Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

The house is full of balloons and ribbons, which is very festive.

"You're here." Zhuo Yichen was still wearing an apron, holding a plate of salad in his hand, looking at Qin Yaran in front of him.

Qin Yaran wore a plain dress today, light makeup, coiled hair, big eyes that blinked, with a little aura.

"The butler takes Miss Qin to the restaurant, and Yang Yang washes his hands and eats."

It was the first time Qin Yaran saw Zhuo Yichen's family husband's attire. How could he look very attractive in his own eyes with his common attire? Is this the contrast?

"Mr. Butler, is this Mr. Zhuo?" Qin Yaran followed Mr. Butler to the restaurant, with a little doubt on his face, looking at Zhuo Yichen while walking.

"Master, this is cooking for the young master himself." Mr. Butler replied politely.

"Miss Qin, sit down, you should be able to eat soon."

Qin Yaran sat down and looked around, and found that there was only herself and no one else. She wanted to ask something, but Mr. Housekeeper left.

The decoration style of this house is really familiar, but last time the housekeeper said that he would change the style every once in a while, even so, he couldn't resist this sense of familiarity.

"Mom, can I open the present now?" Zhuo Ziyang hugged the gift Qin Yaran gave just now after washing his hands, his big watery eyes were full of anticipation.

"Yes~ but I don't know if you will like it." Seeing Zhuo Ziyang's expectant look, Qin Yaran pursed her lips and smiled.

"As long as it's a gift from my mother, I like it!" Zhuo Ziyang opened the gift three times and five times.

"It's an airplane! But, mom, did you make this yourself?" Zhuo Ziyang took the airplane and flew around Qin Yaran.

"Yes, don't you think it's disgusting." Even if Zhuo Ziyang was playing with the plane, Qin Yaran was a little worried that this gifted child would not like this gadget.

"No, it's very delicate! I like it, 咻—咻—" Zhuo Ziyang smiled at Qin Yaran, his smile was extraordinarily bright.

"It turns out that you can do these things, you are very good." Zhuo Yichen leaned closer to Zhuo Ziyang, and carefully looked at the shape and structure of the plane.

"Ah, not at all." Qin Yaran rubbed her head and smiled sheepishly.

After looking at the plane, he stared at Qin Yaran, those peach blossom eyes couldn't tell what kind of feeling it gave people.

"Is there something on my face? Or did I say something wrong?" Seeing Zhuo Yichen staring at him, Qin Yaran was at a loss, wiped her face with her hands, and pointed to Zhuo Ziyang with her eyes.

"No, let's eat."

"Eat, mom, don't eat too much, I'll eat cake later." Zhuo Ziyang smiled at Qin Yaran while drinking orange juice.

"Good~"

After the meal, Mr. Butler and Qin Yaran took the cake out with a small cart.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to Yangyang! Make a wish!"

"Thank you, Mom and Mr. Butler!" Zhuo Ziyang stepped forward happily, clasped his fingers, closed his eyes and lowered his head to make a wish earnestly.

The long eyelashes made Qin Yaran envious, just like Zhuo Yichen.

"Miss Qin made this herself." Zhuo Yichen looked at the cartoon image of Zhuo Ziyang on the cake, and raised an eyebrow at Qin Yaran.

"Yes, how is it? Isn't it a bit ugly to draw Yang Yang?" Qin Yaran replied to Zhuo Yichen in a low voice, not to disturb Zhuo Ziyang's wish.

"Phew! No, it's very beautiful, very similar to Yang Yang, my mother is amazing, hehehe." After Zhuo Ziyang made his wish, he smiled brightly at Qin Yaran, and picked up his phone to take a picture of the cake.

"Not bad." Zhuo Yichen nodded seriously.

After getting the affirmation, Qin Yaran breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was not rejected, and the expression on her face relaxed.

Zhuo Yichen saw Qin Yaran's inner activities, and reached out to stroke Qin Yaran's head, very gentle.

"As long as it's made by you, both Yangyang and I will like it, don't worry."

"Thank you." Qin Yaran was a little touched at this moment, what is the situation.

"Mom, mom, squat down." Zhuo Ziyang put one hand behind his back and waved at Qin Yaran with the other.

"What's the matter?" Qin Yaran squatted down slowly while smoothing her skirt, and looked at Zhuo Ziyang seriously.

"Oh! You little brat! See how I can get revenge!" Qin Yaran immediately got up, rubbed the butter on the plate with her hand, and caught up with Zhuo Ziyang.

Zhuo Ziyang's little trick succeeded, so he ran into the yard without hesitation. "Hahahahaha, mother tabby cat, come and chase me!"

It turned out that Zhuo Ziyang asked Qin Yaran to squat down just now to rub the cream on her face conveniently.

This move is very good, it increases mutual affection, Zhuo Ziyang is indeed my son.

Zhuo Yichen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at the scene in front of him tenderly.

Mother and son are playing and playing in the yard, having fun and harmony, more like a family.

No, this was originally a family.

"Now Mr. Zhuo has become a big cat." Qin Yaran saw Zhuo Yichen standing aside watching them fight, so she went over and rubbed the cream on his face.

"Hahahahahaha, dad is also a tabby cat, we are all tabby cats." Zhuo Ziyang looked at the cream on Zhuo Yichen's face, and leaned forward and backward with a smile.

Makes you seriously pose.

Zhuo Yichen had no expression on his face, the tenderness just now disappeared in an instant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuo, I'll clean it up for you." Seeing Zhuo Yichen's expressionless face, Qin Yaran seemed unhappy, and felt that she had done a little too much just now.

"Father, you shouldn't be angry, right? Why are you so stingy." Zhuo Ziyang stared at Zhuo Yichen with his hips akimbo and pouted.

"Yangyang! How can you talk to Dad like this." Qin Yaran turned her head to signal Zhuo Ziyang not to be so rude.

"Mom! Run!" Zhuo Ziyang suddenly looked surprised and shouted at Qin Yaran.

"what!"

It was too late, Zhuo Yichen had already smeared cream on Qin Yaran's face.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, you've been fooled!" Zhuo Ziyang was very proud and danced on the spot.

"You two! You lied to me on purpose!" Qin Yaran was a little angry, and turned to question Zhuo Yichen.

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head, she and Zhuo Yichen looked at each other.

Zhuo Yichen's eyes were very gentle, with pampering in his gentleness, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at Qin Yaran.

After Qin Yaran met Zhuo Yichen's gaze, the anger she had just now disappeared in an instant, and soon fell into this gentle gaze.

Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran slowly, the tip of his nose was almost touching.

"Bang bang bang—"

The little deer in my heart bumped wildly, and her cheeks gradually turned red.

"I've said it before, you don't have to be polite among friends, just call me Yichen."

When the tips of their noses were about to touch each other, Zhuo Yichen distanced himself and stretched out his hand to scratch her small nose.

Exactly the same action as last time.