Qin Siyu was woken up by thirst, Zheng Yufei was in an unstable mood today, cooking with salt was neither light nor heavy, and Qin Siyu felt the dryness in his throat in his sleep.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the door, and as soon as he arrived at the staircase, he saw Zheng Yufei standing at the door, wearing a coat as if he was leaving, Qin Siyu's eyes widened instantly.

His father obviously wanted Zheng Yufei to stay, although he still had a calm expression on his face, Qin Siyu could see that Qin Eyu was already anxious.

"Auntie......" Qin Siyu made a sleepy look, walked downstairs and hugged Zheng Yufei's legs, "I'm thirsty and want to drink fruit tea." ”

Qin Yumo obviously didn't understand what Qin Siyu meant, and looked down at his youngest son seriously.

"Get it yourself."

Qin Siyu glanced at him, and couldn't help but scold his "stupid" father in his heart.

He's obviously trying to keep his mother, hey!

"I don't." Qin Siyu sat on the ground and stuck to Zheng Yufei's leg like a liar, "Auntie, dinner is too salty." ”

Qin Yumo raised his eyebrows, it's good to have something to eat, this kid is still picky!

Before Qin Yumo could reprimand, Zheng Yufei opened his mouth first.

"You go sit on the couch for a while, and Auntie will make you tea." Zheng Yufei also knew that she was heavy when she was cooking today, and she was ashamed to say that she even felt panicked when she ate it herself.

Zheng Yufei finally dispelled the idea of leaving immediately, and re-walked into the door to make tea for the little guy.

"You're going too far." Qin Yumo grabbed Qin Siyu's collar and dragged him to the sofa to sit down.

Qin Siyu squinted at Qin Yumo, and scolded him in his heart for not understanding the amorous feelings. Obviously, he has worked so hard to help him keep Zheng Yufei, but he still has to reprimand himself!

Qin Siyu's small body twisted, turned his head and hugged his arms and ignored Qin Yumo.

Qin Yumo looked at Zheng Yufei's busy figure in the kitchen, and also took off his coat to help.

Qin Yumo has fruit tea bags at home, but they all have the ingredients of black tea, Zheng Yufei was worried that the children would not be able to sleep after drinking tea at night, so they did not brew it directly.

Fortunately, Zheng Yufei bought a lot of fresh fruits when she came in the evening, so she took out the ingredients and put them aside for later use.

"Where's the juicer...... Zheng Yufei squatted next to the cupboard and muttered, she obviously saw a juicer when she was cooking dinner, but she couldn't find it now.

As soon as Qin Yumo entered the kitchen, she saw Zheng Yufei squatting on the ground and didn't know what to mutter, and suddenly, she stood up.

Zheng Yufei squatted for a while, and when she stood up suddenly, all the blood poured into her legs, Zheng Yufei was dizzy for a while, and almost hit her head on the cabinet door above.

"Be careful." Qin Yumo's eyes were quick, and he reached out to cushion the top of Zheng Yufei's head.

Zheng Yufei's head was hot, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Thank you." Zheng Yufei thanked Qin Yumo shyly, and as soon as she was shy, Qin Yumo was also scared for some reason.

"What is this going to do?" Qin Yumo turned his head away, picked up an orange on the board, and covered up his unnaturalness, "Make fresh fruit tea?" There are tea bags at home. ”

Zheng Yufei shook his head: "The child is too young, it's not good to drink too many processed drinks, and I'm worried that he won't be able to sleep."

Qin Yumo looked at her, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. Maybe it's really a mother-son connection, although Zheng Yufei doesn't remember anything, she still subconsciously thinks about everything for Qin Siyu.

Zheng Yufei opened the cabinet door above her head and finally found the juicer. Qin Luomo is obviously not a person who often cooks at home, even the packaging box of the juicer is brand new.

"That's so high." Zheng Yufei stood on tiptoe and struggled to reach the box of the juicer.

Several times my fingertips had touched the edge of the box, but I still couldn't reach it. Zheng Yufei smiled dumbly, and for a while, she didn't know whether to blame herself for being too short or to blame Qin Luomo's cabinet for being too tall.

Qin Luomo put down the orange in his hand, walked behind her and took the juicer down very easily.

Zheng Yufei suddenly felt oppressed in her back, and she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster. Qin Yumo's chest, which was tightly wrapped under her shirt, inadvertently brushed her back, causing Zheng Yufei's face to turn red.

Zheng Yufei subconsciously turned around and looked at Qin Yumo unexpectedly. His dark eyes looked straight at Zheng Yufei, her white silhouette reflected in Qin Yumo's eyes, lighting up his deep gaze.

It's like fireworks in the sky, like a touch of ...... in the galaxy

Zheng Yufei wanted to turn around, but she couldn't take her eyes off Qin Yumo's very close face, and the heartbeats of the two of them rang like thunder.

Before Qin Yumo could put down the things in his hand, his posture was ambiguous at the moment, as if he was hugging Zheng Yufei.

He really wanted to take Zheng Yufei into his arms.

How many years have you not held her? Time has passed for a long, long time, just like a previous life, so that this moment of closeness is like a gift.

Just when Qin Yumo couldn't control his impulse, Zheng Yufei suddenly reacted.

"Ahem, I'm sorry." Zheng Yufei looked away unnaturally, it was really crazy that she and Qin Yumo had maintained this posture for so long.

"It's okay." Qin Yumo also lowered his arm, took out the brand-new juicer and washed it wildly at the faucet.

Qin Siyu, who had been peeking at the door for a long time, withdrew his little head with some disappointment, his father was too reserved!

And the atmosphere in the kitchen has been extremely embarrassing, one by one cleaning the juicer over and over again, one mind floating to cut fruit, several times almost hurt his hand.

The juicer was ravaged three times under Qin Yumo's hands, and he finally lost the reason to divert his attention, but Qin Yumo didn't want to leave at all, and stood quietly to the side watching Zheng Yufei's careful movements.

Zheng Yufei sensed that Qin Yumo was staring at him intently, his hand slipped, and the round passion fruit rolled around on the board.

She looked at the sharp kitchen knife on her phone with some trepidation, but fortunately she reacted quickly, and the knife almost fell on the back of her hand.

"I'll do it." Qin Yumo took a step forward and found a reason for himself to stay by the way.

Qin Yumo took the knife, and his slender fingers accidentally touched Zheng Yufei's smooth skin, and the two of them trembled again.

Strange, I'm still embarrassed to my wife. Qin Yumo viciously cut the passion fruit in half, as if he was taking this round little thing as an object of venting.

Zheng Yufei's hands suddenly became idle, so she found a small milk pot and washed it aside.

By the way, I picked up the pineapple in the bag, took a smaller fruit knife from the shelf where the kitchen utensils were placed, and patiently peeled the pineapple.

The awkward aura between the two suddenly turned into tacit cooperation, Zheng Yufei put down the peeled pineapple, and Qin Yumo consciously picked it up and cut it into small pieces.

Zheng Yufei peeled the orange peel, and Qin Yumo squeezed the pineapple pieces into juice and poured them out for later use. With the cooperation of the two, the tedious work was quickly completed.

Zheng Yufei poured all kinds of juice into the small milk pot and boiled it on low heat.

The busy two leaned on the edge of the stove and glanced at each other, and smiled in unison.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at swordsmanship." Zheng Yufei laughed.

Qin Yumo, who was praised by his daughter-in-law, suddenly became a little embarrassed, "When Siyu was young, I cooked for him, but I haven't done it in the past few years. ”

Zheng Yufei smiled and chatted for a while. In the small milk pot behind them, the liquid was already bubbling, and the fruit tea was almost ready.

"It seems that there is almost something...... Zheng Yufei stirred the fruit tea in the pot, and always felt as if she had forgotten something, "It's rock sugar!" ”

Before the words fell, Qin Yumo had already thrown two pieces of rock candy into it, and took a spoon to help stir it.

"Do you know how?" Zheng Yufei was a little surprised.

Qin Yumo's movements in his hands were stunned, he would indeed do it, and it was Zheng Yufei who taught him.

"When I was in college, something happened and it was the first time I drank fruit tea like this."