They have followed me for many years in the entertainment industry, and still only work as a bodyguard, the other knows nothing. In this case, I am honestly dumb, stay in Yuanjiang to help me manage online stores and restaurants, don't always come to my eyes!

Xie Yan was about to scold him back, and his fingers trembled with excitement, and a bunch of hot ashes fell on the coffee table, burning out a hole in the script, hurriedly reaching out and turning over three or four pages.

He looked at the dark spot, and suddenly a bold idea came out.

"Okay, come to me when you think of me. I'm alone in the crew, I can't sleep at night, especially." Xie Yan's attitude changed, and he kindly sprinkled Jiao Jiang, "Wait for you Now, be sure to satisfy me, it's better ... prepare a little surprise. "

He spoke cheerfully, but his face was as frosty as a smile.

Chapter 67

The confrontation with Xie Ting's alley did not affect He An's mood, because on that day, a memorable happy event happened:

Lily of the valley learned to speak a sentence.

It is no longer a fragmentary word like "cat cat", "duck duck", "delicious", but a seven-character exclamatory sentence with a well-structured, comprehensive main system:

"You're not my father!"

This "you" refers to Zheng Feiyu.

At that time, Zheng Feiyu was squatting in front of Lily of the Valley with a vanilla milk cake, rubbing soft and hard foam, trying to seduce her to call her father. For the first time in her life, Ling Lan stared at her round eyes and expressed her brave refusal in words.

Speak clearly, accurately, and emotionally. Even the exclamation point at the end of the sentence is silent.

You know that Lily of the Valley is under two years old, and many children speak the most simple words at her age.

He An overjoyed, opened Suzuran's growth diary, and recorded this sentence along with the background of the story, and made a few more dishes at night to celebrate.

A plate of okra stir-fried shrimp, a plate of amaranth mixed with dried tofu, and five cases of mushroom and tea bowl steamed, fragrant Cheng Xiu eyes and green light.

At the dinner table, He An held Lily of the Valley and teased with a smile: "Our baby has learned to speak sentences today, what did you say?"

"You're not my father!"

Cheng Xiu held the shrimp, Dai Xiao chewed the dried tofu and cooperated in unison.

Suddenly, Lily bit her little fist and chuckled. Zheng Feiyu held her tea bowl for steaming, took a spoonful to her mouth, and smiled awkwardly and politely.

Just be happy.

Lily is only 20 months old, and the days are still long. He doesn't believe in the bloodline bonus that comes with him. He can't wait for a sweet "daddy".

"General Zheng, you should think so, you are also involved in the important growth process of Suzuran, right? For example ..." Cheng Xiu comforted him in a way that fueled fire, "Last Suzuran You are scared to walk. "

Which pot does not mention which pot!

Zheng Fei scooped up the spoon and rolled Cheng Xi angrily, but he didn't know what was going on, and he had an inexplicable pride.

After dinner, the dining table was removed, and creamy seeds, fish skin peanuts, and freshly squeezed fruit tea were set on the coffee table. It was a regular event every night: a tea party in the living room.

Dai Xiao bought a handheld and played Cheng Xiu together to play "Breakup Kitchen".

This is a cooperative cooking game that requires two players to cooperate in cutting vegetables, stewing soup, serving dishes, and brushing bowls. Each time you complete an order, you can earn a tip. Similarly, you will be deducted for timeouts. Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu lived up to expectations and set new records one after the other in scolding. They scored zero points, minus ten, minus twenty, and minus fifty.

The soup pot was burning and the kitchen was burned to ashes.

He An stared at the chaotic kitchen and asked with some uncertainty: "This game ... is the lower the better?"

Cheng Xiu didn't bring it up in a breath, and fell suddenly on the sofa armrest, almost out of breath.

Dai Xiaoyao lost his thoughts while holding the handle: "Cheng Xiu, I think, my tacit understanding with you is really a little problem ... Let us cooperate again, the future of Qingguo Inn may be the same as this kitchen ..."

Cheng Xiu bounced and refused to be convinced: "Can you be more optimistic about the game? Come and come, He An, you come!"

Talking, he just shoved his red handle to He An, and grabbed Dai Xiao's blue handle to Zheng Feiyan.

Then he moved to the side, stretched his hands over Dai Xiao's shoulders, and snickered, "What about lack of confidence? It's easy, look at the worse."

"That makes sense."