When he turned to Yang Gang, his back trembled, and there was a ripple in his bright eyes. At first, Song Zhe liked drinking black tea very much, but for her sister Xiang Qing, she thought he had really changed. It turned out that it was just an echo.

    Turning around again, Xiangyang''s face showed a bright smile as gentle as the sun. Without a trace of the same emotion in his eyes, he whispered, "I''ll make you tea."

    Song Zhe looked at Xiangyang''s back and was stunned, while Dousha was watching him all the time. After staring for a long time, Dousha finally couldn''t hold his breath, pulled his sleeve, and said proudly, "is my mommy beautiful and lovely? Do you like it very much?"

    "Yes." Song Zhe answered Dousha''s question without thinking. Under Dousha''s sharp eyes, he realized what he had just answered.

    "I tell you, Dousha likes Mommy very much, but also likes daddy very much. Therefore, uncle, you''d better not destroy my happy home. Otherwise, not only me, but also dad will not spare you. "

    Xiang Yang just walked into the living room and heard the threatening words of Dousha, so he quickly put down his teacup, went to Dousha and said to him, "Dousha, people should know themselves. How can you scare your uncle with your father?"

    Xiang Yang''s words are also somewhat embarrassing for Song Zhe. After all, the person who has no self-knowledge is more like him. Song Zhe stood up with a trace of chapped on his elegant face. " I won''t drink tea. I just came to see if Xiangyang is doing well. Now I can rest assured that you are very happy. "

    In this way, Song Zhe came and left quickly. Jiang Yuanzhou, who had been standing on the stairs, looked better when he saw him leave.

    "Learn to cook with Aunt Li tomorrow. I want to eat your cooking." After Jiang Yuanzhou said this, he went upstairs again.

    Dousha pulled Xiangyang''s sleeve and asked in some doubt, "Mommy, don''t you know how to cook? Why did dad let you learn? "

    Xiangyang is also confused. It seems that she can cook, but she hasn''t cooked it for Jiang Yuanzhou. Is this her own mistake?

    "By the way, Mommy, you can make noodles for bean paste. I''m hungry." Dousha felt his groaning stomach and smiled shyly.

    Xiangyang stretched out his hand and touched his short hair. His starlit eyes were full of a spoiled look. " OK, then go to the restaurant and wait for the bean paste. The noodles will be cooked quickly. "

    "OK." After Dousha readily agreed, he went to the restaurant alone, while Xiangyang went up to the second floor and knocked on Jiang Yuanzhou''s door.

    "Come in." Jiang Yuanzhou took the document and looked at it carefully. Without raising his head, he directly said, "if there''s nothing wrong, talk about it tomorrow. Now I have an urgent document to deal with."

    The feeling of being ordered by Jiang Yuanzhou was really uncomfortable. Xiang Yang angrily closed the door and walked to the kitchen with a face.

    Does this prove that working in his heart is far more important than himself? Or is he really nothing in his heart?

    He shook his head vigorously and threw out the inexplicable ideas in his mind. Wake up, Xiangyang. You have to believe him. He really loves you.

    I don''t know why. Since the accident, Xiang Yang always felt that his trust in Jiang Yuanzhou was getting lower and lower. Vaguely, she seemed to remember that she heard a terrible thing when she was sleeping, and that thing was the reason why Xiangyang no longer trusted him as before.

    But when she woke up, she forgot what it was. With a sigh, Xiangyang turned on the natural gas, added some water to the pot, and then sat on the stool to stay.

    "Mommy, Mommy, what are you cooking? It''s all burnt. " Dousha smelled paste outside the restaurant and hurried to the kitchen. The smell in the kitchen made him cover his mouth and nose.

    Xiangyang calmed down from his thoughts and was about to turn off the fire. It began to rain cats and dogs on his head, and he was directly drenched into a drowned chicken. He looked at the fire sprinkler head above his head and pulled the bean paste out of the kitchen. " Bean paste, it seems that we can''t eat noodles tonight. Why don''t we order takeout? "

    Dousha glanced at the wet Xiangyang, and then said with some worry, "Mommy, you''d better change your clothes first. Your body will be fine. If you catch a cold, it won''t be good."

    Jiang Yuanzhou heard the sound of the alarm and rushed to the kitchen. He saw the sun like a drowning chicken. He strode past with a trace of anger in his eyes and directly picked her up. " Are you a fool? Doesn''t that mean genius learned it? Aunt Li is not at home either. What are you doing alone? "

    Xiangyang lies quietly in his arms, listens to his powerful heartbeat, looks at his nervous appearance, and a warm current flows in his heart. " I just want to cook a bowl of noodles for bean paste. "

    As soon as Xiangyang''s words fell, Jiang Yuanzhou''s footsteps stopped. He lowered his eyes and looked at Xiangyang seriously. Then he said, "you are not allowed to cook for bean paste in the future. I can only eat what you cook in the future."

    Huh? Xiang Yang looked at Jiang Yuanzhou''s serious face, swallowed his saliva and asked, "are you serious?"

    "What do you think?" Jiang Yuanzhou asked Xiangyang in a low voice, but he didn''t find his little face behind him. Dousha was black and looked at his back.

    A gloomy breath is spreading around, and the heart that feels this abnormal atmosphere is jumping towards the sun. " Jiang Yuanzhou, I feel like something is wrong. Is it the end of the world? Or is the biochemical zombie coming? "

    Listening to the nouns never heard in Xiangyang''s mouth, Dousha tilted his head and looked curious, and the resentment around him dissipated. " Mommy, what do you mean by the end of the world, biochemical zombies? "

    Jiang Yuanzhou still held Xiangyang, turned around, looked down at Dousha and said perfunctorily, "don''t ask more about things children shouldn''t know. Go to bed."

    Dousha stared at Jiang Yuanzhou with a pair of big water Lingling eyes, and then looked at the silent Xiangyang in his arms. With his hands inserted into his small waist, he said angrily, "I don''t want to sleep alone. I want to sleep with mommy."

    Jiang Yuanzhou looked at the bean paste that suddenly became disobedient with a black face. Even Xiang Yang felt that there was something wrong with today''s bean paste. Vaguely, she could know the reason. She felt that the answer seemed to be coming out, but she couldn''t remember the specific reason.

    "Hum," Dousha looked at them angrily with a small face, feeling very wronged in his heart. If he had known that Mommy would be monopolized if he recognized his father, he would not have recognized Jiang Yuanzhou so easily.

    Jiang Yuanzhou and Xiang Yang didn''t know what Dousha was thinking. They just thought he was making trouble when he was hungry. So Jiang Yuanzhou was very domineering and autocratic, and said to Dousha, "go and ask the housekeeper grandpa to cook a bowl of noodles for you and go to bed."