"Mom, look at this."

The little guy opened his painting book and showed each of her works to Qiao Siyu. Qiao Siyu listened patiently to her when she painted each painting, why she painted this, and why she used this color. Forget about saying something that rewards compliments.

"Awesome, the painting is so beautiful, even my mother can't draw." Qiao Siyu thought that apart from a pair of lame hands, she had no ability to do it. In front of her daughter, she seemed a little weak.

"Dad's paintings are the most beautiful, but Dad only draws mothers, and Dad only likes my mother, not me."

"But mom likes you, mom likes you the most."

小家伙因为乔思雨的这句表白,开心地在大床上滚了两圈,爬起来后小声说,“嘘,不可以让爸爸听见,爸爸知道妈妈最爱我,会揍我的。”

Qiao Siyu hugged her and tickled the little guy's armpit with his fingers, which made the little guy giggle non-stop, and the refreshing laughter echoed in the room.

"If Dad dares to beat you, Mom will ignore him."

The little guy kissed Qiao Siyu on the cheek twice, and continued to introduce his paintings until Lu Yichen came up and asked them to eat.

Hearing that his uncle was coming, the little guy rushed down to find a gift. Just as Qiao Siyu was about to get out of bed, Lu Yichen pushed him back and kissed him hard for a long time. At this moment, the strong smell of vinegar faded a lot. Qiao Siyu gasped for breath , laughed at him, "You even eat your own daughter's jealousy."

"Only I can hug you, only I can kiss you, not even my own daughter!"

Lu Yichen was as cute as a child when he was serious, Qiao Siyu loved her from the heart, and raised her head to kiss Lu Yichen's lips, but before she left, her head was held by Lu Yichen, and she was turned into a hostess. After the kiss was over, Qiao Siyu began to breathe heavily again.

"Fool, why haven't you learned to breathe yet?"

Lu Yichen seemed distressed, but in fact he was not satisfied. Qiao Siyu pushed him away, not daring to provoke him anymore

Walking into the restaurant, Qiao Siyu saw a familiar figure, with his back to her, playing games with the little guy, Han Jieyi watched from the side with a smile on his lips.

"Brother?" Qiao Siyu called out.

Qiao Siliang raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, rubbed his stomach again, and said aggrievedly, "I heard that there is a big meal, I came here on an empty stomach, but I couldn't eat it after looking at a table of delicious food, what a pity."

"Why don't you eat?" Qiao Siyu pulled the chair away and hugged the little guy onto the chair.

Qiao Siliang shook his head and sighed, "The hostess said that the chopsticks can only be moved when the hostess comes down, how dare I not listen."

"Don't be poor," Han Jieyi couldn't stand it anymore, she put a piece of meat into Qiao Siliang's bowl, and said, "The hostess has the final say in this house, if she tells you to eat it now, you can eat it."

"It's still Xiaoyu who loves brother."

Qiao Siyu smiled and scooped up a bowl of soup for the little guy. Lu Yichen also came down and sat next to Qiao Siyu, there were still four seats left.

"Sister-in-law—" a long voice came from behind, Qiao Siyu knew who it was without turning her head, she was ready for a hug, but the hug was delayed, Qiao Siyu turned her head and saw Lu Yichen holding the landing with her hand Shuyan's forehead, her two hands waved in the air, but couldn't move forward.

"My sister-in-law saved me, my brother bullied me."

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