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This was the first time Tong Yu had expressed his thoughts so clearly since he fell ill.Although it was just a simple sentence of wanting to drink fish soup, it was a moving progress for Ning Xiyuan and Tong's father and son.

Tong Yu wanted to drink fish soup, so Ning Siyuan had to know how to cook fish soup even if he couldn't!

Fortunately, Ning Yuyuan's cooking skills are not bad, and he happens to be good at making fish soup.

Tong's family's food is bought and delivered by the nanny every day. When Tong's father and Tong Yu have no time to cook, the nanny will cook and leave.However, during this period of time, the meals at home were basically cooked by Tongfu or Tongyu.This is the first time that Ning Yuyuan cooks for Tong Yu seriously.

Fortunately, my cooking skills are not bad.

When Ning Yuyuan was busy in the kitchen, Tong Yu stood at the door of the kitchen and watched.He stared intently at the movements of Ning Yuyuan's hands, like the most serious and focused student in the experimental class, his eyes were right and wrong, and he was afraid of missing a detail.

Milk came over from the living room, rubbed against Tong Yu's feet, and called out to him in a milky voice: "Aim~"

Tong Yu glanced down at the milk, leaned over and picked it up.Then he continued to stand at the door of the kitchen and stared at Ning Yuyuan's movements, this time with milk.

When Ning Yuyuan turned around to the thing, seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing: "Standing there all this time and watching me doing what? Are you not tired?"

Tong Yu shook his head, not intending to leave at all.

Ning Yuyuan watched it amusedly, but felt a burst of tension in his heart.After thinking about it, he squeezed out a small piece of tomato from the bowl beside him and sent it to Tong Yu's mouth.

"Ah." Ning Yuyuan signaled Tong Yu to open his mouth.

Tong Yu glanced at the tomato in his hand, then at Ning Yuyuan's eyes, then obediently said "ah", opened his mouth, and took a small piece of tomato from Ning Yuyuan's hand into his mouth.

A little sour, Tong Yu frowned subconsciously, but soon relaxed again, chewed a few times and swallowed it.

Ning Yuyuan had been paying attention to the changes in his expression, seeing his frown, asked, "Are you sore?"

Tong Yu nodded, then shook his head.

Ning Siyuan deliberately teased him: "Then another piece?"

Tong Yu quickly shook his head and refused.

Ning Yuyuan laughed and rubbed Tong Yu's hair, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Tong Yu's forehead.

It was so natural when we kissed, but it seemed a little inappropriate when we separated.Ning Yuyuan let go of Tong Yu in embarrassment, coughed twice, and was about to say something to ease the embarrassment.When he looked up, he found that Tong Yu was staring at him with piercing eyes, and raised his hand to gently touch his forehead.

Ning Yuyuan paused, the words he was going to say were blocked in his throat.Tong Yu's eyes were too bright, brighter than ever when he was looking at him.And there was no discomfort or disgust in those eyes, Ning Yuyuan even read a trace of joy from it.

So he had the cheek to think that Tong Yu liked his kisses.

Thinking this way, by a strange coincidence, he grabbed Tong Yu's hand that was stroking his forehead, and under Tong Yu's puzzled eyes, he lowered his head and kissed the center of his brow again.This time it stayed longer than before, and it seemed a little more solemn.

Tong Yu didn't resist, and let Ning Yuyuan hold one of his hands while the other was wrapped around his head.The soft and warm touch between the eyebrows didn't make him feel disgusted, and even made him feel warm and beautiful.

This kiss didn't have any erotic taste, but it was surprisingly long.

It wasn't until the milk in Tong Yu's arms couldn't help crying that Ning Yuyuan let Tong Yu go as if he suddenly woke up.It was just that his lips left Tong Yu's forehead.

In the pot behind him, the milky white fish soup began to roll, the soup was rich and fragrant.

But the two people at the door of the kitchen seemed to have lost their noses, and they stared at each other patronizingly, with pure and clear eyes in one, and dark currents in the other.

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