"Mommy, aren't you stir-frying?"

Leng Yicheng stared at the banana pie in her hand without blinking, and kept swallowing saliva, it was so fragrant.

"Fry it later!" Xia Zhi looked at his son's greedy appearance funny, and said softly: "You can eat it when it's cold, it's too hot to eat and it will hurt your teeth!" ”

"Uh-huh!" Leng Yicheng nodded violently, but his eyes were still on the plate.

Seeing them coming over on a cold day, my son kept staring at the plate and hooked the corners of his mouth funny.

"Leng Yicheng, didn't you eat first?"

"Mommy said, it's too hot to eat and it will give you a toothache!"

Leng Yicheng turned his head and responded, looked at him with dark eyes, and said crisply: "Daddy, I haven't eaten any of them, it's a whole plate." ”

Xia Zhi smiled, put the plate on the coffee table, touched the kettle again, saw the hot water, and boiled another kettle.

"Eat it when it's cold!"

She reminded Leng Tian.

Someone's outstretched hand retracted.

She smiled, Leng Yicheng looked at her, then at Leng Tian, and said with a straight face: "Mommy said that you should eat it colder, but you still don't listen." ”

Leng Tian touched his son's head with a smile, and said jokingly: "Don't blow saliva into it!" ”

Leng Yicheng pursed his lips and glared at him fiercely.

Xia Zhi took a funny look at the interaction between their father and son, sat down on the side, took a magazine and fanned the wind.

"Baby, don't blow it, Mommy will be fine after a while, and the mouth will be uncomfortable after a while!"

"Mommy, I'll fan."

Leng Yicheng sat up on his knees again, took the fan in her hand and fanned it, and said something while chanting, "Hurry up, hurry up and get cold, we're going to eat you!" ”

"I'm not cold, see how you eat!"

"Humph! If you're not cold, I'll eat you! ”

The little guy divides the roles and performs a dialogue with the banana.

Xia Zhi smiled silently, looking at his son's vivid performance with full eyes, and the little guy was also having a good time.

Leng Tian twitched the corners of his mouth, pulled her over, wrapped his long arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear with thin lips, "Is my son more and more like you?" ”

The warm breath blew through and penetrated into the ear piercing, and a tingling electric current instantly rushed to the brain, and then to the spine.

The tip of his heart throbbed, and Xia Zhi's little face blushed.

"Which one?" Her heart trembled slightly, a little shaken.

A mint fragrance wrapped in the smell of potion penetrated into her nostrils, and she couldn't help but be teased.

"As cute as you are!"

Leng Tian smiled evilly.

Xia Zhi turned his head to look at him, met his shining eyes, and saw the teasing in his eyes, as if she was stupid, and she glared at him in annoyance.

"What's wrong with cute?"

She snorted.

"Very good!" Leng Tian suddenly kissed her on the face.

Xia Zhi pushed him.

Hurriedly looked at her son, and saw that Leng Yicheng was still fanning the magazine book, she smiled and leaned over, "Touch it, it's not hot." ”

Leng Yicheng dropped the notebook in his hand, touched the plate with his little hand, and touched the banana again.

"Mommy, it doesn't seem to be hot."

He looked back happily, his eyes shining brightly.

She answered, took a little condensed milk, and took a bite, the temperature was just right.

"Well, it's ready to eat!"

Seeing that her son's saliva was about to come out, she touched her son's furry head and signaled that he could eat it.

"Hee-hee, I'm going to eat!"

Leng Yicheng was very excited, and quickly took one and ate it.