After eating, Cheng Haoxuan consciously went to wash the dishes, Cheng Yao rubbed his well-fed stomach, very satisfied, um~ There is a male ticket who will help you wash the dishes, don't be too happy!

I was thinking about taking a picture and sending it to my mother, when I suddenly remembered that I couldn't let my family know the fact that they were living together, so I dispelled my thoughts.

At this time, Cheng's mother called.

"Eat that dried fish, is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh, super delicious!" Cheng Yao was full of praise.

Cheng's mother was very happy and asked, "You go out to eat, will the chef get it for you?" ”

"The chef won't do it, I'll do it myself." Cheng Yao lied and looked at the night scene outside the window.

Cheng's mother asked where they got it, and Cheng Yao said that it was made in a private dish in the dormitory area near the school, and Cheng's mother did not suspect it.

"The rice that Haoxuan brought from his grandfather that day was very delicious, and your father said it was good."

"Well, today he also brought dried bamboo shoots from his grandfather, which are also super delicious." Cheng Yao sat on the sofa and said.

Cheng's mother smiled and asked some more things, most of which were related to life.

"You two have to be good outside, you can't quarrel, you know?" Cheng's mother said, "You can't make a little temper and lose your temper because of a little thing......"

These words still sound okay at first, but the more I listen to them, the more strange they become, and the more I listen to them, the more they seem to remind her and count her down.

Because what Cheng's mother said in her mouth, "emotional", "petty", and "too bad-tempered" is absolutely her, no one else!

Cheng Yao sighed helplessly, rubbed his brows, and wondered if he wanted to refute a few words with his mother, or listen directly to the lecture and not squeak?

Well, based on years of experience, it's better not to say anything.

Finally, I got my mother done.

Cheng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, Cheng Haoxuan washed the cherries, walked over, put the fruit plate in front of her, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Why does my mother always dislike my strength?" Cheng Yao buried his head in Cheng Haoxuan's arms.

Cheng Haoxuan smiled and rubbed her head, "Anyway, I don't dislike you!" As he spoke, he kissed the top of her hair.

"Alas......" Cheng Yao said with an old-fashioned look, "As a female paper life who is always disliked by her own mother, you don't understand, you don't understand!" ”

Cheng Haoxuan was amused by her, shook his head, and picked up a cherry, "If you have that heart to think about those things, why don't we practice how to make a cherry stalk knot?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Cheng Yao instantly retreated a distance, like a girl about to be raped, looking at Cheng Haoxuan with guarded eyes.

He's really going to be laughed to death by his own baby, alas...... Why are they so eccentric?

(33: Alas...... I just want to say, the drama is enough! ）

The two quarreled for a while, Cheng Yao began to hold the notebook codeword, originally there was still some Kawen, remembered the method that Xia Wei said to write a dead person, so he tried to use it, and the result was really smooth!

And even Cheng Haoxuan called her, she didn't respond.

After Cheng Yao coded a large paragraph, he looked at the number of words, Mom, just like that, he had already written more than 4,000 words!

So - is writing a person to death really the most effective way to deal with Kavin?

Cheng Yao was embarrassed and embarrassed.

"It's time to go to bed, still holding your notebook?" Cheng Haoxuan looked at the screen that was still lit with some jealousy, "If you don't sleep again, I'll throw away your notebook tomorrow!" ”