When Zhai Xiuze was attacked by the enemy on his belly, he revealed his heart to Cheng Siying. He was still waiting for Cheng Siying's answer with affection, but he heard the sound of slippers mopping the floor in the bedroom, and Qian Baoer came out with her stomach in her hands.

"Mommy, I'm hungry."

Cheng Siying breathed a sigh of relief, this embarrassing scene was fortunately resolved by Qian Bao'er. She was afraid that Zhai Xiuze would continue to ask, so she hurriedly stepped forward to hug Qian Bao'er.

Who knew that Zhai Xiuze was one step ahead of her, "What does Qian Bao'er want to eat?" Uncle Zhai will do it for you. ”

"Wait, don't say it yet, let Uncle Zhai guess, if the guess is right, you just nod, okay?"

Qian Bao'er nodded happily, "Okay, okay." ”

"Well, vegetable porridge!"

Cheng Siying pursed the corners of her lips, "Qian Bao'er likes eight-treasure porridge." ”

Zhai Xiuze looked noncommittal, and then he stared at Qian Bao'er sweetly.

Qian Bao'er had a hard time now, he looked at Mommy, then at Uncle Zhai, and finally made up his mind and nodded.

Cheng Siying on the side was poured a basin of cold water, "How is it possible?" Hasn't Qian Bao'er always liked eight-treasure porridge? ”

"Because Mommy likes it, and Qian Baoer likes it too. It's just that Qian Baoer prefers vegetable porridge. ”

With Qian Baoer's approval, Zhai Xiuze became even more arrogant. "Qian Baoer also loves all things related to potatoes."

Qian Bao'er's eyes widened, as if she had met a bosom friend, and she nodded like pounding garlic.

"Well, Qian Bao'er doesn't like to eat meat."

Cheng Siying thought it was incredible, how could this be possible! She suddenly remembered that Zhai Xiuze had said that he felt that all meat products had a fishy smell. "What are you talking about Qian Bao'er's preference? It's your own. ”

Zhai Xiuze didn't refute it at all, and said ambiguously: "It turns out that you always remember it." ”

"You ......" was inexplicably teased again, and Cheng Siying's heart was blocked and warm.

Qian Bao'er shook her head, "It's not because it's fishy. ”

Hearing Qian Baoer's rebuttal, Cheng Siying had an expression of "look at it, guess wrong".

"It's because the animals are cute." The little one's eyes were shining, like the stars in the sky.

The two adults next to him were speechless, and they didn't know how the little guy could have such a heavy compassion.

Cheng Siying kissed Qian Bao'er on the cheek, "Mommy understands, Mommy goes and makes something delicious for Qian Bao'er." ”

As soon as she got up, she heard the two of them shout in unison, "Wait! ”

Cheng Siying looked at the two of them blankly.

Zhai Xiuze and Qian Bao'er looked at each other awkwardly, "I'd better go." "That's right, Mommy, let Uncle Zhai do it."

"What do you two mean?"

"No, it's not interesting."

"I've improved a lot, and chicken soup is not an example."

"Well, yes, but I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if." Zhai Xiuze said and went into the kitchen.

Cheng Siying didn't give up, "Qian Bao'er, is Mommy's cooking really so unpalatable?" ”

Qian Bao'er looked embarrassed, and stepped forward to take Cheng Siying's hand, "Mommy, there is a place in my puzzle that I can't put together, can you come and help me?" "Perfect to digress.

"Hmm......" Cheng Siying helplessly followed Qian Bao'er to the puzzle. She glanced at the figure of Zhai Xiuze in the kitchen, he skillfully tied his apron, and glanced at the position of pots and pans, as if time had not passed, and they were still stuck in the time when they fell in love five years ago.

"Mommy ......"

However, Qian Bao'er's existence reminded her that it had become a memory.