"Actually, Third Master, you are so busy that you don't have to go to such trouble to send it over."

Jian Chu looked at the two big bags on the cooking table and said in an urn voice.

Feng Yichen casually picked up the water cup on the side, took a shallow sip, and said softly: "It's not troublesome." ”

Looking at the quilt in the man's hand, Jian Chu's whole person was not good, and he glared at Feng Yichen with some resentment: "Third master, that's my cup." ”

Feng Yichen put it down disappreciatively: "I know." ”

Jian Chu: "......"

"Third Master!" Jian Chu took a deep breath and called out very solemnly.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her, and motioned for her to say.

Jian Chu's eyes widened, and he felt that he had to make it clear to this man today.

It's too untimely to go on like this.

Originally, the words of the stomach, under the man's narrow and deep eyes, were stuck in his throat, and as soon as the words came out, the taste changed.

"Third master, you go to the living room first, I'll cook, there is a lot of smoke here."

Feng Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he chuckled, answered a 'um' in a low voice, and then went out.

Jian Chu patted his head in annoyance, only to feel that he was too unproductive.

In the living room, Xiao Yi's eyes kept looking in the direction of the kitchen, and when he knew that Feng Yichen was coming out, he immediately withdrew his gaze and sat straight and watched TV.

Feng Yichen walked over and sat down next to him, his posture relaxed and lazy.

In the living room, the TV is noisy, and in the kitchen, the sound of a woman busy can be heard clearly.

Feng Yichen looked at the well-behaved little guy beside him, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually deepened.

This kind of atmosphere makes him very comfortable.

There is a sense of satisfaction that cannot be put into words.

Xiao Yi turned his head suddenly, and saw Feng Yichen looking at him with a smile, his little face turned a little red.

"Uncle Feng." Suddenly, he called.

Feng Yichen squinted his eyes, a little lazy, and his voice was a little more easy-going and close: "Huh? ”

Xiao Yi looked at the man in front of him, then looked in the direction of the kitchen, and slowly knelt down on the sofa, his voice very quiet.

"Uncle Feng, do you like me...... My aunt? ”

Feng Yichen's eyes flashed a trace of astonishment, and then he looked at the little guy who was a little nervous in front of him, and chuckled.

There was a bit of interest in his eyes: "What do you think?" ”

Xiao Yi thought about it and nodded with a bit of tentativeness: "Like it?" ”

The corners of Feng Yichen's mouth raised a pleasant arc: "Well, I like it." ”

Xiao Yi's eyes were full of surprise, and the whole person was a little excited and couldn't sit still.

At the same time, I thought in my heart, Uncle Feng likes her, is that right, Uncle Feng can be his father?

Feng Yichen looked at Xiao Yi, his heart was inexplicably hot, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the location of the kitchen.

Everyone knew he liked her, why didn't that little idiot know?

The two people have different thoughts.

On TV, I don't know when I tuned to a TV drama channel.

A large-scale family ethics drama.

At this moment, she is playing a woman who has abandoned her husband and children, and has found a rich man in the city.

Later, the man learned that the woman had a son in her hometown, so he was angry and had a big fight with the woman, and then he dragged the woman to divorce.

Xiao Yi, who was rejoicing, saw this plot and was immediately frightened to the point that his face turned white.

Hurriedly took the remote control and changed it.

But the words that slowly came to my mind were the man's angry scolding of the woman's deception, and the whole person seemed to have been splashed with a basin of ice water, wow, cool, wow, cool.