Ji Fanchen immediately gagged her, "Don't tell my sister, I have a photo of her here." “

The little pudding nodded hurriedly, and the little hand moved the mouse dexterously, flipping through Xu Youyou's photos and videos one by one.

These photos and videos are all Xu Youyou's performance photos when he was in school, which was preserved by Ji Fanchen, and some of them were taken when they went out to play together.

In the past six years, Ji Fanchen has changed several computers and countless mobile phones, but this USB flash drive with Xu Youyou's photos has never been changed.

These are the only spiritual food that Ji Fanchen can support until now, and he also relies on these photos to relieve the pain in his heart.

Little Pudding was surprised while looking at the photo, "My sister can play the cello, and Little Pudding has to learn it too." “

Ji Fanchen kissed her pink face, "Okay, when you are older, uncle will ask you for a teacher." “

"Okay, isn't Sister Kesu will? Can I let my sister teach me? “

"Little pudding, my sister's hand is injured and she can't play it now, in the future, don't talk about the cello in front of her, okay?"

Little Pudding nodded obediently, 'Uh-huh' a few times, and then suddenly remembered the purpose of going upstairs.

"My sister made a lot of dishes, let me call Shu Huang to eat."

Then, he didn't forget to kiss Ji Fanchen's face.

Ji Fanchen himself didn't know why his heart had melted since he saw Little Pudding, and he would think of the Fa to fulfill all her wishes.

A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he went downstairs with the little pudding in his arms.

Standing at the top of the stairs, he smelled the aroma of food, and he suddenly felt at home, the girl he liked, cooking his favorite food, holding his beloved daughter in his arms, this kind of scene was something he never dared to dream of, but now it really appeared in front of him.

By the time they stood at the door of the dining room, the food was already on the table.

"My sister is so good, she makes so many dishes, and the little pudding likes it."

Xu Youyou tied her hair with a hairband at will, a few strands of hair on both sides of her forehead hung down naturally, and there were thin beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Her movements were playful and cute, which immersed Ji Fanchen, who was standing on the side.

"Alright, it's time to eat."

There was no child seat, Ji Fanchen put the little pudding on his lap, and that kind of pampering gave Xu Youyou an illusion that they were the real father and daughter.

The little pudding is very well-behaved and dexterous, and she basically doesn't need help with others when she eats, Ji Fanchen just helps her pick up the dishes.

"Shu Xiao, my sister likes that dish, you help my sister clip it."

Ji Fanchen was very obedient and helped Xu Youyou clip some celery.

"Shu Xiao, my sister likes that meat."

Ji Fanchen obediently helped Xu Youyou clip a few ribs again.

Little Pudding smiled with satisfaction, "Little Pudding likes her sister, does Shu Huang like her sister too?" “

Ji Fanchen replied almost instantly, "I like it." “

"Does that sister like Shu millet anymore?"

Little Pudding's dark eyes looked at Xu Youyou, tilting his little head, as if he was looking forward to her answer.

Xu Youyou didn't know how to answer, so he put a little dish into the bowl of the little pudding, "Little pudding, don't talk when eating." “

The little pudding immediately covered his mouth, but a touch of disappointment immediately crossed his face, and he looked up at Ji Fanchen, his big eyes flashed, as if he wanted to say something.

Ji Fanchen looked at her with some distress, pinched her face, and said, "Say whatever you want, my sister won't blame you." “