I thought I was pregnant with the male lead's cub

Song Huacui was cooking in the house. She had to pay attention to An An who was sitting outside the door. The kitchen door was open. When she heard the noise, she wiped her hands and walked out. She saw Shen Chengxing first, "I'm back."

Then he looked at Fu Yi and smiled, "Fu Yi sit down and rest first."

"Cheng Xing, your aunt asked me to pick up something just now. She bought the ticket to go back and said that the bus was about to leave. She was in a hurry to let me go. You can treat Fu Yi yourself first. Mom will see if I can do it later." Hurry back."

Aunt Shen Chengxing has a child at home, she has to rush back to watch, Shen Chengxing understands, Song Huacui may still be in a hurry, glanced at Fu Yi, nodded, "Mom, then go, be careful on the road, Fu Yi is my friend, coming to our house is like going home."

As he said, Fu Yi smiled.

Shen Chengxing has quite a few friends, and sometimes invites people to eat at home, but there is still a close relationship, and they take care of her son and grandson more, and she is the one who invited them to eat at home, which is a bit embarrassing.

There was still a smile on the corner of Fu Yi's mouth, "Auntie, what Cheng Xing said is right, hurry up, don't delay."

Song Huacui nodded, said a few fun words, and went out.

Shen Chengxing put An An on the sofa, and Fu Yi sat down with him. Fruits and snacks were placed on the table. Song Huacui didn't know what Fu Yi liked to drink, so he didn't prepare.

"Fu Yi, eat something to fill your stomach first. Do you want to drink anything? Juice and tea are available."

"Just like you."

If it's someone he doesn't know, Shen Chengxing still has to hesitate. Fu Yi's words don't have this trouble, and his answer is just as he wants.

For An An's words, Shen Chengxing's eyes met his, and he knew what he wanted to drink by looking at his smiling eyes, "Okay, wait a minute."

The drinks were all placed in the kitchen. Shen Chengxing went in and took a look. The kitchen smelled like chicken soup. He opened the casserole and saw that there was golden chicken soup inside. There were two cooked dishes on the table, steaming hot. It was steaming, and there were still four uncooked dishes on the cooking table.

In the living room, Fu Yi was sitting next to An An, his eyes turned around the living room, and finally fell on the table in the game area, on which there was a painting of An An.

An'an has already painted herself, and there are some more abstract entertainment facilities around, which should be the picture of going to the playground last time.

Fu Yi touched his head, "Uncle, can you take another look at An An's painting?"

An An looked at the paintings on the small table and nodded, "Yes."

Fu Yi got up and took it.

After taking the drink, Shen Chengxing went out. In the living room, Fu Yi and An An sat next to each other. Fu Yi hugged An An's shoulder and held An An's drawing paper in one hand. An An pointed at the painting and looked up at Fu Yi. With a smile on his face, Fu Yi looked at Xiao Budian.

Both of them had black hair, and from his perspective, they actually looked alike when they smiled.

Shen Chengxing was stunned for a moment, then walked over softly, put a glass of orange juice in front of Fu Yi, and a bottle of milk for Shen Anlian, when he saw Wangzai's milk, he showed a row of small white teeth, and thanked with a smile, "Thank you, Dad. "

Shen Chengxing pinched his fair and tender face, "Drink."

"Fu Yi, there are a few more dishes, I'll make them, and you can help me see An'an."

Fu Yi looked at him and nodded, "Want to help?"

"No, my mother has already prepared it, just fry it, and you can eat some fruit first."

"it is good."

As soon as Shen Chengxing entered, he closed the kitchen door. Fu Yi looked away, and continued to chat with Shen Anlian. The content of the two started from what they played with their brothers and sisters yesterday, what they learned recently, and asked Uncle Fu if the beach was fun. What? Yes, and then it came to Shen Chengxing.

An An naturally knew that his father's cooking was not as delicious as his grandma's. He didn't want Uncle Fu to be disappointed with his father's cooking, so he blinked his big bright eyes at the uncle in front of him.

"My father was very busy before, and he could only cook a little bit of food. He just learned more dishes recently. I don't know if it's good or not."

Fu Yi looked at him, imitating Shen Chengxing's technique, and gently pinched his cheek, "It's delicious, I just ate the braised pork and steamed fish made by your father yesterday, and I finished them with your father. delicious."

That's good, An'an is a little happy, "Uncle Fu, my father is so good, you should come to our house for dinner more in the future."

Uncle Fu was invited by An An, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "There will definitely be more, do you want to see what your father is cooking?"

Shen Anlian nodded.

"Uncle Fu hugs you?"

Shen Anlian stretched out two small hands, Fu Yi hugged him and sat on his elbows, and the two walked towards the kitchen.