The way she smiled made Josnian irresistible. This trick would be effective for him no matter how many years.

Josnian touched her hand: "Is it cold? It's windy at the seaside. Go back."

"Are you cold? Let's go back together."

Ye Jiaqi couldn't help but hold his hand, and Josnian followed her back obediently, leaving their footprints on the beach, one after another.

It's rare for two people to spend a day together. As expected, neither of them wants to go to the company or go back to Qiao's house.

Ye Jiaqi went to the kitchen to make snacks. It was rare for her to cook now, and it was rare for Josnian to eat what she cooked.

"Sinian, Xiaozi sent me a message saying that she and Xiaoyu get along very well, and she will take him back to London to go to school when this semester is over."

"She is also stubborn and insists on going back to London."

"After all, she grew up in London. You have to understand, not to mention that the master is there. She has always regarded the master as a father."

"I can understand." Josnian leaned back on the black leather chair.

"Well, long live my understanding. I find that Xiao Zi has a much more cheerful personality now. By the way, is there any news about Mr. Meng?"

"I haven't looked for Zeng Chengliang recently. I'm afraid there is no news. If there is news, he would have called me long ago."

"No news is the best news. Do you want to invite everyone to come here to play tonight?"

"No, we just stay together."

"I didn't go back last night. I have to go back to Qiao's house tonight. I miss the little ones."

"Those three brats, do you miss them or do they miss you? Look, who has called you?" Josnian dismissed them.

Ye Jiaqi walked around behind Josnian, hooked his arms around his neck and smiled: "They are brats, what are you? Huh? A fool."

Josnian: "..."

At noon, Josnian cooked some dishes himself.

Only Ye Jiaqi can often taste his craftsmanship, and the three little boys are not so lucky.

Ye Jiaqi remembered that when they were in her small apartment in Chicago, she and Josnian were in a relationship. At that time, he often cooked for her, and she was still pregnant with Little Yuzi at that time.

It's just that Josnian was quite annoying at that time, so he didn't want to do it.

Eating Josnian's cooking at noon, Ye Jiaqi was so satisfied that he couldn't help but take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments——

“Mr. Qiao’s craftsmanship is very, very good~~~(*^▽^*)”

The following is a nine-square grid, and every photo is very good.

Josnian went with her.

It was probably lunch time, and not long after, comments came one after another.

Qiao Chengfan:...It was an accident for the three of us.

Little Yuzu: Where is it! I want to eat it too!

Cheng Yuzhi: My craftsmanship is also good.

Ning An: Master Qiao is so awesome.

Song Shaoyan: It’s too much. How can I let my wife see it?

Xiao Zi: Master Qiao is such a good husband.

Ye Jiaqi is full of happiness.

Josnian gave her a piece of ribs and said in a serious and cold tone: "Don't play with your phone while you are eating. How many times have I told you."

"Okay, I got it." Ye Jiaqi deliberately waved the WeChat Moments in front of his eyes, "You also have to learn from me and post more to Moments. For example, you can post the snacks I made for you."

"What's so good?" Josnian couldn't understand, "I don't want to share good things with others."

"You are so boring."

"..."

Ye Jiaqi put down his mobile phone and sat face to face with Josnian to eat, feeling very good.
Chapter completed!