Song Rongchang heard that Li Dahua and Song Baoxuan had invited Fu Yichen to come over for dinner, and he felt that he was full and angry.

Fu Yichen looked at Song Rongchang and asked.

"Uncle, can I come over for dinner?"

Song Rongchang "..."

Facing the eyes of Li Dahua and Song Baoxuan, he said expressionlessly.

“… Well. ”

"Thank you, uncle!"

After Fu Yichen finished eating, he saw that Song Baoxuan was going to clean up the table with Li Dahua, and he said to Song Baoxuan.

"You go and sit."

Then he looked at Li Dahua and said.

"Auntie, I'll help you clean up together."

Li Dahua said with a smile.

"Eh, you're a good kid."

Fu Yichen skillfully took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, and then began to brush the dishes.

Song Baoxuan didn't plan to be idle, Fu Yichen came here to eat, and he was a guest.

The guests are all washing the dishes, how can she be embarrassed to be idle!

Song Baoxuan returned to the room and took out two new rags from the space.

She went to the kitchen to wet one of the rags and prepared to take it out to wipe the table.

Fu Yichen looked at her and said.

"Stop."

Before Song Baoxuan came back, she saw Fu Yichen's hand reaching out from behind and pulling the rag in her hand.

But Song Baoxuan didn't let go, she asked suspiciously.

"Why are you robbing me of a rag?"

"I'll wipe the table, don't move."

"No, how can I let you wash the dishes and put the table again, I'll just wipe it."

"It's okay, let it go."

When Fu Yichen spoke, his breath hit the top of Song Baoxuan's head, and the top of Song Baoxuan's own head was hot.

She turned around, only to find that Fu Yichen was very close to herself, and she and Fu Yichen were pulling the end of the rag alone.

Song Baoxuan said to Fu Yichen.

"Don't rob it, just wipe a table, what's there to grab."

"There's nothing to grab, let it go, huh?"

"If you want to let go, why do you have to rush to wipe the table?"

Fu Yichen looked at Song Baoxuan's puffing appearance, and smiled in his heart, why is Song Baoxuan so cute!

"I can't eat for nothing, so work more and don't fight with me, okay? Is it okay to bring you chocolate at night? ”

Song Baoxuan felt like an angry child being coaxed by Fu Yichen.

Damn, what the hell is this!

Song Baoxuan looked at Fu Yichen and said.

"Fu Yichen, you are poisonous!"

"Huh?"

Li Dahua came in and saw that one of them was pulling the rag on one side, and the rag was still red, so she asked curiously.

"What are you two doing? What about the chapel? ”

Song Baoxuan: "..."

Fu Yichen: "..."

After speaking, Li Dahua also felt that what she said was not quite right, so she hurriedly said.

"Hehe, I said it casually."

Fu Yichen's ears were slightly red, and he said flatly.

"Auntie, I'll wipe the table."

Song Baoxuan let go of the rag, Fu Yichen likes to wipe the table, let him wipe it!

Fu Yichen was about to go back to the company after wiping the table, and he said to Song Rongchang and them.

"Uncle and aunt, I'll go first."

Li Dahua enthusiastically sent Fu Yichen to the door, Song Rongchang sat there motionless, what is there to send, Fu Yichen has to come over for dinner in the evening, he is angry when he thinks of this.

Li Dahua said to Fu Yichen with a smile.

"Yichen, pay attention to safety on the road! In the evening, my aunt will cook a meal and wait for you to come, remember to come. ”

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome."

Song Baoxuan also said to Fu Yichen.

"Stay safe on the road!"

Fu Yichen smiled at Song Baoxuan and said softly.

"Well, wait until I bring you chocolates."

After saying that, Fu Yichen left, and Li Dahua looked at Song Baoxuan and asked.

"Xiaobao, what kind of chocolate do you want to eat, why don't you tell your mother, my mother will buy it for you!"

“… I didn't want to eat it. ”

"Then why did Yi Chen say he wanted to buy it for you?"

"I don't know about her. Mother, I want to eat rice noodles and tamales at night. ”

Li Dahua immediately didn't bother with any chocolate, she said to Song Baoxuan.

"Okay, that mother will make you rice noodles and steamed pork at night."

"Well, mother, the rice noodles and steamed pork you made are the best."

"Just slap me on the back!"

"Hee-hee, I'm telling the truth, the rice noodles and steamed pork made by my mother are the best."

"Look at your little sweet mouth, did you steal honey just now?"

Song Baoxuan hugged Li Dahua's arm and said.

"No, because I'm a mother's cookie!"

Li Dahua smiled and went to prepare the ingredients for the evening, especially the rice noodles and tamales.