Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Qibao rolled his eyes: "I can promise you, but you promise, mom can't be bullied."

"I promise."

Cen Si stretched out his hand: "Come on, high-five for alliance."

Qi Bao still didn't understand the meaning of clapping as a bond, so he followed him, one big and one small put his hands together, Cen Si felt an electric current rushing through his limbs and bones, and finally gathered in his heart.

For the first time, he felt the pull of the blood, so wonderful.

After comforting Qibao, Cen Si walked to the living room.

Condensed with a cold face: "What did you say to Qibao, why does he like you so much?"

"I told Qibao that I am his father and I will take care of him in the future, and he agreed." Cen Si took the shopping bag and walked into the kitchen.

Condensation doesn't believe it, it's that simple?
"If you don't want Qibao to have an unhappy childhood and meet that kind of unscrupulous nanny on the Internet, you can drive me away now."

Cen Si took the pink apron hanging at the side, tied it on, and looked back at Ning Ning: "But you know that kind of person might do something to Qibao. I'm really not good enough, but he's my son, and I don't care. Will hurt him, I will do my best to make up for him, I am more trustworthy than those people."

Condensation stood outside the kitchen door, clutching his fingers.

She didn't want Cen Si to get close to Qibao at all, but he was right, people outside were not as reliable as Cen Si after all.

After all, he is his biological father.

She gritted her teeth: "Since you want to take care of Qibao, then I will give you money according to the market price, and you use the money to do things, don't interfere with my life."

Cen Si paused: "Okay, as you like."

Ning Ning flicked a bank card, "Half of the money in this card is salary, and the other half is food expenses. Qibao has written everything down. Take a good look and take good care of Qibao."

Cen Si took the bank card and gently stroked the account number on it with his fingertips.

When they first got together, Ning Ning's career was at its peak, but because of a mission failure, all the bank cards in his hand were frozen.

The same is true for Ning Ning, who dumped him a card and spoke domineeringly.

"You just need to recuperate at home, and I will take care of the family."

After many years, he once again thought of the details of being together, he curled his lips, and now he couldn't hide his affection: "Okay, I will."

Ning Ning's heart trembled, she looked away, and turned to leave.

Cen Si is very skilled and cooks excellent dishes.

Qibao is very picky, but he was overwhelmed by his food, and his mouth was full of oil.

Cen Si has a slight obsession with cleanliness, but now he can help him wipe the corners of his mouth and oil stains on his hands with a tissue without even frowning.

Ning Ning didn't want to admit that the food cooked by Cen Si really suited her taste.

But she doesn't want to move.

Cen Si let go of Qibao and went to the kitchen, wondering what he was doing.

Qibao held a piece of spare ribs, and brought it closer to Ning Ning: "Mom, open your mouth and eat."

The pork ribs are really fragrant.

Ning Ning's figure is strictly managed, and she seldom eats these at night. She shook her head: "Mom doesn't eat, Qibao eats, okay?"

Qibao stared straight at Ning Ning, with tears in his eyes: "Does Mom not like Dad?"

"???"

Condensation froze: "What?"

"Father said that he made a mistake and is chasing you now, do you plan to make up?" Qibao choked up, "Mom doesn't even eat the spare ribs that Dad made, she must be unwilling to forgive, and Qibao doesn't want to get along with her either. Daddy's all right—"

When he cried, his face was full of tears.

Ning Ning's heart was about to break, "No, no, mom is not angry."

She took the tissue in a panic, trying to wipe his tears away, but Qibao cried more and more fiercely.

"What can Qibao do to stop crying? Mother will promise you, okay?"

Qibao looked at the ribs: "Mom, eat ribs, Qibao will be happy."

Ning Ning pursed her lips, and after a long while, she lowered her head and bit the ribs. As soon as she took her mouth, the rich sweet and sour taste almost brought her back to many years ago, and she swallowed the ribs slowly.

"Is it ok now?"

Qibao's eyes were gray and pitiful: "Mom, eat well, and Qibao is good too."

Ning Ning didn't have principles, so he hurriedly agreed to the request, and ate a few pieces of pork ribs in a row in order to coax him.

"Is it better now? Mom has eaten a lot."

"Qibao, mom can't eat these at night." Cen Si came out with a bowl of vegetable salad, and a scent hit his face.

He put the vegetable salad in front of Condensation: "The vegetable salad I made for you has chicken breast and beef in it, try it."

Condensation ate ribs at night, which has exceeded the standard.

She looked at the plate of vegetable salad and swallowed: "Don't eat."

I can't eat it.

If you continue to eat, you will increase the amount again at night.

Cen Si glanced at Qibao lightly, Qibao's eyes immediately turned red, and he was about to cry again.

"..."

Ning Ning could tell that the two of them were determined to force her to eat. She took the vegetable salad and gulped it down viciously: "Cen Si, if it wasn't for Qibao, see if I can take a look at you!"

dog man!
I'm looking for help now!

But Qibao can handle her accurately, she has no room to resist at all.

Cen Si laughed at himself: "You are right, then you can eat more, okay?"

Condensation had a feeling of being punched on the cotton, very weak.

After eating a plate of vegetable salad, Ning Ning walked into the training room full of heat and dissatisfaction.

Cen Si cleaned up the restaurant kitchen, made her a cup of fruit tea, and brought it to the training room: "Drink some water, Qibao, I'll take it to take a bath, and go to bed early."

After he left, Ning Ning looked at the cup of fruit tea.

She has always been strict about her figure, but Cen Si is very skilled. When they are together, she is often fed all kinds of delicious food.

It was an extremely hard time, and she had to redouble her training every day.

Cen Si watched a lot of videos, and researched a fruit tea in the fat-reducing period, which is sweet and sour, relieves greasy and appetizing, and removes oil.

She has learned many times, but she has never learned the essence.

After three years, this cup of tea appeared again.

Ning Ning resisted the desire to taste it, practiced until midnight, and couldn't hold it back anymore, took a sip, the familiar taste.

Just after training, she didn't care too much and drank it in a few sips.

Leaving the training room, a lamp was burning in the living room. The dim light shone down, and the whole room seemed to be covered with a faint luster.

She went to the kitchen and put down the water glass.

I saw a post-it note on the refrigerator.

[I prepared breakfast, it's in the refrigerator, remember to eat it. 】

[I took the spare key, I will take care of Qibao, you can work with confidence. 】

Condensation choked, spare key?

How would he know where the spare key was?
Qibao flashed across her mind, who else could it be besides him?
Angrily, she crushed the note, threw it into the trash can, and cursed inexplicably, "Little traitor!"

It's only been half a day, and even the keys have been given away.

If after a while, wouldn't he have to run away with Cen Si?