Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

Lu Siting's movements were nimble and skillful, and with a hook with one arm, he hugged Xia Xiaoshu.

Let the little girl be condescending, so that she can clearly see the operation in the pot.

The man's gentle and mellow voice came in a low voice: "Can I see clearly this way?"

Xia Xiaoshu nodded like pounding garlic, and her small mouth was even sweeter: "Uncle Lu is amazing, his cooking skills are comparable to my mommy..."

With the intimacy between the father and daughter in the kitchen, Xia Wan felt that there was no room for her inside.

It is said that a daughter is Mommy's little padded jacket, but as soon as she meets her lover Daddy from her previous life, the little padded jacket will suddenly become warm.

Xia Wan secretly sighed helplessly.

Hearing the smell of sautéed onion and ginger, Lu Siting poured the fried fish pot into boiling water, boiled the water slowly, watched the soup gradually turn milky white, and the rich fresh fragrance spread in the air.

Lu Siting glanced at the little tree in his arms, and laughed lowly: "Honey, we're going to cook the noodles now. I'll be in charge of the soup, and you'll be in charge of the noodles..."

The man's "baby" sound only made Xia Wan feel goose bumps all over his body.

Look at Xia Xiaoshu again, his pink face was full of excitement, he nodded repeatedly, took the noodles from the man with his small hands, held them in his arms, and whipped them out earnestly.

The father and daughter cooperated very well.

Xia Wan leaned against the door of the kitchen, obviously not used to seeing Lu Siting vying for favor in front of the little tree, but it seemed like roots had taken root under his feet, and he was unwilling to leave.

The backs of two figures, one large and one small in front of the eyes, were reflected in the picture, and there was an indescribable warmth inexplicably.

Xia Wan's impression of Lu Siting was never like this.

It was the first time in Xia Wan's life that Xia Wan saw Lu Siting wearing an apron, hugging his daughter, and circling in front of the kitchen stove.

The domineering spirit of Ling Rui that originally belonged to men is gone now.

At this moment, Lu Siting's whole body seemed to be coated with an invisible halo, gentle and holy.

Until Xia Xiaoshu's voice came: "Mommy, Uncle Lu made his specialty noodles. I cooked them together. Let's have fish soup noodles for breakfast!"

Xia Wan suddenly came back to her senses, just in time to bump into the man's two dark eyes.

Lu Siting's eagle eyes seemed to be able to see clearly what was going on in her heart, and he was staring at her with interest.

Xia Wan's cheeks warmed up, and she avoided the man's eyes with a guilty conscience.

"I clear the table."

After a while, the steaming fish soup noodles were put on the table.

The scent was so tangy that Xia Wan couldn't help swallowing.

I've never seen Lu Siting cook before, I didn't expect him to hide such a trick.

The man's deep voice came from the side: "Help me untie the apron."

When Xia Wan turned her head, Lu Siting was standing beside her.

The man turned around very naturally, raising his arms slightly. This posture is like an ancient king, waiting for someone to change his clothes and take a bath...

When the words changing clothes and bathing flashed in my mind, the picture of last night flashed inappropriately.

Xia Wan lowered her eyes guiltyly, and quickly helped the man untie the tie on the back of the apron.

"All right."

She turned her back and sat at the dining table.

Xia Xiaoshu couldn't help taking a sip of the fish soup with a spoon, her pink face made an exaggerated expression, and she chuckled lightly——

"Mommy, Uncle Lu's cooking skills have already surpassed yours. From now on, Xiaoshu will only eat fish soup noodles made by Uncle Lu."

When Lu Siting went back to the kitchen to put his apron on, he could clearly hear the little girl's praise, and a faint smile bloomed on his thin lips.

Xia Wan couldn't help giving her daughter a supercilious look, and muttered softly: "Little heartless, you can occasionally eat their fish noodle soup, and the rice that Mommy cooks every day... It seems that you don't want to eat it."