Chapter 447： Villain's bed

Su Shengjing naturally couldn't ask for it. He completely believed in Song Wanqiu, and Xiao Jiu liked her, so he asked her to help take care of Xiao Jiu, he was 100% relieved.

It would be better if she didn't have a little **** in her family who wanted to beat his daughter.

Su Jiu was entrusted to Song Wanqiu, and the happiest person was Rongyi, and immediately let her room out to sleep.

Every time Su Jiu slept on his bed, she thought in her heart that she slept in the bed of the cruel man in the novel. She was so courageous that she could play secretly for a lifetime!

Song Wanqiu played cartoons for the two children, and then went to the kitchen to prepare New Year's Eve dinner. Su Jiu jumped off the sofa, trot to her side, and said obediently: "Auntie, Xiao Jiu will help you!"

Song Wanqiu looked down at her. She was so cute that she had a strong idea in her heart. It would be great to have a daughter like this.

She smiled softly, "Does Xiaojiu really want to help? Cooking is not easy."

The little girl nodded seriously, "Hmm! I want to help!"

When she came, Rong Si would naturally not stay alone in the living room, and followed in and out, and said to Song Wanqiu, "I also help."

Song Wanqiu laughed again, "Okay, shall we make dumplings together?"

So an adult and two children sat at the dining table together and began to make dumplings.

Su Jiu has never made dumplings by himself since he was a child. When he was young, he ate all the dumplings made by the aunt of the orphanage and some caring people. When she grows up, she always buys quick-frozen ones to cook.

Moreover, she eats it alone after cooking, so she doesn't like Chinese New Year. When every household is reunited, she doesn't have a home of her own.

But now it's different. She has a father, Aunt Song, and a little villain!

Because of this, she felt the flavor of the New Year that she had never felt before, and a strange warmth, which warmed her heart.

Song Wanqiu was ingenious, making dumplings quickly and beautifully, Su Jiu exclaimed, and studied earnestly for a while. After trying to make a few, he looked good.

Song Wanqiu looked at the chubby dumplings she put on the plate, and boasted with a smile: "Little wine is so smart, and the dumplings are really good."

"I learned from my aunt. Auntie wraps the best!" She said sweetly, and then pointed to the one she wrapped the best, and said to Rong Si on the side: "Brother, this is the most beautiful one. It's for you!"

For a moment, did you specially wrap it for him?

He was flattered, "Thank you."

The little girl smiled, "You're welcome~"

Rong Si picked up the dumpling and put it alone on the other side of the plate, and said to Song Wanqiu, "Mom, can this be cooked alone?"

Seeing him look like a baby, Song Wanqiu "pouched" and smiled, "Okay, this is the dumplings made for you by Sister Xiaojiu. You must cook them separately."

Sister Xiaojiu made dumplings for herself, and Rong Si felt that she had to express it too. But he was so talented in learning, but it was too difficult to make dumplings, and he couldn't make a few dumplings in a row.

Just a little depressed, a warm little hand suddenly touched his face, and some flour spread out.

He looked at it with a slight astonishment, and then met the sly eyes of the little girl, with a successful smile on her face.

Song Wanqiu laughed again, "A Si's face has become a small cat."

Before Rong Si could fully react, the little girl touched his face again, then giggled, jumped off the chair and ran away. After wearing the book, I became a small drag oil bottle.