Li Zhuoyan rubbed her forehead, "Oh, you go lightly."

She rolled her eyes sharply, "I'm a younger sister, can't you care about your sister?"

"You're so worried." Ruan Su glanced at her and continued to drink water.

She squinted her beautiful apricot eyes, and couldn't help but rubbed her sore waist again.

This dog man, like he hadn't eaten enough for hundreds of years, couldn't be gentler.

*

The bright moon quietly climbed up the treetops without knowing it, and spilled into the room through the transparent glass. The woman's wing-like eyelashes trembled twice, slowly opened her water eyes, and frowned slightly as she looked around.

It seems that she picked Song Jingyao from school, and after school she fell asleep.

Sleep until now?

She checked the time, it was almost seven o'clock.

Damn it!

She remembers falling asleep on the sofa, why is she in the bedroom now?

She got out of bed and went straight to the kitchen. It was so late, and she didn't know how hungry the little guy was.

When she opened the refrigerator, there was a dazzling array of ingredients, and she was taken aback for a moment. She didn't remember that she had bought ingredients!

When she was secretly wondering, suddenly a pair of strong iron walls encircled her waist, pulling her into her thick arms, rubbing her neck together, and exhaling heat in the sensitive ears of the woman, stirring her up. There was a trembling of Su Ma.

Can't break free of the man's shackles, Jian Qiqi can only let the man hug herself tightly.

"Song Yan, you let me go, the child should be hungry, let me make something to eat." The sharp breath of the man rushed into the tip of his nose, and Jian Qiqi's red face tightened the man's sleeves, and his little hand subconsciously pushed back. The man's arm.

"You fool, you don't even look into the dining room when you wake up." Song Yan looked at the person in his arms and couldn't help making him love and pity, and couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Just now, he saw Jane Qiqi, who was drowsily asleep, walking through the dining room, ignoring the two of them and running towards the kitchen.

Yubi's thin lips took advantage of the trend and kissed the corner of her lips.

Jian Qiqi quickly turned around and looked at the restaurant. She was stunned.

There is a cutting board on the table in the restaurant. There is flour on the cutting board, a rolling pin, and a basin next to it with a pile of mixed dough.

This is……

She was stunned.

Somewhat unclearly looked at Song Yan, "What is this going to do?"

The tip of Song Jingyao’s child’s nose was covered with flour, and his two little hands were still holding a mini-rolling pin and were working hard to roll out the dumpling wrappers.

Hearing Jian Qiqi's voice, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Mom, let's eat dumplings tonight. Dad and I don't know how to mix stuffing, we are waiting for you!"

Jian Qiqi looked at the reconciled dough in shock, "So... you made this face? You will make face still?"

Song Yan nodded and looked at her with a smile, "I searched a video and learned it now. I am about to search for a video and learn how to tune dumpling stuffing, and you will wake up."

Jian Qiqi raised his head and stared at him, biting her lip, trying to get rid of her shyness, raised her head and proactively kissed the man's lips, "You are awesome, I'm going to adjust the stuffing now."

Song Yan curled her lips, leaning to her ear and said, "I hope you praise me great when you are in bed."

Jian Qiqi blushed and gave him a push, "The child is still there!"

Song Yan glanced at Song Jingyao's little friend Song Jingyao who was working hard to learn how to make her, and bit her red lips. "He didn't notice us at all."

Jian Qiqi glared at him with anger, "Then set an example too! Go and roll the skin, I'll adjust the filling."

After she finished speaking, she pushed him out of the kitchen. Then she opened the refrigerator and found out celery, some pork, green onions and ginger.

Beat the pork into minced meat, break up other ingredients, and sprinkle some seasonings and sesame oil.

She hurriedly took out the dumpling stuffing, and when she saw the dumpling skins made by the two masters, she was shocked.

This weird-shaped dumpling skin is triangular, heart-shaped, and has four different shapes... but there is no round shape...

The most are oval.

It's really hard for them.

But Jian Qiqi didn't laugh at the two of them, but picked up a dumpling wrapper and started teaching Song Jingyao how to make it.

Song Yan also listened very carefully, making dumplings for a family of three lively.

It was already more than eight o'clock in the evening when the dumplings were made.

"Okay, now I'm going to cook dumplings. You two can go to the sofa and rest for a while." Jian Qiqi picked up the dumpling tray. "It's really late for our family to have dinner tonight. Jing Yao, are you hungry?"

Song Jingyao raised his face soaked in flour with a bright smile, "I can't wait to eat dumplings made by myself."

"Haha." Jian Qiqi laughed, and glanced at Song Jingyao's dumplings, which were as strange as the dumpling skins he rolled.

And the child is very imaginative, and he named the dumplings, "This is Xiaohuahua, this is Xiaocao, and this is Xiaoyezi."

The water soon boiled, Song Jingyao and Song Yan had washed their hands, and Song Yan also made sour soup.

"Sour soup dumplings are the best."

Song Jingyao quickly picked up his small bowl, "Get me some too."

In the previous home, everything will be prepared by servants and nanny.

He has never had the experience of cooking with an adult like this before. He likes this feeling and this atmosphere.

The dumplings made by myself are also very delicious.

"It's so delicious."

"Really delicious." Song Jingyao smiled and sent another dumpling into his mouth.

"Then tomorrow we will steam the steamed buns after school, OK?" Jian Qiqi's eyes widened, "I'll go to the supermarket to buy some yeast powder. There are bacon at home, so you can make bacon buns, which are delicious."

Song Jingyao immediately lit up, looking at her expectantly, "Okay!"

He was thinking in his small heart, this might be the taste of home.

There seemed to be a light shining in front of his eyes through the dark night of dawn.

There was a moment of warmth in his heart full of hatred.

After eating, Song Yan took the initiative to wash the dishes and took a bath with Song Jingyao. After the little guy fell asleep, he went back to the room.

Jian Qiqi just came out of the bathroom, "Is the child asleep?"

Song Yan nodded and rushed towards her, clasping her tightly in his arms, and gently rubbed her nose with the tip of her nose, and the woman's faint fragrance came out.

He couldn't help but sniffed deeply, and watched her quietly climb onto her blushing face again, "Wife, then let's do something we should do too."

After he finished speaking, he kissed directly and began to haunt her, not allowing her to dodge and quickly soften her persistence, until she softly clung to his neck.

The lingering kiss stopped at an almost suffocating moment, and the delicate body was weakly leaning against the man's chest, breathing slightly.

The delicate voice floated from his mouth, causing the man to tighten his shoulders uncontrollably, and the thin lips left small kisses on her forehead, brow and nose.

She clenched her slightly swollen lips and glared at the man, "We should go to bed, and we have to send our children to school early in the morning tomorrow morning. You...If you continue, I won't be able to get up."

Last night it was this man who begged for it. She was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she picked up the child in the evening.

Hao Hao on the waist left.

"Haha." The man's magnetic muffled laugh instantly detonated Jian Qiqi's shame.

She glared at the man who kept chuckling, "You...you quickly close your eyes and go to sleep."

Little did she know that she was as innocent as a cat with blow-up hair. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows unconsciously showed a hint of charm, and the little bit of coquettishness in her tone made Song Yan want to hold her in her arms and bite. Something.

The corners of his eyes were filled with intractable tenderness and pampering, "Is it comfortable?"

Song Yan thought of her busying in the kitchen during dinner, and the warm family feeling she felt with her.

He only felt a warm current glided across his heart in an instant, and the corners of his eyes and brows turned away from the man's cold face because of his joy in his heart.

Thinking of her exquisite figure who had just taken a bath just now, like a deceptive little fairy, it made people want to be loved.

The man's slender fingers glided across her smooth skin, Jian Qiqi shivered sensitively, and Su Ma couldn't help but stare at him, "You... don't say this again."

Too shy.

Song Yan clasped her in his arms, thin lips lingering between her neck...

"Wife, good, obedient..."

*

Early in the morning, Song Jiayan sighed while looking at the wind and snow outside the window, "Why is it snowing again."

Today is the day of her birth check. The last time she was found to be pregnant, she was one month pregnant, and now it is time for the birth check again.

One month passed before she knew it, and she was two months pregnant.

Ruan Su and Li Zhuoyan have also been in the transplant warehouse for almost two months.

"Mom, when can Xiao Su and Yanyan go out of the warehouse? I checked on the Internet, and some of them can recover within a month." Song Jiayan couldn't help asking Mrs. Ye during her breakfast.

"It's coming soon. It's probably only a few days." Mrs. Ye took a sip of the soup. "It's only the first step in the Long March to leave the warehouse. There will be many rejection treatments and some other treatments in the future. I don't know it will be. Will not continue to be hospitalized."

"I hope I can leave the hospital early." Ye Yanli looked at the time, "My wife, I need a maternity check today." He glanced at the wind and snow outside, and the snowflakes fell in large numbers, "Take advantage of the fact that there is less snow on the road. We will go later."

"Remember to go to the hospital and talk to Xiao Su Yanyan by the way." As the old lady said, she asked her servant to bring the prepared Pingguo gift box. "Tomorrow is Christmas, and I will bring it to Xiao Su, as well as the doctors and nurses. We have to give some too."

"Mom, you are so thoughtful." Ye Yanli nodded, "I will let the doctors and nurses disinfect them before sending them in."

"Well, well, let's go."

Inside the hospital.

Ruan Su froze when he got the Ping An fruit sent by the nurse, "Time flies so fast!"

"Doctor Ruan, happy Christmas Eve." The little nurse smiled, "Your family has prepared it for everyone. This is yours and Yanyan's. We are all thanks to you two!"