Mengbao's secret order, Daddy, you have to be good

Chapter 255 Who is hypocritical?

The water was extremely cold, and his fingers seemed to be a little cool too, but when the two touched her fingertips at the same time, it was like cold water pouring on quicklime. Bubbles bubbled, and the touching skin felt " Sizzling" steaming.

And this burst of hot air moved from the fingertips to the wrists and arms, and soon, the roots of her ears were also hot.

"I will do it myself……"

Except for the intimacy with Zong Zhe in the twilight that night, Bai Shao has not been so intimate with the opposite sex for several years, now he feels like his fingers are like red-hot irons, and he just wants to shake them away quickly.

Zong Zhe glanced up at her flushed ears and cheeks, and the smile in his eyes deepened a bit.

"My daughter is so old, why are you still being hypocritical with me?"

What he said was a bit of a joke, but it also reminded her that once, she and him were the closest lovers.

It's just that being close at this moment and at that moment does not mean that they can also be intimately together now without any grievances.

Bai Shao exerted all her strength and finally pulled out her hand.

She shook her hands, gave him a hard look, lowered her eyes and rubbed her sore fingers, and said calmly.

"The love is gone, how can I correct it?"

Zongzhe's own crimes must be endured.

Putting away his teasing face, hehe smiled apologetically, lightly supported her shoulders and pushed her to sit on the stone bench.

"It was my fault, it was me who was hypocritical."

He was also the one who forced it.

Because he was the one who pushed her away on his own initiative back then, now, he can only approach her cautiously.

If you get some supercilious looks and get some slaps, you deserve it!

The two of them went through a few tricks of "sword light and sword shadow", but Bai Xiaolu, the snack foodie, was already devouring snacks with one hand and a bottle of drink in the other, completely ignoring the arguments and arguments between his parents.

However, when Bai Shao sat down, she took a matcha cake and handed it over, "Mommy, this is delicious!"

Bai Shao felt a little relieved at last, and took a bite of the cake in the gesture of the little girl handing it over.

The cake melted in the mouth, smooth and delicious, Bai Shao licked his lips with aftertaste.

"Well, it is indeed much tastier than what we made."

Although Bai Shao's culinary skills are not good, but occasionally he will take the little girl to the cake workshop to make some handmade cakes with the cake master.

Unfortunately, Bai Xiaolu is similar to her, and has no talent in this area. Even with the guidance of a cake chef, the cakes made by the two of them can only be called ordinary in terms of appearance and taste, far from exquisite the point.

"You guys know how to make cakes?" Zong Zhe, who sat down opposite the mother and daughter, immediately showed great interest.

Bai Shao turned a deaf ear to Zong Zhe's question.

Bai Xiaolu just finished eating a piece of cake, and carefully licked the cream off her fingers before answering Zong Zhe kindly.

"My mommy and I made it with the help of the baker..."

Bai Xiaolu said that she is an honest child, not her own credit, and she will never take full credit.

"That's amazing too. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it with help!" Zong Zhe praised sincerely.

Bai Shao pursed her lips, and couldn't help complaining in her heart: Probably, in the eyes of Young Master Zong, her farts like Bai Shao or Bai Xiaolu are delicious!
"Daddy, that's because you haven't eaten the dim sum made by Aunt Shadow!"

Bai Xiaolu may not complain about her father yet, but she is still a person with self-knowledge and the ability to recognize.

It is true that Zongzhe has never eaten dim sum made by Zhu Qianying, but to him, whether he has eaten or not is not important at all.

After all, Zhu Qianying has nothing to do with him.

But the two people in front of him are the two people he cares about the most.

"Baby, how about we go back and make cakes together?"

Zong Zhe rested his hand lightly on the little girl's head, and his fingers went around the thin and soft hair of the little girl. Every time the tip of the hair brushed over his fingertips, his heart softened a little.

Bai Xiaolu raised her eyelids, looked at Shang Zongzhe's expectant eyes, and secretly glanced at Bai Shao.

Bai Shao looked like an outsider, holding a bottle and pouring water into his mouth, with his face turned sideways, his eyes fell on the lush green mountains.

Bai Xiaolu couldn't get any hint, so he shook his head, "Forget it, I still have to read poetry to Grandma Zeng and Grandpa!"

Although Bai Xiaolu doesn't know much about the adult world, but she has been with Zhu Qianying and Yan Han for a while, so she naturally knows what a loving couple should look like.

Although Bai Shao didn't speak ill of Zong Zi in front of her these few days, she could feel that her mother seemed to be angry with her father.

Why Mommy is angry with Daddy, of course Bai Xiaolu can't guess.

But she will definitely, definitely stand by Mommy's side!

Zong Zhe was frustrated, but he didn't show any signs of frustration on his face. He squeezed the little girl's face and said with a smile, "I'll listen to it too, is that okay?"

Bai Xiaolu's big eyes fluttered a few times, "Yes! But..."

The little girl paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes were full of sly smiles, "I am reading nursery rhymes..."

Zong Zhe felt his heart itch when he thought of his baby girl's milky baby voice. As for the content of the recitation, who cares if it is a nursery rhyme or any other song?
"Baby's voice is so sweet, everything sounds good!"

As he spoke, his fingers gently helped the little girl wipe away the crumbs stuck to the corner of her mouth.

The little girl giggled, "Daddy, you are wrong, Uncle Biao fell asleep as soon as he heard it."

"That's because he is uneducated and has low taste!"

Zong Zhe firmly insisted that the problem lies with Yuan Ye.

My heart was bubbling with sourness: Why did he, a cousin, hear the baby's recitation earlier than his own father?

Zongzhe was thinking about his precious daughter reciting poems, and after a short break, he looked up at the sky pretending to be serious.

"Xiao Shao, it seems to be cloudy today, why don't we go back?"

Although Bai Shao keeps looking away, the father and daughter's conversation has been heard verbatim, how can they not understand Zong Zhe's thoughts?
It's just that Bai Shao cares more about her daughter's mood than Zong Zhe.

Furthermore, the person who proposed to go for a ride was Zong Zhe, who aroused the interest of the little girl but changed her mind halfway, she couldn't be the master.

"Xiaolu, are you tired? Do you want to go back?"

Bai Xiaolu looked forward with unfinished entertainment, and muttered regretfully.

"Let's go back now..."

Zong Zhe finally couldn't bear it. In order not to spoil his daughter's happiness, he had no choice but to suppress his thoughts.

"Then let's ride for a while, the rain doesn't just fall on the spur of the moment."

Bai Xiaolu couldn't see that her father was justifying himself, for fear that her father would change his mind, he jumped off the stone bench with a "swoosh", trotted to the front of the bicycle, and quickly climbed onto the seat without waiting for Zong Zhe's help.

"Mommy, come here!"

Bai Shao felt a little helpless and pointed to the things on the stone table, "We must tidy up these things, right?"

Zong Zhe only cared about his daughter's mood, and grabbed her arm, "Let's go, we will clean up later!"

(End of this chapter)