"It's hot here, I'll take it out when it's done." Qi Shunhua coaxed Qiqi standing beside him like a child.

"It's not hot."

The small milk pot on the gas stove, the small blisters at the bottom kept bubbling up.

Qi Shunhua turned around and opened the refrigerator to take out a white egg, and looked at Qiqi, who was burying his head in scooping watermelon with a soup spoon, "I also want to eat watermelon." ”

Qiqi was stunned for a moment, showed a sweet smile, found his soup spoon from the cupboard, scooped up a piece of watermelon of suitable size, and put it to his mouth, he bent it slightly, his red lips opened, and he bit the watermelon and ate it into his mouth, the red juice overflowed, and he stretched out his tongue and licked it lightly.

Qiqi looked at this scene, suddenly had a strange feeling, her heartbeat also accelerated, she tilted her head, not understanding the source of this strangeness.

The small bubbles in the milk pot turn into large bubbles and finally boil.

Qi Shunhua beat the eggs and put them into the hand-made surface, stirring gently with chopsticks, and looked serious as if he was making handicrafts.

The slender soup spoon reached to his mouth, and he turned his face, with crescent-shaped peach blossom eyes, looked at Qiqi, and bit the watermelon with a smile.

That smile, like a blooming peach blossom petal, rushed to his face, Qiqi lowered his head, looking at the red soil watermelon thoughtfully.

didn't think about it for too long, Qiqi took a bite of watermelon himself, and then gave Qi Shunhua a spoonful of watermelon.

Qi Shunhua ate the watermelon fed by Qiqi while putting down the noodles, and when he finally put in the beef sauce and lettuce, he stirred it gently, and the noodles came out of the pot.

Half of the watermelon in Qiqi's hand was almost finished.

Holding the remaining watermelon, Qiqi followed Qi Shunhua back to the living room.

Qi Shunhua vigorously picked up the ramen, the wind of the ceiling fan blew away the heat on the noodles, and after a few rounds, he no longer felt so hot, so he pushed the porcelain bowl to the side in front of the hungry Qiqi.

Qiqi, who was already impatient, took the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the noodles and snorted. Qi Shunhua sat next to her, took the watermelon, and cleaned up the mess.

After drinking the last drop of soup, Qiqi put down the porcelain bowl he was holding with satisfaction, because his hot and round cheeks were red, like a pink and red Fuji to be gnawed.

With his hands on his knees, his chin close to his neck, and his head buried low, Qiqi turned sideways and apologized seriously: "Shunhua, I was too forgetful at noon, and I forgot to read the information on my mobile phone, I'm sorry." ”

Qi Shunhua, who was concentrating on the watermelon peel and drawing with a knife, raised her eyes to look at her and sighed, "I can't do anything to you except forgive you." ”

"You can hit me." Qiqi lowered his head and held his soft hands and raised them to Qi Shunhua's eyes. When she was naughty when she was young and didn't want to cultivate, her mother would ask her to stretch out her handboard, put on a bamboo stick, and then lift weights and stand up, or just grab and beat her, wanting to overcome her mother's heart, so that she could practice hard.

Qi Shunhua blinked his eyes wide, a little frightened, and thought about it, this must be Qiqi's mother's education method. He put down the handmade knife, pinched her chin with one hand, raised her head, and let the eyes of the two look directly, the eyes of peach blossom petals, and the bridge of the tall nose broke into Qiqi's sight like this, and slapped her palm with the other hand, and said seriously: "This time I only hit once, and next time I do it again, I will hit it twice." ”。

Everything around seemed to have been wiped away, even the powerful ceiling fan was silent, everything was shielded, and Qiqi's eyes seemed to be only Qi Shunhua opposite, and he could only see his mouth shape and couldn't hear what he said.