My daughter is so annoying

Fang Cheng brought the last dish to the table, and the eight people around the table had already been seated.

"Okay, let's get going!"

In an instant, five or six pairs of white and slender arms reached out to the crayfish.

Fang Cheng brought the fruit juice and coconut milk that Qingqing and Xiao Yuer wanted so much, and patiently poured them out one by one.

"Thank you Brother Cheng."

"Thank you Brother Cheng, this crayfish is really delicious."

"This is the best meal I've had this summer."

"Haha, it's not good for the audience to see me talking about screwdrivers like this."

Fang Cheng said with a smile: "Artists are human beings too, it's enough not to do things that harm morality and laws, and don't worry too much about other things."

"Brother Cheng is right."

"Let's touch one, Brother Jingcheng and Sister Yueyue."

"Okay, come, come, thank you Brother Cheng and Sister Yueyue for your hospitality."

"cheers."

The house was really lively today. These five little girls got together and never stopped talking.

Seeing the five sisters eating happily, Qingqing and Xiao Yuer also pulled a lobster's claw and gnawed on it for a while, and finally their faces were covered with oil, and their hot little tongues were exposed all the time, and their faces were flushed.

Seeing this scene, Fang Cheng hurried forward, first wiped off the oil on the mouths of the two girls with a paper towel, and then poured two cups of coconut juice for the two girls to gulp down.

Qingqing said with an aggrieved face, "Father, it's so spicy."

"Today's food is a bit spicy, dad will give you some fish to eat, and steamed corn for you in the afternoon, okay?"

"Okay." The two little girls nodded.

Fang Cheng picked up two large pieces of fish with chopsticks, and after removing the fish bones, he did not forget to tell: "Eat slowly, be careful of the fish bones."

"Oh."

After two bites, the two little girls ran to the sofa to watch TV, each holding a cup filled with coconut milk.

Fang Cheng continued to peel off the shrimp tails for Yang Yueyue.

Seeing the envious faces of Li Xueer's five people, Yang Yueyue felt a little embarrassed in the end: "I'll do it myself, you eat yours."

"Okay." Fang Cheng wiped his hands, and began to taste the dishes one by one.

Well, the taste is not bad.

It’s not that over the top, but it’s still pretty tasty.

Dai Tutu didn't know what was wrong, his eyes turned red after eating, and the other four girls thought it was spicy, so they ignored it all the time. When Fang Cheng found out, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "Dai Tutu, what are you doing? gone?"

Then everyone looked at Dai Tutu.

Dai Tutu lowered his head, and began to choke with sobs, "The taste of this chili fried pork is exactly the same as my grandma's."

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "There's nothing to cry about."

"I... my grandmother passed away the year before last."

There was no sound at the lively dinner table just now.

Li Xueer hugged Dai Tutu in her arms, Fang Cheng didn't say much, it's useless to say more at this time.

Girls' emotions come and go quickly, and it doesn't take long for them to be like a normal person.

A group of people eat and drink enough.

Li Xueer rubbed her little belly, and said with a contented face: "It's over, it's over, I've eaten so much today, I'm going to gain weight again."

Everyone else agreed as well.

Fang Cheng smiled: "Don't worry, I won't gain weight."

Just one person took the remaining plates and bowls to the kitchen to clean them.

Everyone else chatted on the sofa.

"Sister Yueyue, how many days will you and Brother Cheng stay here?"

"Half a month."

"That's great, sister Yueyue, I really envy you."

Yang Yueyue smiled and said, "There's nothing to be envious of. If you want to stay, just push a few announcements."

"I don't mean to envy this."

"Then what are you envious of?"

Li Xueer clasped her hands on her chest, and said old-fashionedly: "There are too few good men these days. At that time, I thought about getting married in my early 20s and trying to have children before I was 25. But now that I am old, a suitable man nobody can find."

What Li Xueer envies is that Yang Yueyue can have a good family.

Yang Yueyue couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Among female artists, you are really the first one who wants to get married before the age of 25."

"Well, I mainly think about taking care of the children, and getting married is fine."

Yang Yueyue said: "Taking care of children is not as simple as you think. Qingqing was brought up by his father when she was a child. I didn't know anything at that time, not even making milk powder."

"Brother Cheng can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen."

Hearing the voice, Fang Cheng turned his head and smiled, "Why did I hear this so awkwardly when it came out of your mouths?"

"Brother Cheng, I'm praising you."

"Then I really have to thank you."

It was almost two o'clock after a group of people had lunch, and it was almost evening after talking for a long time in the afternoon.

The five girls reluctantly packed their luggage, dragged Qingqing and Xiao Yuer to kiss several times, and then said goodbye to Fangcheng Yang Yueyue and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Fang Cheng and Yang Yueyue each took Qingqing Xiaoyu'er, put the five of them into the car, and returned home.

"As soon as they left, the house became much quieter."