Chapter 107
Su Shilin glanced at him, saw his little boy in a daze, waved his hand, and called him over.

Zhou Zhou clung to his mother, suffocating doubts in his heart, and went back to check the situation in the kitchen from time to time.

Of course, Qi Yan is not someone who likes to spend time in the kitchen when he has nothing to do, and if he has the hobby of going to the kitchen every now and then, the chef at home will probably not sleep well.

It must be that their food is not delicious, otherwise why would my husband always think about cooking by himself?
Only Su Shilin could calmly wait for Qi Yan to finish working in the kitchen.

Speaking of the kitchen at home, the number of times it is used may not exceed ten fingers. When Qi Yan sees that there are still unopened dishes and kitchen utensils in the cabinet, he almost knows how they eat at home. up.

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

But in fact, this is just an illusion. Her posture is correct, but her shoulders are relaxed, which creates an illusion that she is in a relaxed state at this time.

Qi Yan probably guessed why she did this, he turned around and continued cooking.

When the smell of the food wafted out and Su Shilin sat down at the dining table with Zhou Zhou, Qi Yan took the initiative to speak:
"Try it and see if you like it or not."

When talking, the eyes of the two people meet, one with a smile in his eyes and the other with a defensive look, their painting styles are completely different.

After getting Su Shilin's approval, Zhouzhou immediately raised his special fork in applause.

With one hit, Zhou Zhou got a piece of meat with a fork, and squinted his eyes contentedly, it was delicious!
People have already entered the room, Su Shilin at this time is not polite to him, but there is a big living person in front of him, and she can't pretend to be invisible when she is eating.

"Sit and eat together."

Inviting words can also give the feeling of being used to calling the shots.

Qi Yan thought, her temper has always been like this, and has not changed.

The guest is up to 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 cook in the kitchen themselves.

Qi Yan really sat down opposite her. It's not like she didn't do it before on the show, but at that time, there were people around, not only people, but also a lot of scenes. It was hard to arouse Su Shilin's love for Qi Yan alert mentality.

But it's different now, in a relatively private environment, and within his own 'territory', Qi Yan sitting with her for dinner in such a grand manner still gave her a very different feeling.

Su Shilin frowned, she didn't like how Qi Yan always made her feel different from others.

"Leave as soon as you finish eating."

Before the meal was finished, she chased people away, confidently and confidently.

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

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

Su Shilin's eyes widened, as if he was stunned by Qi Yan's brazenness, he had the audacity to stick it up, and he had the nerve to say that he was a guest!
Zhou Zhou bit his small spoon, there was still unfinished custard in his bowl, his big eyes as beautiful and watery as crystal grapes blinked and blinked, looking back and forth between Qi Yan and Su Shilin.

From the corner of Su Shilin's eyes, he noticed that the little boy was not eating well, so he stretched out his fingers and flicked his forehead.

"Don't read it."

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

After finishing dealing with the little guy, she glanced at the uninvited guest opposite, Qi Yan gave a low laugh, stopped talking, and continued to eat.

Like Zhou Zhou, in front of Su Shilin, he has no temper.

However, the similarities between them seem to be more than that. No one taught Zhou Zhou how to eat, and he ate very well. Like the keys, there is almost no noise.

The same was true for Qi Yan who was sitting across from them, and compared to the soft and glutinous buns, his eating movements had an elegant and flowing beauty.

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

Su Shilin gritted his teeth secretly, the more he looked at Qi Yan, the more unpleasant he became.

However, after the meal was over, Qi Yan didn't intend to leave.

Su Shilin went to wash the dishes and didn't intend to use Qi Yan this time. After all, this is her own home. Except for cooking, which she is not good at, she solves her own affairs 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, immediately creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

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

That hand was well-proportioned, with slender knuckles, and it was as white as jade, with a hint of warmth, so startled that Su Shilin immediately clasped Qi Yan's wrist with his backhand.

"Mother?"

Zhou Zhou was a little sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, did he misread just now, his mother didn't intend to fight with Uncle Qi.

Su Shilin immediately let go of his hand when Zhou Zhou made a sound.

"Are you sleepy?"

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

If there is one more person in the family, Zhou Zhou should have been a little bit repelled.

But Uncle Qi is a little different from others, Uncle Qi is very good, he can teach himself how to play chess, tell himself stories, and cook for them.
Moreover, Zhou Zhou quietly had a new idea in his heart. He felt that if Uncle Qi was at home, he seemed to have a father.

They sat and ate together, talked together, and watched TV, and Mom and Dad were within his reach.

There were far-fetched thoughts in the child's head, but Su Shilin extinguished Zhou Zhou's fantasy with one sentence, "No, he won't stay in our house."

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

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

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

Su Shilin took Zhou Zhou to the bathroom, and the little guy cleaned up by himself, and she also washed up by the way.

She didn't walk out of the bedroom door until she watched Zhou Zhou lay on the bed with heavy eyelids and finally fell asleep.

The living room is quiet and quiet, and the kitchen is the same. The messy dishes and chopsticks have been cleaned and tidied up, and the countertops are as clean as new, just like the snail girl.

Su Shilin crossed his arms, how do you describe it with a word?

Virtuous?

Qi Yan is really a virtuous man.

Too bad she doesn't like it.

Thinking of this, she planned to go to the refrigerator for a glass of ice water, but within two steps, she caught a glimpse of a figure on the unlit balcony, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

(End of this chapter)

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