my tongue can be cute

"Dad, just stop worrying about it. Seeing that you have a few more white hairs on your head, it hurts to see dyed clothes." Ye Ranyi pretended to be affectionate, and even himself felt numb.

"Hey, dyeing clothes, you see we are a big family now, and there are so many things to worry about, can I not worry about it?" Ye Shenghuo took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"It's all my fault. I went to some forest farm to play, and caused so many troubles, which caused trouble for my father."

"I don't blame you for this. Things will happen at the forestry farm sooner or later. It's better to come sooner than later. Your father has been fighting in the mall for so many years. What storms and waves have not gone through? It's nothing at all. It can't trouble your father."

"Dad, today is Thanksgiving, and I have prepared a gift for you old man." Ye Ranyi smiled and stood behind Ye Shenghuo.

"It's rare for you to have this kind of filial piety. These foreign festivals are celebrated by you young people. You don't know if you don't tell Dad." Ye Shenghuo felt relieved when he heard this. After his son was discharged from the hospital, he really seemed to be a different person. Yes, much more sensible than before.

"Dad personally cooked for me last time, and today I have bought a lot of vegetables, and I am going to show my hand in front of Dad." Ye Ranyi coquettishly hugged Ye Shenghuo's neck.

"Dad, it's true that you haven't tasted your cooking skills yet. I've never seen you in the kitchen when you grow up. When did you secretly learn to cook?" Ye Shenghuo was surprised by his son's thoughtfulness, and it was the first time in his life. Once I heard him say such affectionate words to himself.

Such intimate body language between father and son only happened when the son’s mother was still alive. Ye Shenghuo is already 60 years old, and gradually feels the approach of aging. Although money is endless, it cannot buy youth. Health can't be bought, so the Ye family's hope is pinned on their son, but he is bent. Fortunately, God saved his son in time and let him go straight again. Ye Shenghuo finally felt a little relieved.

"Dad, what are you thinking?" Seeing Ye Shenghuo squinting his eyes as if thinking about something, Ye Ranyi lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'll put off all the evening parties later, and I'll see how you do when I get home from get off work." Ye Shenghuo smiled and patted Ye Ranyi's palm.

"Dad, then I'll go home and prepare to go, waiting for you to come back." Ye Ranyi said goodbye happily.

When they arrived at the bottom of the office building, Fangyuan who was waiting below saw Ye Ranyi with a happy face, and greeted him, "Is everything going well?"

"It's done, Dad promised to stay with me at night." Ye Ranyi was in a good mood, and her voice was sweet.

"Haha, it looks like your dad won't be able to do it if he doesn't get your trick." Fang Yuan also laughed.

"It's not that you are a brilliant military strategist." Ye Ranyi slapped Fangyuan's shoulder with a palm, "Hey, I just fell into your trick, use my mouth to praise yourself in a different way?"

"Your mouth is so beautiful, but it's a pity that something is missing." Fang Yuan stared at Ye Ranyi's lips with a half-smile.

"What's missing?"

"cherry."

"You bastard." Ye Ranyi remembered what happened yesterday, his face became hot, and he hit him when he caught up.

Fang Yuan couldn't run fast, so he quickly raised his hands obediently and surrendered, "My lord, please forgive me."

"Who is your wife? Don't be ashamed in public." Ye Ranyi threw away Fangyuan, stepped into the car, and rushed out with the accelerator.

Fang Yuan's own car parked at Ye Ranyi's house, but in desperation, he had to wave for a taxi