Xiaoxue's children's shoes are soft and promised: "Brother, Xiaoxue is my mother's caring little cotton jacket, no one can kidnap~"

Xiao Yechen curled the corners of his lips: "Be good."

After chatting for a while, Xiao Yechen hung up the phone, walked to Ye Weilan's room door, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Dad, mommy, it's time to have lunch."

In the room.

Qi Ye raised his long eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Ye Weilan slept in his arms, his head resting on his arms, his cheeks were pink, and his dream was in full swing.

Xiao Yechen shouted outside the door and there was no further information. Perhaps he was not sure whether they were awake or not.

Qi Ye pinched the tender white nose of the woman in her arms with her slender fingers and exerted a little force.

Ye Weilan Yingning huddled her face into his arms and rubbed her back, and continued to sleep.

Qi Ye smiled softly. She slept so much during the day and shouldn't be able to sleep at night, but she couldn't wake up tonight.

Qi Ye continued to work hard, and this time he changed to pinch his tender white cheeks.

Ye Weilan opened his eyes in a daze, with a bit of laziness in water. A pair of Qi Ye's delicate and gorgeous faces leaned tighter into his arms and muttered: "...cry..."

"Xiao Jiu is waiting for you to have lunch outside the door," Qi Ye looked at the person who was as lazy as a cat, and his lips couldn't help but rise: "It should be that he cooked in person."

Ye Weilan was stunned and immediately woke up. She shook her head and walked out the door to open the door. Sure enough, she saw her beautiful and well-behaved son waiting patiently. When she heard the movement, she raised her face to look at her, and a sweet smile was attached: "Mommy, Wu'an."

Ye Weilan squatted down, hugged his little body and kissed: "Baby Wu'an, have you been waiting for a long time, have you?"

Xiao Yechen shook his head, his cheeks flushed slightly, and his heart was full of kissing: "No, baby has made the big lobster that mommy loves to eat." His clear eyes were as bright as gems, and there was a hint of eagerness to try: "Mommy should eat more."

Ye Weilan was squinting her four-year-old son, her whole heart was about to be moved, and her eyes were red: "Xiao Jiu is so nice."

Qi Ye stood behind Ye Weilan, looked at the mother and son who were hugging each other, raised his long eyebrows, and the smile on the corners of his lips was a little ill.

There is an illusion that this kid is competing for favor with him...

When the family of three went out, Xiao Yechen consciously turned to the next room and knocked on Perlangodo's door: "Grandpa, you're out for dinner."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside.

Ye Weilan took a step forward and frowned. Could it be that he was not here?

Young Master Qi simply pushed open the door.

The room was empty and there was no one.

"Where have the old pervert?" Ye Weilan looked at Qi Ye with confusion.

Qi Ye's eyes were shimmering, as lazy as ever: "I probably went out to see the sea. The old man is old and it is normal that it can't stay in the room."

The sea area here is extremely large and difficult to find. If you really have to wait for him to have dinner together, you will probably have to wait until the evening, which will disappoint Xiao Yechen.

"Let's leave his part alone." Ye Weilan smiled and led his son downstairs.

On the white and warm dining table, four dishes and one soup are neatly arranged, stir-fried beans, stir-fried beans, mushrooms and vegetables, cold potato shreds, and flour soup. They are all home-cooked side dishes that Ye Weilan often makes. They are not expensive, but full of the warm taste of home.
Chapter completed!