"I just want to get closer, get closer."
"Well... just..." Cheng Yan hesitated a bit, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this question was not easy to answer.
But he looked at the little guy with the red mark on his forehead in front of him, and couldn't bear to not answer.
He had no choice but to turn his eyes for help to the person who had just sat in the driver's seat next to him, and then he saw what it means for a biological parent to fool a child with no mercy at all.
Just like many parents would tell their children that they picked it up from the trash can next door, Huo Sheng smiled and said to her in his usual gentle and decent voice: "The object is Pippi."
"Pippi? What about Xiaoman?" Huo Xiaoman asked again.
"Well, Xiaoman has it." Huo Sheng affirmed to Huo Xiaoman.
Huo Xiaoman cheered "Yeah", grinning happily and giggling from behind.
Huo Sheng smiled at Cheng Yan and signaled that it was resolved.
Leaving Cheng Yan couldn't help thinking: Who is Pippi
Cheng Yan had been thinking about this question when he was cooking, but he couldn't come up with an answer.
He weighed the dishes in the wok, and then brought out the steamed eggs from the steamer on the other side, when he heard someone enter.
Cheng Yan listened to the unhurried pace, and said, "The meal is ready, let's call Xiaoman to eat."
But he didn't want to hear the people behind him leave without saying anything. The closer he got, the more he got closer, which made him inexplicably nervous with his back on his back.
Seeing the arm in the grey lounge suit stretched out from his side to the countertop, he felt like he could hear his own heartbeat.
But Huo Sheng didn't do much, just smiled sideways at him, and then took the prepared dishes from him.
Cheng Yan was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but blame himself for being so impatient.
The relationship was only confirmed, but the other party was just not used to it.
This... doesn't seem so good either.
He couldn't help biting his lower lip, and when he was out the door, he turned around.
Huo Xiaoman in the living room was still sitting on the sofa with the remote control, his eyes fixed on the TV, and when he heard her father calling her, he reluctantly moved to the dining table while watching the movement on the TV.
Although Huo Sheng is usually used to her, he is not without requirements in some habits. When he saw her moving like a snail, he said, "Xiaoman, hurry up."
Huo Xiaoman heard it for the second time, and then moved slightly faster than the snail.
A meal of three dishes, two adults and one child ate a clean meal.
Cheng Yan originally thought that there would be some leftovers. Seeing that Huo Xiaoman wanted to lift the candy at the bottom of the plate and put it in his pocket, he couldn't help but be happy for a while.
After dinner, Cheng Yan originally said that he would clean up, but Huo Sheng robbed him of his work.
With nothing to do, he was embarrassed to stay alone with the other party in the relatively closed space in the kitchen. After hesitating for a moment, he finally followed the other party's words and went to the living room to accompany Huo Xiaoman.
Huo Xiaoman was full of energy. He left the dining table, took off his shoes and got on the sofa. He stood with his back against the sofa and continued to watch her cartoons.
The conversation on the TV made Cheng Yan couldn't help laughing.
After a while, the little guy standing there grinned at Cheng Yan after reading the paragraph: "This tiger is a monster, I already knew it."
When he said this, Huo Xiaoman looked proud.
Cheng Yan, who was on the side, saw her, and praised her for her greatness, making her jump and jump on the sofa with joy.
When Huo Sheng wiped his hands from the kitchen, he happened to see this scene. Seeing that the two of them got along very well, he lifted the corner of Yang's mouth in relief.
Cheng Yan, who had been paying attention to the kitchen, failed to 'miss' the smile. Instead, it was the smile that was originally maddened by Huo Xiaoman, and unexpectedly became more shy.
Fortunately, Huo Xiaoman was very noisy, and he couldn't help but want to drag the two adults crazy together.
During the few minutes I rarely sat down, I kept acting like a busy man, holding the fruit on the table and passing this and feeding that.
This made it seem that there was a slightly different atmosphere in this relationship change, and it also returned to the previous appearance.
Because they ate dinner at home, they planned to go out again. When nothing happened, Huo Sheng and Cheng Yan were patient enough to accompany Huo Xiaoman to busy work here.
It's just that the content played on the TV didn't know when it changed from cartoons to English movies.
After that, maybe the plot was fascinating, or maybe the energy was finally exhausted. After a while, Huo Xiaoman also sat down quietly between the two, leaning on the back of the sofa and watching a movie together.
Time accelerated in this unconsciousness.
The snow outside the window stopped early in the morning, leaving only the white dumplings left on the windowsill and the hills piled up by the roadside.
Cheng Yan waited for Huo Sheng to coax the little guy to sleep, and proposed to leave.
"I'll drive you." Huo Sheng asked after listening.
"It's okay," Cheng Yan said softly, "it's not very far for me to walk home."
But Huo Sheng didn't follow what he meant when he heard it. Instead, he picked up the car key and said with a smile, "It's cold outside." He went out the door ahead of him.
Seeing this, Cheng Yan smiled helplessly, and was slightly overjoyed in his heart.
It's a rare day, and it's finally time to be alone.
The space inside the car was small, but the two of them didn't speak. It wasn't until the car stopped steadily downstairs at Cheng Yan's house that Huo Sheng suddenly burst into laughter and said, "I suddenly found a problem."
"What's the problem?" Cheng Yan didn't understand for a while.
Huo Sheng couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "Do you still remember the movie we watched today?"
"Well." Cheng Yan nodded suspiciously, waiting for his next words.
But Huo Sheng didn't say anything next, just looked at him directly.
Cheng Yan blushed for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether it was a scene in today's movie that reminded the other party of their affairs.
And just when he was about to explain his 'want to get closer', Huo Sheng opened his mouth again.
He said, "Do you remember that Xiaoman watched the whole process with us today?"
Hearing this, Cheng Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was probably not what was in his heart, so he thought about it, and then asked again, "What happened to the whole process?"
"Have you noticed," Huo Sheng explained, "Xiaoman can't understand neither English nor subtitles, but she still followed us through the whole process."
After listening, Cheng Yan was stunned for a few seconds before reacting. When he reacted, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
And just when he was still smiling slightly, the person beside him somehow reached out and raised his chin slightly, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips.
It all happened in a matter of seconds.
Cheng Yan was also stunned by surprise after the momentary soft touch.
Later, when he realized what happened, he panicked, he didn't know what to say, and his hands and feet seemed to be inappropriate.
He only heard the other party laugh softly and asked him, "Is it too fast?"
Cheng Yan immediately looked for a suitable answer in the chaos, but he didn't expect that some accidents in this chaos would always happen.
Just like when he suddenly replied honestly: "No, no." And in the next second, he immediately explained: "I just suddenly thought of a problem."
Then, when he was waiting for someone to ask, "What's the problem?", he replied, "Ah? Just... Who is Pippi?"
The moment he said it, Cheng Yan's face turned red.
He thought, probably... the most embarrassing thing.
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Probably...should...probably...I will make minor repairs later, (kneeling with a puff). It took a long time to write until I was satisfied, I'm sorry, (the second poof).