I heard that you are the father of the child

According to the agreement with the company, Wen Xu suspended all activities the next day, and the fans continued to squat at the company gate, but they were destined to gain nothing. Wen Xu stayed at home and started his temporary vacation.

The first day of a warm husband’s life began. When the pointer pointed to six o’clock, he turned on the bedside lamp, put on a soft T-shirt casually, stepped on slippers and walked out quietly, passing by the little bed of Niannian. Tucked the quilt for him, the little guy was sleeping very soundly, the comfort doll that Gu Cheng bought for him - the little gray elephant with long ears was lying quietly on the ground.

The pajamas were a pure cotton blue jersey. It was probably because he slept too hot that he lifted them up meaninglessly, revealing his belly.

Wen Xu rubbed and felt that the little guy's skin was a little cold to the touch, and quickly pulled the little cool quilt out of his hand, and then gently covered his stomach.

It seems that because Wen Xu didn't know the strength of his hands, there was a moaning sound from Nian Nian's nose, his eyelashes trembled slightly, Wen Xu's hands froze in place and he didn't dare to move, he didn't intend to wake up the little guy so early.

He just didn't dare to make a sound, but fortunately, Niannian just turned over, rubbed his face against the quilt, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he gently closed the door of the suite and walked to the living room. The light in Gu Cheng's room was already on, and he had probably gotten up to wash up. Wen Xu went straight to the kitchen. As usual, Gu Cheng would help other Make breakfast for two.

But today, since I had nothing to do and couldn't sleep well, I went to help Gu Cheng.

Wen Xu's cooking skills are not particularly good. After the kitchen light was turned on, the big man waited in front of the refrigerator for a long time.

Touching the stubble that came out of himself and watched five eggs and a large piece of toast, and then opened a can of luncheon meat, three pieces of chicken breast, he really likes to do this simple The Western-style breakfast is completely different from Gu Cheng's style.

He hasn't cooked by himself for a long time since the two lived together, and he doesn't know the layout of the cooking table very well, but he still fumbled and picked up a bunch of things.Comfort yourself for a while and have time to clean up.

When Gu Cheng came out of a hot bath, she was still wearing her gray nightgown, showing her waistline faintly. Originally, she thought that others hadn't woken up yet, so she could wear it casually for breakfast, but she bumped into Wen Nu unexpectedly: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Her tone was a little flustered, with the coquettishness of a little girl, and after taking a bath, there was a scent of body lotion on her body, and her face was very pleasantly steamed by the heat.

Wen Xu glanced back and was still fascinated by Gu Cheng's appearance. She stammered and said, "It's okay, I think you look good... No, no, no, I'm here to make breakfast."

As soon as he blurted out, he praised it, and looked at the other party as if he was frightened by him, and quickly changed his words.

Gu Cheng glanced at what he had prepared: "Are you actually eating a sandwich?"

Wen Xu shook his head and said, "It's not sandwiches, let's eat slices of bread. If you like sandwiches, I can make them for you."

While talking, he cut off the edge of the toast, put it in the toaster, took out a piece of butter from the drawer, and wiped the pan. After the egg was beaten in, it quickly solidified into a sugar Xin's omelette: "How much do you like to eat?"

The sound of the dripping oil in the pan, the collision of the oil splash and the egg liquid, you can smell a scent when you gently move your nose: "I want to eat something with a sweet heart."

Gentle nodded, put an egg on the bread while picking up a piece of bread on the plate, cut a small piece of butter and put it on the crispy bread: "The other small pan is frying chicken breast and luncheon meat Put them on the plate together, and cut them with a kitchen knife along the way.

Gu Cheng looked at him arranging the dishes like this, which sounded like a bluff, poked the soft flesh in his waist behind him and asked: "Aren't you good at cooking? Feelings are all lazy?"

Wen Xu was a little ticklish, she still held the pot in her hand and didn't dare to move around for fear that the hot oil would get on the two of them, so she could only grit her teeth and say, "No, I just know how to make this food." Gu Cheng is not old Xin, this degree of proficiency is really surprising.

Wen Xu felt that the pair of little hands behind her didn't want to let her go, so she explained: "I used to work out but the food was very expensive. If I order it every day, my salary will not be able to support me. I can only learn how to do it myself." Yet.

But I really don’t know Chinese food. There are too many steps and it’s too difficult. I don’t know why I always make mistakes. At most, I can steam an egg. "

Gu Cheng looked at him and couldn't help being squeaked by herself, and heard that the explanation was quite reasonable, so she let go of Wen Xu, looked at his dishes and said, "I think you can also have a vegetable, especially for the New Year's Eve. It's easy to feel uncomfortable if you don't eat vegetables for a year."

Wen Xu nodded to show that he understood, it was not convenient for him to check the time, so he said, "Do you want to go back and lie down for a while?"

There is no need to help here, Gu Cheng thought for a while and said: "I think I'd better go and see Niannian, and it's time for him to get up."

Wen Xu was busy fighting with his burnt fried egg, and when he heard what the other party said, he quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, go and have a look, I don't know what time it is, you two, don't be late gone."

Gu Cheng responded and walked to Niannian's bedroom. When he entered the room, the little guy was already awake, but he was sitting on the ground holding his toy in a daze. When he heard the door open, his eyes lit up. After seeing the person clearly, he called out: "Dad..."

Gu Cheng, dumbfounded, walked over and knelt down to pinch his cheek: "Your father is making breakfast, go wash up quickly."

He groped and put on the clothes by himself, but Gu Cheng would look at them, loose and loose, and then carried the little guy to the bed and passed it to him a little bit: "Hey, why did you wake up today? "

Niannian was already sober at this meeting, and obediently said to Gu Cheng who helped him put on his shoes, "Thank you teacher." Then he won another right for himself to wear shoes.

He said softly: "Just now I called my dad, but he didn't agree, so I wanted to go and have a look, but my dad said that I have to get dressed before I can run around."

Gu Cheng was provoked by his well-behaved appearance, and his heart flooded. It was as if he had raised a son and suddenly became sensible: "Ah, you are so obedient. Dad who is fine is at home. He just made breakfast."

Listening to Gu Cheng's explanation of Wen Xu's whereabouts, Nian Nian's little nose wrinkled and asked a little unhappy: "Why are you cooking?"

The tone was a bit exaggerated, Gu Cheng was amused by his disgust and asked: "What's the matter, isn't it good to eat the breakfast made by Dad?"

In Niannian's memory, Wen Xu really seldom cooks, so he nodded with some disgust: "Father can't even cook preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

Wen Zinian firmly felt that his father was a waste of cooking skills, and he was a little worried about his poor stomach, but he gave up after struggling for a while: "Forget it, at worst, I will go to the kindergarten for snacks later."

Such old-fashioned words made Gu Cheng's stomach ache a little, he nodded his forehead and drove him to wash his face and brush his teeth, after some tidying up, breakfast was set on the dining table.

Nian Nian rushed to the dining table with his calf. He didn't intend to be so active just now, but he started to smell it slowly. One night is enough for a child to digest all the food and feel hungry, so this time the calf is sloppy. Run really fast.

He hugged his little feet to the nunnery, then got on the chair with all his strength: "Wow, dad, when will you make this?"

He smiled warmly. He thought for a long time and specially scalded some broccoli for Nian Nian to put on the plate. The little guy pouted and was a little reluctant to eat vegetables, but he still looked at the luncheon meat and chicken greedily.

The cup was filled with a full glass of milk, and Nian Nian drank most of it in a sip of milk: "You can't eat until the teacher comes." While he wanted the spoon, he mentally reminded himself to be patient. .

Fortunately, Gu Cheng didn't make this little guy wait for too long, and he sat next to him after a while, and the family of three ate breakfast quietly, but he still felt that Wen Nu was actually lazy, otherwise he should be able to cook delicious meals if he studied hard .

The chicken is fresh and tender, the butter dipped in the bread is very fluffy, the egg yolk is lightly pierced and dipped in the broccoli: "You are obviously talented and pretend to me that you can't do it at this time, and I will squeeze you more in the future."

Wen Xu just smirked and thought in his heart that if you want me to cook, you will be able to experience what is called dark cooking. The days of home cooking have just begun. After breakfast, Wen Nu sends the two of them out. It is not convenient for him to be outside Swaying: "Shall we have a takeaway for dinner today?"

Gu Cheng raised her heel and said, "Bring it back when I come back."

The room was very empty all of a sudden, Wen Nu lay on the sofa: "Ah, I'm so idle."

These days, my schedule is very tight, so it's rare to have time to spare, but my good friends don't have time to rest, and they can't just go to the street to play.

It was simply too boring, Wen Xu waited for a while, stretched her waist, and then planned to clean up the house thoroughly: "I am a hardworking painter."

While humming a children's song, he began to tidy up the clothes under his bed, and then went to take out the clothes of Niannian, put them in a clothes frame, and planned to wash them quickly.

While doing laundry, Wen Nu took out the vacuum cleaner again, rolled up her sleeves, put on her head scarf, and prepared to start cleaning.