Shi Jinyang was still decorating the cake in front of the cooking table casually.
He looked very focused, as if he was carving an exquisite handicraft.
Tong Yan stared at him absentmindedly for a while, her heart in her chest inflating like a filled hot air balloon.
Silence spreads.
After four years, the atmosphere between the two was rarely harmonious.
However, this harmony did not last for two minutes, but was interrupted by an exclamation from the little girl outside the door.
"Ouch!"
There was a very sudden sound, accompanied by a banging sound on the door panel, and the little guy seemed to have been hit.
The two people in the room returned to the country at the same time. Tong Yan reacted quickly, rushed to the door in a few steps, squatted down and started to check the injuries on Xiao Nai Bao.
"Baby, what's wrong? Did you hit somewhere?"
The little girl rubbed the tip of her nose which was slightly painful from being hit, and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Aunt Yanyan, I'm fine!"
He glanced into the room and caught a glimpse of Shi Jinyang inside. He was stunned for a moment.
Did he destroy something
After looking at the child face next to him and then at the people in the room, the little girl realized what she might have done and smiled awkwardly at the two of them, "Hehe, hehe, you continue! Continue!"
He turned his head and looked around pretendingly, "Hey, where did Beibei go?"
He turned around and wanted to leave, but was held back by Tong Yan.
"Aunt Yanyan!" The little girl turned her head and smiled at her.
"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Tong Yan pressed his shoulder to stop him from leaving, and asked seriously.
The little girl pursed her lips and touched her flat belly, "I'm a little hungry."
"If you're hungry, you have to tell Auntie directly, you know?" Tong Yan picked him up distressedly, took him to the restaurant, pushed him to sit on a chair, and then moved to the kitchen.
From inside, she took out all the food that Shi Jinyang had just cooked, including French food, cakes, and drinks, and placed them all in front of the little milk bun.
"What do you like? Try them all! Do you do it yourself or will auntie help you?"
When she met Little Milk Bun, she seemed to be particularly attentive. The two of them sat next to each other, waiting on Little Milk Bun to eat this and that. After that, her eyes never strayed in the direction of Shi Jinyang.
Shi Jinyang felt seriously ignored, and his brows wrinkled more than once.
It was as if the childlike face was completely invisible, still serving the little milk bag.
With a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, she cut the tiramisu that Shi Jinyang and Shi Jinyang were busy inside into into small portions, breaking the patterns on it. She handed the cut cake directly to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Naibao's English was okay, better than Chinese. Staring at the letters on the piece of cake she sent over, I realized with hindsight what I had just broken.
He raised his head and glanced at Shi Jinyang cautiously. He twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment and said, "Hehe, hehe."
"Eat yours." Shi Jinyang didn't care about him, walked towards him slowly, sat down on the other side of him, and served him with Tong Yan on the left and right.
Both of them were very careful when taking care of him. Shi Jinyang was not like Luo Yibei and had never had children, but he took care of Xiao Yi much more carefully than Luo Yibei did before.
"Uncle Shi, you like children very much!" He asked with a smile on his face.
He felt that the person who could take care of him so patiently must like children very much.
"Not bad." Shi Jinyang glanced at the child next to him calmly and replied lightly.