Xiaoshou, be good, open the door

Zhao Chenxi was lowering her head to instruct Zhao Wei to roll the skin. After listening to his words, she paused and raised her head to meet Zhao Wei's eyes. Zhao Wei's eyes were dark, but filled with indescribable loneliness and sadness. Zhao Chenxi only felt a palpitation in his heart, and interrupted with a smile: "Zhao Wei, you are only 24."

Zhao's mother is also a shrewd person. While annoyed that she touched someone else's penis, she felt sorry for the child Zhao Wei. When she saw her son come to the rescue, she hurriedly said, "Yes, he is 6 years younger than Chenchen."

Zhao Wei obviously didn't slow down, and the atmosphere was a bit tense for a while, but fortunately, there was the invincible cute baby Xiaoduo: "Uncle handsome, is 24 years old? Today our class Wang Xiran said that you are so handsome, and I want to marry you when I grow up. "

"Pfft." The three adults all laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

"Duoduo, is there anyone who wants to marry Dad?" Zhao Chenxi held back a smile to tease Doduo.

"Yes, Han Shiyue said that she likes my father Chenxi."

"Duoduo, do the girls in your class like handsome uncles more or your Chenxi father?"

"I don't know, I'll go to the kindergarten tomorrow and ask."

Zhao Chenxi and Zhao Wei looked at each other in dismay. First, Zhao Wei couldn't help it anymore. He threw the rolling pin and burst out laughing, rubbing his round and tender little cheeks with his big hands that were stained with dough: "You little perverts, who do you learn from? have to?"

The little girl's flirtatiousness hasn't finished yet, when Zhao's mother went to cook the dumplings, Duoduo looked at Xi Yangyang and Big Big Wolf and suddenly said: "Dad Chenxi, Xiao Xu showed us his little table today, Dad, Why is it called Xiao Jiji, I don’t think it looks like the little yellow chicken caught by my uncle and grandma at all.”

Zhao Chenxi choked on a mouthful of water, his face flushed from coughing, Zhao Wei kept patting his back, and kept saying, "Zhao Chenxi, what kind of child is this in your family?"

Zhao Chenxi coughed and said intermittently: "Zhao Wei, why don't you explain to Duoduo?"

"Fuck, how could I do this?"

"Handsome Uncle Zhao, you are not a good boy for cursing people."

"Little Duoduo, you are such a little devil." Zhao Wei rubbed Duoduo's face.

"I'm not a little devil, hum, I'm a little angel, grandma said I was her little angel."

"Okay, little angel, go wash your hands and prepare to eat. As for whether it looks like a little yellow chicken, you will know when you grow up." Zhao Wei patted the little monster's butt.

"Hmph, how dare you play tricks on me. That day I asked Chenxi's father why he and I didn't have a grandma. He also said that I would know when I grow up. If you bully people, I will sue grandma."

The little monster pouted and went to the kitchen. Zhao Wei laughed so hard that he rolled onto Zhao Chenxi's lap with his belly in his arms: "Zhao Chenxi, Zhao Chenxi, your daughter is such a treasure."

"I really can't let children watch TV anymore, the current cartoons have taught children badly."

Zhao Wei raised his head and saw Zhao Chenxi's white forehead like fine porcelain. His heart moved and he quickly turned his eyes away.

A large plate of dumplings was served on the table, dipped in garlic, fried golden saury, Zhao Wei leek meat stuffing (every mackerel stuffing, 48 in total, Zhao Chenxi's family of three I just ate 42 of them, Zhao Wei, you fucking idiot.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Weiliang slumped on the sofa with a round belly, which was a real version of laziness. When Zhao's mother came over with fruit, Zhao Wei burped and said, "Auntie, the dumplings you made are so delicious , I want to go on a diet, if this continues, my abdominal muscles will become fat."

The author has something to say: Pfft, I sent it wrong, haha, I will add an update today.