Ruan Xiaoqi, who was eavesdropping, glanced around with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and pointed her finger weakly.

Qin Qingdi, who was sitting across the dining table, was dizzy from cuteness.

She tugged at Bai Yuchen's sleeve and cried, "Such a cute softness, why did you let Brother Jiu take it away......

There are three black lines at the corners of Bai Yuchen's forehead.

He shook his head speechlessly, and glanced at Gu Feiyang without a trace.

Gu Feiyang leaned back in the chair and crossed Erlang's legs, casually flipping through the news on the forum.

Bai Yuchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes inadvertently swept over the news headline-

What are the subsidy policies for pig breeding?

Bai Yuchen: "......"

Brother, when you pretend, can you choose a news that matches your identity?

……

After lunch, Gu Feiyang and the others left.

Ruan Munan went to the company, and Yan Jiuyuan also said goodbye and left after getting the needle.

There are only three people left in the villa, Ruan Qi, Xijiu and Damai Baobao, as well as two dogs, Dafen and Xiaomin.

After Xi Jiu finished washing the fruit, Ruan Qi came to him with a pillow and quietly looked at him with his spare eyes.

The man pretended not to see the little girl's peeping, lowered his head and picked up a pear and peeled it.

The little girl stared at him for two seconds, her little eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

The corners of Xi Jiu's lips hooked without a trace.

The little girl began to pick at the pillow in a tangled way.

She picked at it for a moment, then coughed pretendedly.

"Jiujiu Ya ......"

Xi Jiu's drooping dark eyes crossed a smile.

He put the pear down and looked up at her intently, "Huh? ”

Ruan Qi was 'Huh? The little blushed.

She stretched out her little paws and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and said softly, "Jiujiu, the soup made by my aunt is delicious." ”

Xi Jiujun's eyebrows moved, and he said softly.

The little girl's beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked, pretending to be a little gluttonous cat.

"Jiujiu, such a delicious soup, I still want to drink it." She licked her mouth greedily, and then pretended to be tangled and wrinkled her eyebrows, "But my aunt is busy taking care of my uncle, and I'm embarrassed to trouble her." ”

After speaking, she sighed listlessly, "Hey, it would be nice if someone could learn from my aunt's craft!" ~”

Xi Jiu looked at the little girl on the upper body of the drama spirit, and the smile in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

He wiped his hands with a tissue, then pinched her chin and lifted her little face up.

The little girl immediately showed an expression of 'I can't drink the soup, I can't even poop smoothly'.

Xi Jiu couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed lowly.

"Baby wants soup so much?"

The little girl nodded hurriedly.

Xi Jiu: "Then I'll let the chef at home cook it for you?" ”

"No way!" The little girl immediately shook her head into a rattle, "Auntie makes the best taste!" ”

After speaking, she was still afraid that he would not believe it, so she puffed out her cheeks and repeated, "It's super delicious!" ”

Xi Jiu looked at the little girl's peach blossom eyes full of nervousness and expectation, and her cold heart softened a little.

He chuckled and reached out to take her into his arms.

"I'll ask her to teach me how to make soup." The man gently dropped a kiss on the top of the little girl's head, "Thank you, baby." ”

……

In the evening, Xi's house was in the courtyard.

Xi Jiu stood outside the door, silently looking at the door that had separated him for twenty-six years.

Footsteps suddenly sounded inside the door, and then the door clicked and the door slowly opened.

Duan Wei, who came out, couldn't help but stiffen her expression when she saw Xi Jiu.

Her reflexive cold face, tight thin lips looked a little unkind.

Xi Jiu's gaze swept over Duan Wei's cold face, and then landed on her pale hand, her eyes flickering slightly.

He stared at her hand for two seconds.

"Do you have time?" Xi Jiu asked in a deep voice.

Duan Wei's grip on the doorknob shook slightly, and she let out a stiff 'um'.

Xi Jiu lifted the thermos pot in his hand and said expressionlessly: "Xiao Qi likes your soup, can you teach me?" ”