The next day, Ye Zichen came to the house once.
He usually trains and trains in the team, and it is not easy to come to the house.
I bought some games for Little Bulb, and a gift for Little Trouble and Little Accident. Ye Zichen wasn't particularly interested in things other than games, but it was quite good for these little nephews.
Ye Fanxing told him what his mother said, and Ye Zichen frowned and said, "That's what mom is like, don't worry about her. I didn't like Yaoyao at all. She insisted that I be with Yaoyao. I said a few times. She didn't even listen."
Ye Zichen refused in front of his mother, but when his mother came to Zhang Xinyao, she had another set of arguments, which made Ye Zichen very helpless.
Ye Fanxing looked at Ye Zichen, "Then you shouldn't block people, right?"
"..." Ye Zichen glared at Ye Fanxing, "Who told her to play games better than you?"
"...Where did I get my food?"
Ye Fanxing was unconvinced and felt that he had been discriminated against.
Ye Zichen said: "There is no one else who can play games with me like this except you."
Ye Fanxing glanced at Ye Zichen, and he was considered a talent if he could play games and get ahead.
But he still couldn't bear to make fun of him like that.
She said, "I didn't go to drill that. If I go to a career, what's the matter with you."
"blow."
Ye Zichen said: "When will Yangyang come back, let me pick him up!"
"Okay." Ye Fanxing said, "It's rare that my brother knows how to share for my sister."
"Okay." Ye Zichen interrupted her, "Just if you don't cause me trouble! I'm leaving."
He said and walked out the door.
Ye Fanxing looked at his back and smiled. For some reason, he seemed to be a very unreliable person, but he was still good to her.
In the evening, Fu Jingyu came over, and Chengzi ate here.
The little bulb was sitting next to the orange, and after eating, he climbed onto the orange's lap. Although Ye Zichen was a year younger than Ye Fanxing, he could chat with children very well, and it was very topical.
The two were eating, and after a while, they left the table and went upstairs to play.
Fu Jingyu looked at the little bulb who was very close to Ye Zichen, and said to Ye Fanxing, "Have you noticed?"
Ye Fanxing ate calmly, "What did you find?"
"This kid kisses everyone, but not me."
I can't kiss Gu Yuze well, and I can't kiss Ye Zichen well. In front of his own father, it's not very kissable.
Ye Fanxing looked at Fu Jingyu, "Why, are you jealous?"
"Do you think I'm spending too little time with him?" Fu Jingyu couldn't help but reflect on how much he cared about his son.
"No." Ye Fanxing said, "It's probably because you are too fierce. You see, oranges don't come here every day!"
"...Am I fierce?" Fu Jingyu was full of opinions on this word.
"If you are not fierce in front of me, you are not sure in front of your son! Maybe the children think you are fierce?"
"..." Fu Jingyu listened to Ye Fanxing's evaluation, stopped talking, and his expression became very serious.
Ye Fanxing looked at his unhappy look, stretched out his hand, and touched the back of his hand, "Okay, neither fierce nor fierce, our uncle is the most gentle, not fierce at all."
Fu Jingyu grabbed her hand and put her in his palm.
Ye Fanxing tried to withdraw his hand, but he held it tightly.
"Relax, I'm eating." This made it inconvenient for her to eat at all.
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