After dressing as a vicious male partner, he was targeted by the reborn male protagonist

Mrs. Xiao died, and Meng Chenyu was completely stunned on the spot when he heard the news, his mind went blank.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "How could this be? Didn't it mean that she can divorce and be with her sweetheart after the matter is over?"

However, Si Yu sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, the two families have not had time to tear their faces apart, and they died a bit too early. As long as they wait a few months, the Xiao family will definitely be hurt again."

Meng Chenyu was stimulated, and couldn't accept it for a while: "You know she will die?"

Si Yu raised his eyebrows: "How can I say that I know this? Life and death are her own choices. If she can bear it, she will live. Once she compromises, she will die. Her life is in her hands."

That's right, this is Si Yu, this is the Xiaozhu, Meng Chenyu smiled wryly, how could he forget that when he first met Zhou Mu, he was almost buried in Si Yu's hands.

Now Si Yu is just putting away his minions in front of him, and he is still the ruthless him in essence.

Si Yu saw that Meng Chenyu's complexion was not good and his condition was not right, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, rubbing his chin against the top of his head, and said affectionately: "What's the matter? It's just an irrelevant person, don't you want to give birth to me?" gas?"

Meng Chenyu shook his head, tightened his collar, buried his head into his neck, and took a deep breath of the cool fragrance from his body: "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself."

He already knew Si Yu's temperament, didn't he?Si Yu willingly put his rein in his hands, but he forgot to control it.

He was also to blame for Mrs. Xiao's death.

Si Yu's eyes were gloomy, but his voice was still extremely gentle: "Then you think I did something wrong?"

Meng Chenyu sighed softly and kissed his lips: "You are here to protect me and my parents, how could you be wrong? It's my fault. I have relied too much on you during this time, it's been hard work dear."

The gloom in Si Yu's eyes gradually dissipated, and he was still full of grievances, lying on Meng Chenyu's shoulder coquettishly: "But you are not happy."

Meng Chenyu rubbed his cheek: "Let's try not to kill anyone next time, okay? I know she's not innocent, but the incident happened because of us. I can't bear to use other people's lives to fill my heart."

Si Yu was upset, and immediately straightened up: "You still said you didn't blame me, but now you are blaming me."

Meng Chenyu snorted, hooked his neck and kissed him. Si Yu's tone of breath disappeared in an instant. Forget it, he didn't know that Meng Chenyu was soft-hearted. If it wasn't for Meng Chenyu's soft-heartedness, they wouldn't have left either. together.

Si Yu calmed down and tasted the delicious food delivered to his door, and secretly decided that he must clean up the matter next time and not let Meng Chenyu know.

Meng Chenyu didn't know what Si Yu was thinking, he just thought that Si Yu agreed to him, and he still felt a little bit sorry in his heart.

After all, Si Yu had been busy preparing for this for so long, but in the end, he was unhappy with him because of this, no matter how he looked at it, it was his fault.

After thinking about it, Meng Chenyu decided to coax Si Yu well, and then remembered the strawberry cream cake that he failed to make last week.

He took Si Yu and Lawyer Zhang out to run errands and hurriedly ordered a bunch of materials for takeaway, and then rushed into the kitchen with the materials in hand.

Mother Meng was not feeling well, so she came back early. The house was quiet, as if no one was there, so she put a blanket on the sofa and took a light sleep.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was an explosion sound from the kitchen, waking Mama Meng up. At this time, the sky outside had already darkened. Normally, everyone is cooking in the kitchen at this time. How could there be an explosion sound?

Mother Meng asked worriedly: "Aunt Liu? What's the matter? Are you all right? Why do I hear something wrong?"

"Ahem, cough, Mom, it's okay, don't come here yet." It was Meng Chenyu's voice that answered her.

Mother Meng became even more anxious, and hurried over to open the kitchen door, only to find that the pots had been blown open.

There was flour all over the stove on the floor, and by the way, her precious son was standing in the flour pile beside him.

Mother Meng hesitated for a moment, and considering Meng Chenyu's face, she said tactfully, "It's better to do the flour explosion experiment in the laboratory."

Meng Chenyu: "...No, I don't know why it exploded again, I want to make a cake."

One word made Meng's mother's heart ache. This is not the first time that she has co-authored. What if someone blows up and something happens?

Mommy Meng handed him a towel to wipe his face, washed his hands, and went to the stage to help.

"What kind of cake do you want to make, mom will teach you."

Meng Chenyu looked through his memory and found that Mama Meng was really good at making cakes, so he immediately began to talk about his requirements: "I want a heart-shaped one, the thickness of a palm is enough, with a little preserved fruit in the middle, and some cakes outside the cream. Stroke with strawberry jam."

Mother Meng paused her hands, feeling sour in her heart: "Is this made for Si Yu?"

She hadn't eaten the cake made by Meng Chenyu yet, so she was going to make it for her foster husband, and she really couldn't help it.

Meng Chenyu smiled embarrassedly: "Si Yu did some things for me, but I made him unhappy and wanted to coax him."

Meng's mother sighed faintly: "Actually, mother also likes cakes very much."

The radar on Meng Chenyu's head spun slowly: "I also bought my mother's favorite mango, and I'm going to make a mango mille-feuille pie for my mother."

Only then did Meng's mother let Meng Chenyu go with satisfaction, and she spared no effort in entrusting Meng Chenyu to make cakes.

After five or six failures, a beautifully shaped love cake finally slowly took shape under Meng Chenyu's hands.

Meng Chenyu ate some leftovers, and after confirming that the taste was good, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face full of anticipation.

It was already dark when Si Yu came back, the living room was empty, and the lights in all the rooms were turned off. Si Yu didn't bother to turn on the lights, so he turned around and wanted to go back to the room to hug his little boyfriend.

"Wait, wait." Suddenly a weak voice came from the sofa, calling him, Meng Chenyu complained in a low voice, "Why didn't you follow the routine? Turn on the light first."

Si Yu's mood suddenly brightened, and he chuckled lightly: "Okay, just now didn't count, let's start over."

He exited the room cooperatively, and slowly opened the door again, this time turning on the light first.

A beautiful and vivid bouquet of blue irises jumped into his eyes. Meng Chenyu was wearing his favorite fox pajamas, hugging flowers, and sitting on the sofa facing the door. On the coffee table, there was a beautiful glass box tied with fireworks. A delicate strawberry shortcake.

Meng Chenyu blushed slightly: "That..."

Si Yu stepped forward and threw the flower on the other side of the sofa, held Meng Chenyu down and kissed it.

Meng Chenyu stretched out his hand and put it softly on his neck, his eyes were wet and pink at the end of his eyes.

When Si Yu let go of him, he could even feel that a piece of skin had been torn at the corner of his mouth.

Si Yu brought the cake, but upon closer inspection, he realized that the cake was not as delicate as he had imagined, and even the flowers outlined on the side were crooked.

His eyes were soft and confused: "You did it?"

Meng Chenyu couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth. If the tail behind him was real, he would almost be thrown into the sky: "Of course, I will make up for the cake you failed on your last birthday. Try it quickly."

The last time I celebrated Si Yu's birthday, he couldn't make a cake in the end, so he had to make a bowl of longevity noodles. This time, he finally made up for his regret.

Under Meng Chenyu's expectant gaze, Si Yu dug a small bite of cake and put it in his mouth. His eyes were slightly curved, and his fair skin became more transparent under the cold light of the incandescent lamp. A little gentle.

"I love it," he said.

He was talking about cake, but his eyes fell on Meng Chenyu.

Meng Chenyu was at a loss for a moment, slowly put on the hat of his pajamas, grabbed the two fox ears on the hat and whispered: "Me, me too."

You took a bite of the small cake and I took a bite and it was quickly divided between the two. At this moment, Si Yu finally remembered the flowers that had been thrown aside.

He picked up the flowers, carefully put them into a vase, put in the nutrient solution, placed them on the window sill of the living room balcony, and then took the hand of the well-behaved Meng Chenyu back to the upstairs room.

The door of the study on the second floor was closed with a click. It turned out that there was a gap left just now to let the people in the study see the living room.

Father Meng was sour and angry: "Xiaoyu made a cake for the first time, and it was for him. We just had two mille-feuille pies along the way! Did you see that he even kissed Xiaoyu!"

Meng's mother glanced at him quietly, her eyes were full of disgust: "The children are more sensible than you."

Even Xiaoyu knows how to make some cakes and buy some flowers to coax her lover, her husband only knows how to give money and give money.

The last time they were married for the 10th anniversary, she prepared a gift and looked forward to it for a day, and he could forget it. Finally, he just gave her a card and forget it. This is not as good as children.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu didn't follow his father, the more Meng's mother thought about it, the more disgusted she became.

Father Meng was stunned: "Honey, what's wrong with me!"

Mother Meng sighed: "Forget it, you are just a log."

After finishing speaking, he left the study room, leaving behind Father Meng who was confused.

Father Meng thought hard for a long time, and then he punched his palm hard. He understood that his wife must have disliked Si Yu too much, and blamed him for the bet with Si Yu!

Father Meng consciously figured it out, and immediately rushed to his son's room arrogantly.

When passing by the master bedroom, Meng's mother grabbed her: "You idiot, what are you doing?"

Father Meng said seriously: "Honey, don't worry, I'll catch that brat Si Yu and throw him back into his room right away!"

With a twitching vein on Meng's forehead, she grabbed his ear and carried him away: "Who told you to disturb the children? Go to the children's room in the middle of the night to catch his mate. You're too old to be ashamed!"

"Wife, please be gentle, it hurts, it hurts." Father Meng was sent into the guest room by Zhi Ji.

With a cold face, Meng's mother found a quilt from the closet and threw it to him: "You can sleep here today, and go back after thinking about why I am angry."

Father Meng hugged the quilt aggrievedly, watching his ruthless wife turn and leave.