"How about it? I'll tell you tonight."

"Oh fine."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Xiaoqing came to her senses, how could it be at night? Why couldn't Mao do it during the day? Looking at the hickey on her neck, she burst into tears.

No, I will still be skewered and circled at night.

After searching in the kitchen for a long time, Chi Xiaoqing found no results, so she simply took her two children out to play ball for a day.

The three of them were playing kickball and were extremely excited. Especially Wanwan, who was so excited that she kept screaming.

During lunch, the three of them had a big meal in the restaurant. Someone looked at her with her two children and enviously praised her for how cute the twins were.

A couple at the next table also brought a child. Three children of the same age quickly became a group. Although Lei Yule rarely spoke, Wanwan, the active sweeper, had always been a lively person.

Lovely.

Talking and laughing with the little girl, the two soon became good friends.

The children were in a group, and the adults were also in a group.

"Your children are so cute. I envy you so much, Mrs. Chi."

"Haha... your Niuniu is not bad, she is a very cute little guy." Chi Xiaoqing did not deny the fact that Lei Yule was not her son. On the contrary, when she heard others praise them, she felt warm in her heart.

a feeling of.

Inspiration came to light at this time, yes, the kitchen, what is the purpose of the kitchen?

The purpose of cooking a table of delicious dishes in the kitchen is not for the family to eat well, eat happily and healthily.
Chapter completed!