"I'll ask daddy to eat." In Su Xiaorui's mind, how could everyone leave daddy behind when they eat.
He quickly climbed down from the chair and ran towards the room slowly.
As the sun set in the west, the orange clouds cast a faint golden layer on Ye Feibai's body.
When Su Xiaorui opened the door and came in, he saw Ye Feibai sitting under the window sill, with a lonely look on his handsome side face, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Su Xiaorui couldn't help but walked up lightly, and grabbed his sleeve: "Daddy."
Seeing that it was Su Xiaorui, Ye Feibai couldn't help but put on a face, pretending to be a strict father: "Have you written today's five copybooks?"
Su Xiaorui rolled his eyes, feeling a little guilty: "It's finished."
"Really?" Ye Feibai raised his eyes slightly, looking like he couldn't believe it.
Su Xiaorui buried his head on Ye Feibai's lap, rubbing it back and forth like a dog, and said to him from left to right: "Daddy, you must be hungry, right? Let's go eat together."
Ye Feibai only felt that he looked very much like someone, and when he avoided answering questions directly, he snorted coldly: "I won't eat."
Su Xiaorui didn't know that his father was in a cold war with his mother. He hoped to use another matter to divert his attention. He turned behind Ye Feibai and said sweetly: "I will push my father to eat, and my mother will cook it today." A lot of delicious food."
Ye Feibai continued to snort coldly.
After Su Xiaorui pushed Ye Feibai to the dining hall, Ye Xiaonian naturally removed the chair next to Su Ying, and then Su Xiaorui pushed Ye Feibai to Su Ying's side and fixed the wheelchair.
The two little buns fit together perfectly.
Su Ying only felt that Ye Feibai's face was still so stinky, since he entered the dining hall, he didn't even give him a look, his face was as cold as ice.
After Su Xiaorui finished all this, he quickly crawled back to his original position, and raised his eyebrows at Ye Xiaonian.
Ouyang Liuyun glanced at the two little buns appreciatively, laughed and said, "Your family is here, can you start eating now?"
Su Ying smiled and said, "Eat more."
As soon as Su Xiaorui heard his mother's words, he immediately picked up a piece of tender shrimp with his chopsticks.
Seeing that he liked it, Su Ying took a big spoonful and put it into his bowl, then put another spoonful into Ye Xiaonian's bowl.
Su Xiaorui ate deliciously, and took another look at Ye Feibai: "Mother, if you don't bring food for daddy, daddy won't eat when he's angry."
Ye Xiaonian corrected seriously: "Daddy is injured, so he can't eat by himself."
Su Xiaorui looked at Su Ying: "Mother, you should feed Daddy, otherwise Daddy will be hungry."
A cunning flashed in Ye Xiaonian's eyes: "Mother specially made eel porridge for Daddy, saying it is for nourishing blood, Daddy, you are lucky today."
When Ouyang Liuyun heard the conversation between the two little buns, the soup in his mouth almost spewed out.
He secretly gave the two little buns a thumbs up. According to Ye Feibai's personality, it would take some time before he reconciles with his sister-in-law, but these two buns can definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort.
It seems that there is no need for him to make a move.
Ouyang Liuyun ate food silently with his head down, pretending to be an invisible person, watching a good show.
There were three black lines hanging from Su Ying's forehead, could she be jealous, these two little buns obviously fell for their father.
Su Ying picked up the porridge helplessly, took a mouthful and handed it to Ye Feibai's lips: "Eat."
Ye Feibai didn't look at her, and said displeasedly: "Hot."
Su Ying took a deep breath and continued to endure him. He is a patient and can't argue with him. She blew the cold porridge and fed it to him again: "His Royal Highness, how are you doing now?"
Before Ye Feibai could speak, Su Xiaorui looked at Su Ying with a puzzled face: "Mother, how can you use such an unfamiliar name for Daddy, no wonder Daddy is unhappy."
Ye Xiaonian lowered her head, a smile flashed in her eyes.
Su Ying glared at Su Xiaorui, she really wanted to pull this little bun out and beat it.
The corners of Ye Feibai's lips curled up slightly, and he ate the porridge in the spoon in one bite. He decided to let Su Xiaorui write only four copybooks tomorrow.
The meal was almost complete, and all the dishes on the table were eaten up.
Although Ye Feibai looked like a dungeon king who didn't want to eat anything, but Su Ying would not refuse anything that Su Ying fed him.
Ouyang Liuyun wanted to take another sip of soup, but when he felt a sharp gaze towards him, his back stiffened, and he quickly retreated with the two little buns.
There were no two little buns chirping, and the room fell silent all of a sudden.
Su Ying took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Ye Feibai's lips. Seeing that Ye Feibai still looked depressed, Su Ying glanced contemptuously: "Is His Highness Huai a child? You have been sullen for so long. , even your son laughed at you."
Seeing that Ye Feibai ignored him, Su Ying felt helpless and funny.
She pushed the wheelchair and walked outside: "It's a good night tonight. How about I take you to see the moon?"
Ye Feibai snorted, but his face softened a lot.
There was a smile in Su Ying's eyes, His Highness Duke Huai was really childish sometimes, like a child.
Tonight, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the moonlight is beautiful, and the white moonlight is softly enveloped. The scene in the distance looks hazy, and there are unknown insects singing from time to time.
The breeze caressed his cheeks, bringing a rich fragrance, and slightly blowing his long hair, wrapping it around her hands.
Su Ying looked into the distance and could only vaguely see the outline of the mountain col. She said softly: "Over the years, I have never thought about marrying anyone else. I just want to raise Xiaorui and see him happy. Just fine."
Ye Feibai's dark and arrogant eyes flashed a gleam of joy, but there was no clue on his face: "Really?"
The slight joy in Ye Feibai's voice was caught by Su Ying. She was about to answer the conversation when the wheelchair bumped into something. Ye Feibai's whole body leaned forward and almost fell down.
Su Ying hurriedly supported him, she was not stable, but was suddenly carried by a strong force, her slender waist was tightly held by him in his arms.
"Be careful of your injuries..." Su Ying reminded subconsciously. She wanted to back away a little, but the distance was pulled closer. She raised her head and met his eyes. Under the thick black pupils, his black pupils It is extraordinarily clear and clear, and full of affection.
Ye Feibai stretched out her fair and moist fingers, and lightly hooked Su Ying's pointed chin, with a wicked smile on her lips.
His unparalleled handsome face slowly approached her, and his slightly cool lips pressed against her warm lips.
The moonlight poured down, like clear flowing water, covering the earth, soft and transparent, light and elegant.