Su Shirin glanced at it, saw his confused little cub, beckoned, and called people over.

Zhou Zhou was close to his mother, holding back doubts in his heart, and from time to time he went back to see the situation in the kitchen.

Of course, Qi Yan is not a person who likes to camp in the kitchen when he is idle, and if he has the hobby of going to the kitchen every once in a while, the chef at home will probably have an unstable sleep.

It must be that their food is not delicious, otherwise why would the gentleman always think about cooking himself?

Only Su Shirin could wait so calmly for Qi Yan to finish his busy work in the kitchen.

Speaking of the kitchen at home, the number of times it is used may not exceed ten fingers, and when Qi Yan saw that there were still unopened dishes and chopsticks and kitchenware in the cabinet, he almost knew how they ate at home.

Turning around and looking through the transparent glass door, you can see the woman casually pressing the remote control and watching TV with the cub in her arms, a little careless.

But in fact, this is just an illusion, her posture is upright, but her shoulders are relaxed, giving people the illusion that she is in a relaxed state at this time.

Qi Yan could probably guess why she was doing this, he turned around and continued to cook.

When the fragrance of the meal wafted out and Su Shilin took Zhou Zhou to sit down at the dining table, Qi Yan took the initiative to speak:

"Try it, like it or not."

When speaking, the two people meet their eyes, one with a smile in his eyes, the other with a defensive look, and the painting style is completely different.

After Zhou Zhou got Su Shirin's approval, he immediately raised his special little fork.

One blow hit, forked a piece of meat, Zhou Zhou took a bite, squinted his eyes contentedly, delicious!

All of them let people enter the room, and Su Shirin at this time was not polite to him, but there was a big living person in front of him, and when she was still eating, she couldn't be invisible.

"Sit and eat together."

If you are invited, you can also give the impression that you are used to giving orders.

Qi Yan thought that her temper had really always been like this, and it had not changed.

The guest is as the host, Qi Yan will not refuse the invitation of Su Shilin as the host.

Of course, there are not many guests who need to go to the kitchen themselves.

Qi Yan really sat down opposite her, it was not unheard of when she was on the show before, but at that time, there were people around, not only people, but also many shots, which were difficult to arouse Su Shirin's wariness of Qi Yan.

But now it's different, in a relatively private environment, and it's her own territory, within the range, Qi Yan sits with her to eat with her in such a grand manner, which still gives her a very different feeling.

Su Shirin frowned, she didn't like Qi Yan always giving her a different feeling from others.

"Hurry up and leave when you're done."

Before the meal was finished, she drove people away, and she was rightly angry.

Qi Yan didn't directly agree this time, but waited for a while before speaking, and his voice was still noble and moving: "The treatment of my guest is really not good, right, Xiao Rin?"

What kind of guest are you, who said you are a guest!

Su Shirin's eyes widened, as if he was stunned by Qi Yan's brazenness, he himself was cheeky and glued up, and he was embarrassed to say that he was a guest!

….

Zhou Zhou bit his little spoon, there was still unfinished egg custard in his bowl, and his big eyes as beautiful as crystal grapes blinked, looking back and forth between Qi Yan and Su Shirin.

The corner of Su Shirin's eyes noticed that the little cub was not eating well, and stretched out his finger to flick his head.

"Don't look at it."

Zhou Zhou was very temperamental, gave up the little spoon he was biting, and continued to bury his head in cooking.

After solving the little guy, she glanced at the uninvited guest on the opposite side again, Qi Yan smiled lowly, stopped talking, and continued to eat.

Like Zhouzhou, in front of Su Shirin, he was very temperamental.

But between them

It seems that there is more than this, Zhouzhou has almost no one taught him to eat, he eats very organized, one bite of food and one dish, in order, and when he eats, it is like pressing the mute button, and there is almost no noise.

Qi Yan, who was sitting opposite them, was the same, and compared to the soft and glutinous buns, his eating action had an elegant and flowing beauty.

At first glance, he is the kind of person who has received an aristocratic education and has an extraordinary background.

Su Shirin grinded his teeth secretly, and the more he looked at Qi Yan, the more unpleasant he became.

However, after the meal was over, Qi Yan had no intention of leaving.

Su Shirin went to wash the dishes, she didn't plan to call Qi Yan this time, after all, this matter is her own home, except for things that she is not good at, such as cooking, her own affairs are solved by herself.

But Qi Yan stopped her.

The natural difference in body shape between men and women made Qi Yan's hand cover the back of her hand, which immediately created an ambiguous atmosphere.

Of course, it is also possible that these two overlapping hands are a little too beautiful.

The flesh and bones of that hand were well-proportioned, the knuckles were slender, white as jade, with a hint of warmth, so shocked that Su Shirin immediately clasped Qi Yan's wrist with his backhand.

"Mom?"

Zhou Zhou was a little sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, did he see it wrong just now, his mother didn't mean to fight with Uncle Qi.

Su Shirin immediately let go of his hand when Zhou Zhou spoke.

"Are you sleepy?"

Zhou Zhou nodded his little head, and he asked Su Shirin, "Is Uncle Qi sleeping at our house today?"

If there was one more person in the family, Zhouzhou should have been a little repulsive.

But Uncle Qi is a little different from others, Uncle Qi is very good, he can teach himself to play chess, he can tell stories to himself, and he can also cook for them.

Moreover, Zhou Zhou quietly bred a new idea in his heart, he felt that if Uncle Qi was at home, he seemed to have a father.

They sat together to eat, talk together, watch TV, and Mom and Dad were where he could see when he looked up.

The child's head was full of boundless thoughts, but Su Shilin lightly extinguished Zhouzhou's fantasy with a sentence, "No, he won't stay at our house."

Qi Yan can go wherever she wants, but she can't do it here anyway.

The gate was welded, and there was no way for him to come in.

Oh, Zhou Zhou lowered his little head, a little disappointed in his heart, and mourned for a second for the disillusionment that had made him jump a little in his heart just now.

Su Shirin took Zhouzhou to the bathroom, and the little guy washed it by himself, and she also washed it by the way.

It wasn't until she watched Zhouzhou on the bed with heavy eyelids and finally fell asleep that she walked out of the bedroom door.

The living room is quiet, and the kitchen is the same, the dirty dishes and chopsticks have been cleaned and cleaned up, and the countertop is as clean as new, just like the snail girl has been.

Su Shirin clasped his arms in his hands, how to describe it in one word?

Virtuous?

Qi Yan is really a virtuous man.

It's a pity she doesn't like it.

Thinking so, she planned to go to the glass of ice water in the refrigerator, but after walking two steps, she caught a glimpse of a figure on the balcony without the lights on, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

(End of chapter)

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