Stealing Your Heart

Zong Yanchen asked with a smile, "are you all out of sweat?"

"Of course, all the hairs have to be pulled out, just like a chicken without hair. Chicken without hair is ugly, so no one will like it."

Zong Yanxi said very seriously.

Zong Yanchen coughed lightly and thought to himself that his hair had been plucked out. First of all, he didn't consider whether it was pretty or ugly. It should be the chicken that had been plucked out. Can it live?

"If Dad hears this, do you think he will be angry?"

Zong Yanchen forced himself to smile. Even if he only looked at his back, he knew that Zong Jinghao must be black now.

"As long as you don't complain, he won't hear."

Zong Yanxi vowed that he knew Zong Jinghao well.

Zong Yanchen forced his stomach to stop laughing. "How can you be so sure?"

"How can he manage us every day?

I wonder, are we not his children at all? "

Zong Yanxi thought, if you kiss your father, how can you accompany them without time?

Finally Zong Yanchen couldn't help puffing and laughing.

Zong Yanxi didn't know, so he turned his head and asked, "what are you laughing at..." before he finished, he saw the man standing behind him, his pretty face changed again and again, "eight... Dad."

Zong Yanxi's nervous words are not clear.

Zong Jinghao pulled his face and asked, "where did you learn these words?"

"You... You heard that?"

Zong Yanxi thought in his mind, when did he come?

Why didn't she notice?

If you find out, you won't say that.

"That, Dad."

Zong Yanxi held his leg and said, "when did you come?

Why didn't I hear that? "

"You hear me. Can I still hear you say something out of tune?"

Zong Jinghao is still stiff faced.

Zong Yanxi continued to smile, two small arms holding more tightly, deliberately pinching the voice, naively said, "Dad, I really love you, just afraid of losing you, just afraid of being robbed."

Even if angry, looking at her daughter's beautiful face, but in order to let her long memory, or cold face, "say, where are heard?"

Zong Yanxi lowered her head, buttoned her fingers, pouted her little mouth and said, "it's all on TV."

"You're not allowed to watch that messy TV in the future."

Zong Jinghao said solemnly.

"I will, I will. I will never watch it again. Dad, don't be angry."

Zong Yanxi stretched out two small arms, "Dad, you haven't held me for a long time. Hold me. I miss you."

Zong Jinghao was angry and funny, "don't we meet every day?"

"I will miss you when I meet you. Dad will draw after me. If I draw well, I must draw a picture for Dad first."

Zong Yanxi is serious.

Daughter serious small expression, the success of Zong Jinghao heart that a little unhappy to erase.

He bent over to pick up his daughter, patted her ass, "give me less water, no TV in the future."

"Is animation OK?"

Zong Yanxi asked in a low voice.

"If I say no, you won't read it?"

"If you don't let me see it, I won't see it. If I see it, I'll see it secretly. I won't let you know, hee hee."

Zong Yanxi playfully kisses his father's face, "you don't want to beat me, do you?"

Zong Jinghao was annoyed and laughed by his daughter, "you're more and more worrying."

"Dad, you put me down. I haven't finished my painting yet."

Today, she was very interested and vowed to finish the painting.

Zong Jinghao pinched his daughter's face and put her down.

Zong Yanxi ran to the drawing board and picked up the brush to continue his unfinished painting. Zong Yanchen put down his book and said, "Dad, shall we play chess?"

Zong Jinghao negative hand and stand, light looking at his son, "I'm afraid you lose will cry."

Zong Yanchen is a little embarrassed and grabs his head. Before, he was really angry because he couldn't accept the defeat.

But now he wants to open up and understand.

Although the technology is not good enough now, he will be more and more powerful in the future.

"I won't cry."

Zong Yanchen said firmly.

Zong Jinghao came and sat down on the ground, "come on."

Zong Yanchen happily opens his new chess, one white and the other black.

Zong Yanchen still lost this time, but he made progress and was able to hold on for several rounds.

It's getting dark. Zong Yanxi's painting is finished. It's time for dinner. Zong Jinghao stops playing chess with his son and takes them home.

Dinner at home is ready. Yu's mother is going out to call them. When she sees them coming back, she takes things from Zong Jinghao's hand and says with a smile, "wash your hands and eat."

Today's dinner was prepared by Aunt Wang and Lin Xinyan. Qin Ya hasn't been back to her room. Su Zhan hasn't woken up yet. She left a meal for him in the kitchen. Aunt Wang also cooked the soup for him to drink when he wakes up.

Zong Yanxi shows her painting to Lin Xinyan and asks her if she is OK.

My daughter's painting has indeed improved a lot, and she is not stingy in praising, "the painting is really the same. It's more and more powerful. It's great. Go wash your hands and eat."

After being praised, Zong Yanxi was in a better mood. She put down the painting and went to wash her hands. Then she climbed onto the chair and sat down, waiting for dinner.

Lin Xinyan specially stewed the soup. She served a bowl for her son and daughter. Zong Jinghao looked at the soup of his son and daughter and asked, "don't you have mine?"

It's not that he is greedy, mainly because he heard that the soup was stewed by Lin Xinyan.

Lin Xinyan was just about to give him Sheng. When he asked, he rolled his eyes and put a bowl in front of him. "How can I forget you?"

Zong Jinghao chuckled.

Qin Ya's feet were better, and she was eating at the table, but she was a little out of her mind. Lin Xinyan put the soup in front of her and said, "what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Qin Ya is about to scoop out soup. Lin Xinyan stops her quickly. "Scald it, cool it before you drink it. How can you be out of your mind?"

"No way."

Qin Ya denied.

Lin Xinyan did not see through and said nothing.

After dinner, the table is cleaned up by Aunt Wang. Yu's mother helps the child take a bath. Zong Jinghao pesters Lin Xinyan upstairs early and does nothing, just holding it.

At night, Su Zhan wakes up in a daze, dry mouth, gets up to pour water, and is in a trance after drinking. After drinking a glass of water, he seems to wake up a lot and see where he is.

Soon he thought that Qin Ya was also there. He fixed his eyes on her room and put down his tea cup. He could not help but walk over. Maybe it was late at night. It was too quiet around him. Subconsciously, he knew that Qin Ya must be asleep. When he went to see her, she would not find it. So he quietly opened the door of her room.