Zong Yanchen held back his smile and asked, "Do you pluck all your hair?"

"Of course, all the hairs have to be plucked up, like hairless chicks. Chicks are ugly with hairless, so no one likes them."

Zong Yanxi said it very seriously.

Zong Yanchen coughed lightly and thought to himself that his hair was plucked up. First of all, it was not about whether it was good or ugly. It should be the chicken with stripped naked, could it still survive?

"If dad heard this, would he be angry?"

Zong Yanchen held back his laughter. Even if he only looked at his back, he knew that Zong Jinghao must have a bad face at this moment.

"As long as you don't complain, he won't hear it."

Zong Yanxi swore with confidence, as if he knew Zong Jinghao very well.

Zong Yanchen covered his stomach hard before he could not laugh, "How could you be so sure?"

"He has the time to care about us in a 'a lot of trouble'?

I was wondering, are we not his children at all?"

Zong Yanxi thought to herself, if it were her biological father, how could she not have time to spend with them?

Finally, Zong Yanchen couldn't help but burst out and burst out laughing.

Zong Yanxi turned around and asked, "Why are you laughing at..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the person standing behind him, his handsome little face changed again and again, "Eight...Dad."

Zong Yanxi couldn't even explain his nervous words clearly.

Zong Jinghao asked with a frown, "Where did you learn these words?"

"You...you heard it all?"

Zong Yanxi thought in his mind, when did he come?

Why didn't she notice it?

If I find out, I will definitely not say those words.

"That, dad."

Zong Yanxi held his legs and acted coquettishly, "When did you come?"

Why didn’t I hear it?”

"You heard it, can I still hear you say unregulated words?"

Zong Jinghao still had a stern face.

Zong Yanxi continued to smile, her little arms tighter, deliberately pinched her voice and said angrily, "Dad, I really love you, but I am afraid of losing you, so I am afraid of being stolen."

Even if I was angry, I couldn't give birth to my daughter's beautiful face. But in order to make her remember, I still had a cold face, "Where did I hear it?"

Zong Yanxi lowered her head and quilted her fingers, pouted her mouth and said, "I watched them all on TV."

"I'm not allowed to watch those messy TVs in the future."

Zong Jinghao said in a stern voice.

"I can do it, I can do it, I won't watch it again, dad, don't be angry."

Zong Yanxi stretched out his little arms, "Dad, you haven't hugged me for a long time, hugged me, I miss you all."

Zong Jinghao was angry and funny, "Don't we meet every day?"

"I will miss you when I meet. Dad will wait for me to draw in the future. If you have done it, you must first draw a portrait of Dad."

Zong Yanxi is serious and serious.

The daughter's serious expression successfully erased the little unhappiness in Zong Jinghao's heart.

He bent over and picked up his daughter and patted her ass, "Stop giving me a ecstasy soup, and don't watch TV in the future."

"Is the cartoon OK?"

Zong Yanxi asked in a low voice.

"I said no, don't you watch it?"

"If you don't let me see, I won't see it, and I can't let you know it even if I don't let you know, hehe."

Zong Yanxi playfully kissed his father's face, "You can't bear to beat me, right?"

Zong Jinghao was angry and laughed by his daughter, "You are getting less and less worry-free."

"Dad, please put me down, my painting hasn't been finished yet."

Today she was very interested and vowed to finish painting this painting.

Zong Jinghao pinched his daughter's face and put her down.

Zong Yanxi ran to the drawing board and picked up the brush and continued the painting he had not finished. Zong Yanchen put down the book, "Dad, can we play chess?"

Zong Jinghao stood with his hands behind his back and looked at his son lightly, "I'm afraid you will cry if you lose."

Zong Yanchen grabbed his head with a little embarrassed. He was indeed angry because he couldn't accept the game of losing the game before.

But now he was thinking it out and figured it out.

Although his skills are not good enough now, he will become stronger and stronger in the future.

"I won't cry."

Zong Yanchen said firmly.

Zong Jinghao came over and sat down on the ground, "Come on."

Zong Yanchen happily opened the newly bought chess, one with a white one with a black one.

Zong Yanchen still lost this time, but he still made progress and was able to hold on for several rounds.

It was getting dark, Zong Yanxi finished painting, and it was time for dinner. Zong Jinghao stopped the game with his son and packed up his things to take them home.

The supper at home was ready, and Yu's mother was about to come out to call them, but when she saw them coming back, she hurriedly took the things from Zong Jinghao's hand and said with a smile, "Wash your hands and have a meal."

Today's supper was prepared by Aunt Wang and Lin Xinyan. Qin Ya never returned to the room. Su Zhan woke up before she woke up. She left him food in the kitchen. Aunt Wang also cooked sober soup and could drink it when he woke up.

Zong Yanxi showed her painting to Lin Xinyan and asked her if she was okay.

My daughter's paintings have indeed improved a lot, and she praised them without hesitation. "The paintings are as real as they are, becoming more and more powerful. It's great. Go wash your hands and have dinner."

After being praised, Zong Yanxi felt better. He put down his painting and went to wash his hands, then climbed onto the chair and sat down, waiting for dinner.

Lin Xinyan stewed the soup specially. She served a bowl of her son and daughter. Zong Jinghao looked at the soup of her son and daughter and asked, "Is there nothing I have?"

It’s not that he is greedy, but mainly because he heard that the soup was stewed by Lin Xinyan.

Lin Xinyan was about to serve him, but when he asked, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, put a bowl in front of him, "How could he forget you?"

Zong Jinghao chuckled.

Qin Ya's feet were getting better and she was eating on the dining table, but she seemed a little absent-minded. Lin Xinyan put the served soup in front of her, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything."

Qin Ya was about to scoop the soup when she came back to her senses. Lin Xinyan quickly stopped her, "Hot, cool down and drink it again, why are you unscrupulous?"

"Where is it?"

Qin Ya denied it.

Lin Xinyan saw through but didn't speak out, and smiled and didn't say anything.

Aunt Wang cleaned the table for dinner, Yu's mother helped the child take a bath, and Zong Jinghao pestered Lin Xinyan upstairs early, doing nothing, just holding him.

At night, Su Zhan woke up in a daze, his mouth was dry, and he got up to pour water. After drinking, he was in a daze. After drinking a glass of water, he seemed to have woken up a lot and saw clearly where he was.

Soon he thought that Qin Ya was there, and his eyes were fixed in her room. He put down the teacup. He couldn't help but walk over. Perhaps it was late at night, and the surroundings were too quiet. He subconsciously knew that Qin Ya must have fallen asleep. When he went to see her, she wouldn't notice it, so he quietly pushed open the door of her room.
Chapter completed!