll be free tomorrow."

Song Baoxuan looked up at Fu Yichen, Fu Yichen grew a little taller, Song Baoxuan couldn't understand why she couldn't grow taller.

Song Baoxuan said with envy.

"Why are you so tall?"

"It's good that I can just see your head spinning."

Song Baoxuan covered the top of his head and said.

"Don't discriminate against my height, be careful if I jump up and hit you."

Fu Yichen smiled softly, pressed the hand above Song Baoxuan's head and said.

"No need to jump, I can go down."

Song Baoxuan subconsciously pulled her hand down, and Fu Yichen's hand fell on the top of her head.

Fu Yichen felt that Song Baoxuan's hair was rubbed softly and then stopped, and then he was about to wash his hands, but in fact, he didn't want to wash his hands very much.

It is also possible to wash one hand.

Well, just wash one!

When he came back, Song Rongchang happened to come out of the kitchen.

Song Rongchang looked at Fu Yichen for the first time, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Yichen standing there in an orderly manner.

Song Rongchang said to Song Baoxuan.

"Girl, it's time to eat."

"Okay, I'll go get the bowl."

Fu Yichen's voice came out.

"I'll get the bowl."

Li Dahua saw that Fu Yichen only washed one hand, so he asked curiously.

"Yi Chen, why don't you just wash one hand?"

Fu Yichen said lightly.

"That hand doesn't have to be washed."

Li Dahua was a little puzzled, why didn't the other one need to be washed, but the dishes she served were a little hot, so she didn't continue to ask Fu Yichen.

After Fu Yichen took the bowl and put it on the table, Song Baoxuan served Song Rongchang and Li Dahua rice.

She asked when she was serving Fu Yichen a meal.

"Fu Yichen, how much do you want to eat? I'll fill it for you? ”

"Well, it's full."

Fu Yichen looked at the home-cooked food on the table, and felt very appetizing, much more delicious than those at home.

After eating, Fu Yichen helped clean up the table, Song Baoxuan sat on the sofa, she felt a little lazy!

Fu Yichen noticed Song Baoxuan staring at him and asked.

"Do you want to eat fruit?"

"No, I'll help you!"

"Don't move, I'll come, if you want to help, turn on the TV."

Song Baoxuan: "..."

"I don't feel like I'm doing anything well."

"Then come and help me dry the clean dishes."

"Okay."

Song Rongchang watched Song Baoxuan follow Fu Yichen into the kitchen, his face darkened again.

Li Dahua asked when he saw that his whole body exuded an aura of displeasure.

"What's wrong with you again? I have a feeling that when you come to the capital, something is always wrong. ”

"You go to the kitchen."

"Huh? I'm going to wipe the table, what are I doing in the kitchen? ”

"Are you going to let your daughter stay with that kid?"

Li Dahua looked into the kitchen, the kitchen door was not closed, and Fu Yichen and Song Baoxuan were not close, and there was no sign of anything.

She said to Song Rongchang speechlessly.

"Isn't it all possible for us to see this? You have a problem with your mind, I don't bother to talk to you. ”

"If you don't go, I'll go."

"Okay, if you like to toss, just toss!"

Song Rongchang strode into the kitchen, and he said to Song Baoxuan.

"Girl, you go and help Daddy peel an apple."

"Dad, wait a minute, I'll wash the fruit for you when the dishes are washed, there aren't many bowls left."

"Go now, I'll come to the bowl."

Seeing that Song Rongchang was so resolute, Song Baoxuan quickly wiped the bowl in his hand and put it aside.

"Okay, then I'll peel the apple."

Song Rongchang took over Song Baoxuan's work, and Fu Yichen's expression did not change at all.

Fu Yichen calmly handed the cleaned bowl to Song Rongchang, and Song Rongchang took the bowl in Fu Yichen's hand with a snort.

He said with a blank face.

"I'm just such a girl, I'm going to keep her by my side in the future."

Fu Yichen's hand washing the dishes paused, and then continued to wash.