[GL] Get a wife and send a "bun"

Guoguo was drawing a picture, when she just raised her head, she saw Jing Weiwei standing there in a daze, so she happily called her: "The only sister."

"Guoguo." Jing Weiyi carried the small cake and came to Guoguo's side with a smile. When he saw the painting she drew, he said approvingly, "The painting is really good!"

"Thank you, the only sister, for the compliment." Guoguo smiled shyly, and then asked curiously, "Then sister will live here from now on?"

"Yes, I can play with Guoguo often in the future." Jing Weiyi touched Guoguo's small head, smiled and said, "See what my sister brought you to eat?"

As she spoke, she took out another small cake in the hand behind her. The packaging was beautiful. Guoguo looked at it with longing eyes, but it dimmed again after a while.

"What's the matter? Doesn't Guoguo like it?" Jing Weiwei didn't know what went wrong, but when he saw Guoguo seemed a little unhappy, his heart suddenly arose.

"No..." Guoguo whispered, "I'm afraid that if I eat it once, I'll think about it a second time. Mom hasn't eaten these either."

Jing Weiwei pinched her face and said, "Silly boy, you can eat as much as you want in the future, and mom won't be short of these anymore."

"Really?" Guoguo raised her head, looking innocently at Jing Weiyi with a trace of eager anticipation.

"Really, tomorrow, no, I will bring one to my mother every day." Jing Weiyi tapped Guoguo's forehead again and said, "If you don't eat, my sister will be angry."

As soon as she finished speaking, she put on a straight face, which made Guoguo a little scared, and Guoguo said timidly, "Then sister will eat with me, okay?"

Jing Weiyi raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Guoguo only grinned when Jing Weiyi agreed. She took the small cake in Jing Weiyi's hand and carefully opened it, as if treating the most precious thing.

Jing Weiyi looked at Guoguo's serious expression, and felt sore in her heart. She suddenly had the idea of ​​giving Yang Chuxin and Guoguo a life without worry.

After Guoguo opened the package, she cut the cake into four parts with a small plastic knife, three of which were very large and one was especially small.

"This is yours, this is mother's, and this is Aunt Qingqing's." Guoguo divided the pieces seriously, and finally pointed to the youngest one and said, "This one is mine."

Seeing her satisfied smile after she finished speaking, Jing Weiyi felt as if a place had collapsed in his heart. This child is really too sensible. From the first time he saw her, he was shocked, and this time he was even more impressed.

Children should all like sweets, and Guoguo's expression is no exception. It is not easy to share, but this behavior is simply a little angel sent by God.

"But I can't bring it to my mother, because she is busy, and Aunt Qingqing is not at home. I will give them these two pieces of cake and put them in the refrigerator." Guoguo talked to herself and arranged things for herself.

After placing the cake, he said to Jing Weiwei: "Sister Wei Wei, let's eat cake together."

Jing Weiwei tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, and said to Guoguo: "My sister just ate a lot at the company, and now she is screaming with a full stomach."

She stroked her belly and said, "Can you help my sister eat it? My sister knows that Guoguo is a good boy who loves to help others."

Guoguo looked at Jing Weiyi hesitantly, but before he could speak, he heard Jing Weiwei say again: "You just said that mother is very busy, sister is going to help her now, Guoguo has to be good."

She patted Guoguo's head, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Yang Chuxin was busily busy in the kitchen, and when she heard the voice, she thought it was Mu Qingqing who had returned, so she said, "Qingqing, pass me the seasoning box quickly."

After Jing Weiyi heard it, he immediately searched where is the seasoning box?Where?What does it look like?

"Your memory is on the left side of the second floor of the little red cabinet." Yang Chuxin reprimanded gently.

Jing Weiyi squatted down and fumbled in the little red cabinet.

Probably this one, she took out a colorful box, smelled it before standing up, and handed it to Yang Chuxin.

"Why do you talk so little today?" Yang Chuxin joked without looking back as she took the box.

Jing Weiyi didn't know what to say, so he simply continued to remain silent.

Maybe it was fried a little too hard, and the oil splashed onto Yang Chuxin's hands. The pain made her almost throw away the frying spoon, and she folded her hands and blew.

Seeing her crying out for pain, Jing Weiyi hurried over, grabbed her hand, and said, "Where does it hurt?"

Yang Chuxin looked up and saw Jing Weiwei, and stretched her hand back as if frightened.

"I'm sorry." Seeing that he seemed to be bothering her, Jing Wei let go of his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on Yang Chuxin's hand.

"I'm...it's fine, I cook often, and I'm used to it." Seeing Jing Weiyi's worried look, Yang Chuxin's sense of fright just disappeared, so her tone became softer: ""Miss Jing, You go out and sit down first, the food will be ready in a while, and you can eat when Qingqing comes back. "

Two names were called at the same time in one sentence, one was Miss Jing, and the other was Qingqing, Jing Weiyi felt that it was unusually harsh, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Didn't you say you could call me the only one?" She looked at Yang Chuxin expectantly.

"This..." Yang Chuxin was a little hesitant, and was taken aback for a while, but at this moment, he slowly smelled a burning smell, and then realized that he had been so busy talking that he forgot that he was still cooking.

"Oh, this..." Yang Chuxin pressed the switch, put down the pot, and scraped the vegetables into the nearby plate with the spatula.

The vegetables at the bottom of the pot were all black, she picked some out, and the rest were edible, but they still didn't look very good.

"It's a waste to throw it away..." Yang Chuxin blamed himself to himself: "It's all because I didn't pay attention."

"It's my fault for disturbing you." Jing Weiwei looked at her with a look of self-blame.Hastily opened the mouth and said.

"It's okay, Jing... Well, the only thing you don't want to eat later is this dish. The other dishes are ready, so let me take care of this dish." Yang Chuxin put the dish aside and picked up a radish to peel. , smiled and said to Jing Weiwei: "I'll make another soup and wait for Qingqing to come back."

Jing Weiwei was silent for a while, watching her peeling the radish up and down with a spatula. Those slender and slender fingers were so beautifully shaped that many women would be jealous, but the skin on the hands seemed to be rough from years of hard work. They are all a bit scaly, dry and distressing, just like what she said to her after she lost her composure that day to cherish her hands, but the skin on Yang Chuxin's face is inversely proportional to the skin on her hands. Fortunately, God is fair Yes, without depriving the beauty of all the beauty.

"Are you used to keeping all the bad things to yourself?" Jing Weiyi said suddenly, and at the same time thought of Guoguo.

Yang Chuxin was a little puzzled by her nonsensical words, and didn't know what she was referring to, so he could only look at her quietly with his eyes fluttering.

Compared with the person in front of him, Jing Weiwei's eyes were clearer. She stared at Yang Chuxin's face, and was about to ask a question that had been haunting her for a long time.

"Chuxin, you..."

"I'm back!" At this moment, Mu Qingqing suddenly entered the kitchen, and when she saw Yang Chuxin and Jing Weiyi talking face to face, she took another step back and said embarrassedly: "I... Interrupting your chat?"

"No." Seeing Mu Qingqing's return, Jing Weiyi put the question back in his heart.

"Qingqing, you came back in time, come and serve the dishes on the table." Yang Chuxin hurriedly greeted Mu Qingqing.

"Okay—" Mu Qingqing walked forward with a smile, while drawing out her voice.

Jing Weiyi glanced at Yang Chuxin, sighed in his heart that the future will be long, and silently helped serve the dishes.

"Mom, there are so many dishes today..." Sitting next to Jing Weiyi, Guoguo said sweetly to Yang Chuxin.

"Because Sister Jing is here, so mother made a little more." Yang Chuxin pursed his lips and looked at Guoguo lovingly.

"Mom cooked so many dishes for my sister, so my sister should eat more." Guoguo turned to look at Jing Weiyi expectantly.

"Okay, then Guoguo thanked mother for sister." Jing Weiyi wiped a smile and said to Guoguo.

"Mom, mom, my sister said thank you!" Guoguo's childish voice made the three adults present couldn't help laughing.