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Seeing him leave in a fit of anger, Ji An muttered, "Such a temper."

It wasn't like she was wrong. She was like a cannon fodder, exploding at the slightest movement.

She didn't want to bother with him either, so she opened the suitcase and simply packed it.

By the time he left the room, it was already close to evening.

She was about to go downstairs when she heard a sound coming from the hall.

"Beautiful uncle, look at my building, does it look good?"

"Great, I'll give you a small parasol so that you can bask in the sunlight on the roof."

"…"

Why does this conversation sound so childish?

However, he had to admit that Nightbreak Trickster was having a good time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, father and son simultaneously turned to look at her.

The two identical pairs of eyes shone with the same light. Ji Anlu stepped forward and pursed his lips. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Mommy, my beautiful uncle said that he bought a lot of dishes at home, so he won't go out for dinner tonight."

After saying that, Sleeping Bao continued to ponder how he was going to expand his territory. However, he did not discover that Mommy was stunned by his words.

Ji An had his hands on his shoulders as he looked condescendingly at Teng Yiyang, who was also sitting on the ground.

Although the little episode from before had happened, because he was so close to his son, the anger in Teng Yi Yang's heart had long ago been thrown away.

He coughed a few times and said, "I drove for the entire night yesterday and didn't sleep for very long before I came to pick you up. I really don't have the energy to drive you out to eat, so I'll have to trouble you to cook."

This reason was truly irrefutable.

Upon hearing these words, Nightbreak Trickster immediately put down his building block and pounced in front of the dung. He asked with a worried expression, "Then should beautiful uncle go to sleep? We'll call you when it's time for dinner? "

His son's words were filled with concern. His elegant brows were slightly furrowed, and his heart was full of worry. This caused Teng Yi Yang to feel a wave of worry.

He reached out his hand to try to pull his son into his embrace, but the fear frightened him. In the end, he put it on to gently stroke his head and said, "It's okay, uncle isn't tired yet. If he's asleep, he won't be able to sleep at night."

Nightbreak Trickster nodded, but he was still worried. "I'll build my own building blocks. Uncle, you don't have to do anything. You just watch from the side. That way, I won't be more tired."

Teng Yi smiled and nodded.

Ji An, who had been completely ignored by these two, let out a sigh. He resigned himself to his fate and went to cook.

When she opened the refrigerator and saw that the inside was filled with fresh ingredients, the corner of her mouth twitched. She raised her head and met the gaze of Teng Yiyang who stole a glance at her.

It seemed like he had made preparations beforehand. The reason why he was tired and didn't go out to eat was just an excuse.

Forget it, just treat it as cooking for himself and his son.

It was only four-thirty, so he had plenty of time. He planned to make a potato stew, a pepper, salt, chicken, willow, corn, chop soup, a cold dish, and fried vegetables.

As soon as he made up his mind, Ji An began to make his move.

When Teng Yi Yang heard the sound of cutting vegetables, he was slightly startled.

The same scene, the same time, he recalled the past.

She cooked the same way, but it was a pity that he had been nose to nose with her at that time, and had never given her any face at all. Sometimes, he would even pick a fight on purpose and despise her cutting vegetables that were too loud, affecting his television watching.

When he was alone, and the silence was so quiet that even the sound of falling needles could be heard, the loneliness gnawed at his heart like an ant. He finally realized how extravagant it was to have someone to accompany him.

He thought Tang Wulin was worried about dinner and confidently said, "Beautiful uncle, my mommy's cooking is really delicious. I'm sure you know about it from the past, I guarantee you'll get an extra bowl of rice."

Teng Yi Yang came back to his senses. Hearing his son's words, he smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's very tasty. In the future, I'll be lucky."

He had known long ago how delicious she was when she cooked.

It was a pity that at that time, he only cared about the cold war and did not return to eat often.

So much so that during those four years, he could never forget it.

He raked his hair and said to his son, "I'm going to get a glass of water. What would you like to drink?"

Sleeping Bao replied, "Do you have any juice? If not, I'll have a glass of plain water. "

"You can drink anything you want." Teng Yi Yang dotingly replied before standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

When he saw the figure with its back facing him, he purposely slowed his steps.

Perhaps because it was convenient for her to travel, she wore a short white blouse with bubble sleeves. She could feel her waist was slender, and below it was a pair of khaki pants that matched her long legs.

Occasionally, she would flip the spatula over and over, pulling her clothes up to reveal the soft white skin at her waist.

His throat tightened and he quickly looked away.

Normally, even if other women were to strip naked in front of him, he would still be able to maintain a tranquil state of mind. He didn't expect that just looking at her for a moment would cause him to lose his manners.

As Ji An turned his body to pick up the plate, he caught sight of the person standing behind him from the corner of his eyes. He frowned; he didn't know what this person was up to.

After being discovered, Teng Yi Yang walked in generously.

"Sleeping Bao wants some orange juice. I'll pour him a glass." He explained what he had done.

Seeing that he was about to take a drink from the fridge, Ji An spoke up to stop him. "Don't give Sleeping Treasure too many drinks. It's bad for his growth."

The hand that had just held the handle suddenly stopped. Teng Yi Yang didn't open the handle, neither did he open it. He asked, "Then what did he drink before?"

"We usually give him fresh fruit juice." "What is it?" Ji Anan asked as he shut off the fire to serve the food.

When he heard this, he felt a headache coming on. "I forgot to buy some fruits. Should I go out and buy them now?"

After saying that, he turned to leave, but a dish suddenly appeared in his hand.

He looked at the person in front of him with surprise.

The corner of Ji An's mouth twitched. "Didn't I just say that you can't drive tirelessly?" Is it okay now? "

Her eyes were clear and clear. Teng Yi Yang felt that he had been seen through by her.

"Alright, I'll take the dishes out first." He hurried out.

When he put the dish on the table, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and had a cup of water in front of him.

His fingers were as white as a scallion as they stuck to the translucent glass. It inexplicably reminded one of the four words, 'peace and quiet over time'.

Ji An didn't notice his absent-mindedness and said indifferently, "Sleeping treasure isn't that precious. You don't need to intentionally make juice. If you're thirsty, you can drink the white water."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed the cup forward and Teng Yiyang subconsciously took it. By the time he reacted, he had already returned to the kitchen and was preparing the next dish.

He rubbed his nose and returned to the living room.

Originally, he felt somewhat guilty about not being able to satisfy the request of the Sleeping Treasure, but he didn't expect that the moment he received the cup, Sleeping Treasure immediately started gulping down the water. He also didn't care what kind of water he brought over.

It was just as she said.

For some reason, when he saw his son being so obedient, his heart instead felt sour.