Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 220 Wake up, your fried food smells worse than donkey shit and eggs
Normally, Xingxing would have grinned happily when she saw him, but now, she seemed to be frightened by herself.He dropped the stick, wiped his hands again, and then walked towards Song Jiyuan step by step.

He was too young and too short, but Xingxing was held in Song Jiyuan's arms again, so he could only look up at Song Jiyuan and the fat man in his arms.

"Are you scared?" Li Chengqian looked up at Xingxing.

Xingxing's eyes widened and his gaze fell on the knocked unconscious man in black: "Is this a thief?"

Song Jichen nodded.

She struggled a little, and Song Jiyuan thought for a while and let her go.

Wearing deerskin boots, Xingxing ran toward the man in black. Before Li Chengqian could stop him, she hummed, stretched out her fat feet, and hit the man's legs hard. After a hard kick, he ran to Li Chengqian's side.

Li Chengqian's dark eyes stared straight at the fat man in front of him.

"Brother Chengqian, I have a gift for you!!" Xingxing's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Li Chengqian happily, and then stuffed two large snowballs into Li Chengqian's hand.

Li Chengqian's hands were already a little bit cold, but when he suddenly came into contact with two big snowballs, he felt that his hands were going to be useless.

But Xingxing obviously didn't realize this. She moved closer to Song Jiyuan and stretched out her little arms towards Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan hugged him up, and there was a rare arc in the corners of his cold lips.

"This is a gift that Xingxing spent half an hour giving to you. You have to keep it well." Song Jichen laughed and followed Song Jiyuan with Xuanxuan in his arms.

Li Chengqian stared at these two big snowballs that could kill people, and his face turned dark.

This is a gift for you, do you want it? ? ?
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Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan came back in the evening. When they came back, it was not time to eat yet, but as soon as they opened the courtyard door, Song Weiguo saw at first sight the little guy standing on the small bench waving a spatula. The little guy stepped firmly on the small bench. I don't know if it was because of happiness. His little butt was still twisting and turning, and he was humming something unknown.

There was an indescribable smell coming from the kitchen.

"Third brother, get me... get the salt." Xingxing shouted towards Xuanxuan while waving the shovel.

Xuanxuan came over holding the salt shaker, his little eyebrows twisted into caterpillars.

He came forward and smelled the smell in the pot. In the end he couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly took Xingxing down with the spatula, and then stood up himself: "Xingxing, you can cook better than a donkey." Shit still smells bad, so I’ll do it.”

Song Weiguo and his wife witnessed all this: "..."

Xingxing, who was carried down, looked at this scene in confusion...

Could it be that this is how Third Brother's cooking skills were developed? ? ?
When the adults returned home and saw such a warm scene, they all felt very warm.

The snow on the ground was already very thick, and Song Weiguo carried Jiang Wan into the house.

"Kids, we're back!!"

"Daddy!!" Xingxing, who had just been robbed of his shovel, immediately turned around and jumped towards Song Weiguo.

Song Weiguo bent down and immediately picked him up.

At this time, the door of the Song family was knocked again, and Jiang Feng's helpless voice came from outside: "Eldest sister, brother-in-law, the Li family... something happened again..."

(End of this chapter)