Three dishes and one soup, one meat, one vegetarian, one meat, plus a bowl of pickled cabbage and fish fillet soup, a very healthy meal.

Fang Cheng took the initiative to suggest: "The day after tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the family has not prepared moon cakes yet, why don't we go buy moon cakes tomorrow."

"But…"

Fang Cheng knew that Yang Yueyue was afraid that passers-by would recognize him, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, he quickly said: "It's okay, or else you bring Qingqing at home, and I'll go buy it alone."

"Qingqing is going to buy mooncakes." Qingqing danced and said, "Qingqing is going too."

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, Papa will take you there tomorrow, and let's leave Ma Ma at home alone, shall we?"

Qingqing pursed her mouth, grabbed Yang Yueyue's sleeve with a small hand, looked at Fang Cheng fiercely and said, "It's not good."

Fang Cheng laughed, and after patiently picking out the fishbone, he put the fish meat in Yang Yueyue's bowl, and Yang Yueyue picked it up and fed it to Qingqing, like an assembly line operation.

"How about I feed you, you eat first."

Yang Yueyue shook her head: "No, you eat first, I'll just feed you."

"I've finished eating, you should feed it, after all, it's hard to go home."

Yang Yueyue couldn't help asking: "Is this my home?"

Without any hesitation, Fang Cheng didn't even think about this question at all, and blurted out: "Of course."

In Fang Cheng's heart, Yang Yueyue has long been regarded as his own family, but he feels that Yang Yueyue is not ready yet, so he has not expressed his intention clearly.

Fang Cheng added: "You are Qingqing's Mama, this is Qingqing's home, and it is your home."

Yang Yueyue lowered her head secretly for a while, and after a long time, she pretended to be casual and asked, "Who is calling you this afternoon?"

"Calling? Oh, you mean Guo Xiaoyan, he is from the planning department of Mango TV. I mentioned a program idea during the live broadcast a while ago, and it was adopted by their planning department. I even changed the program for them a few days ago. Planning a plan, maybe they felt embarrassed, so they called in the afternoon and asked me if I would like to be their consultant for Mango TV.”

Yang Yueyue snorted, and asked again: "Then who were you chatting with in the yard this afternoon?"

"The live broadcast is of course chatting with the audience."

Yang Yueyue blurted out: "But... I clearly heard a girl's voice."

Fang Cheng was stunned for a while, and then remembered that Chen Meina had connected with him in the afternoon. Fang Cheng looked at Yang Yueyue who deliberately turned her head away, got up and approached her, and whispered in her ear: "You are not jealous, are you?"

clack.

The spoon fell into the bowl.

Yang Yueyue hurriedly explained: "I don't have one."

It's okay not to explain, this explanation is more obvious.

Fang Cheng laughed loudly: "You are just jealous."

"I do not have!"

Yang Yueyue snorted softly, her tone full of coquettishness.

Seeing Yang Yueyue blushing, Fang Cheng suddenly stopped smiling, and while Yang Yueyue was not paying attention, he quickly kissed the corner of Yang Yueyue's mouth.

Electric shock.

soft.

slippery.

wet.

Yang Yueyue pursed her lips lightly, dumbfounded.

Qingqing clapped her hands and laughed, "Papa kiss, papa kiss."

On weekdays, Fang Cheng often kisses Qingqing's little cheeks. In Qingqing's world view, kissing is just a way of expressing affection, not as complicated as in the adult world.

……

Chapter 47 Thank you

That night.

After coaxing Qingqing to sleep with Yang Yueyue, Fang Cheng put on a coat, drove the McLaren that he hadn't used for a long time, drove all the way to the supermarket, bought a box of mooncakes of various flavors, and pushed With the shopping cart, go to the back of the line and line up to pay the bill.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, the supermarket is very crowded, there are all kinds of people.

After queuing at the back of the line for five or six minutes, when Fang Cheng put the things in front of the cashier, both Fang Cheng and the cashier were stunned.

"Why are you standing still, hurry up." The people behind urged.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

Fang Cheng knew the woman in front of her. Her name was Lin Xi. Two years ago, she was lured by a friend to sell wine in Quentin Bar. She said it was wine sales, but she was actually a traditional hostess.

One night, she was stalked by two drunk punks, and it was Fang Cheng who rescued her from the hands of the two punks.

After a long period of time, Fang Cheng would go to Quentin's Bar every night, and every time he went to Quentin's Bar, he would definitely find Lin Xi to accompany him.

Fang Cheng remembered very clearly that it was also an autumn night, and he took Lin Xi to the hotel after being drunk.

Fang Cheng didn't know until the next morning that it was Lin Xi's first time.

Although Fang Cheng was a scumbag before, the targets of scumbags are also those scumbag girls who hang out in bars all the year round. In Fang Cheng's words, women like scumbags will not feel guilty afterwards.

Fang Cheng originally thought that Lin Xi should have lost his footing after working in the bar for so long, but unexpectedly...

That morning, Fang Cheng asked Lin Xi many things.

Only then did Fang Cheng know that Lin Xi's drinking at the bar was just to earn medical expenses for his terminally ill father. After Fang Cheng heard the bloody reason, the first words he said were not consolation or self-blame, he just calmed down. He said, "Just treat it as a one-night stand."

A very sloppy sentence.

After hearing this, Lin Xi burst into tears.

When Fang Cheng left, he left a bank card with 50 in it. Fang Cheng had sent her the password of the bank card before pulling Hei Linxi.

From that day on, Fang Cheng never saw Lin Xi again, that is to say, from that time on, Fang Cheng never looked for a woman to accompany him when he went to the bar.

Under the urging of the customers behind, Lin Xi hurriedly scanned the QR code and said timidly, "A total of 1000 and [-] yuan."

Fang Cheng paid the money and was about to leave.

Lin Xi glanced at his watch and asked in a low voice, "Can you wait for me for 15 minutes? I'm about to change shift."

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