Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 309 Friends Gather (Part [-])

Nan Jue Baozi's face was wrinkled, suddenly his body lightened, and he rose into the air.

A force came from the waist, through a layer of thin sweater, Lu Xuan's warm palm was pressed against it, a force was sent out, and Lu Xuan's gentle voice came from above his head: "Where do you want to stick it?"

Nan Jue bit her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Where did you think you could post it?" Lu Xuan asked again.

Nan Jue shook her head, stretched out her limp fingers, and pointed to the top of the window, "There."

Lu Xuan sent out with a force, and Nan Jue's body rose again, and landed steadily in front of the window.

Nan Jue picked up the window grille with her little hand, aimed at the position she had chosen, and pasted the window grille on.

"All right."

Nan Jue looked at the window grilles she had pasted up, nodded her head, and a smile appeared on Baozi's face.

not bad.

Consciously satisfied, Nan Jue admired it for a while, then picked up another window grille, and continued to look for a place to paste the window grille in the villa.

Lu Xuan followed behind him the whole time without making a move, but silently helped Nan Jue pass the window grilles, and when needed, hugged Nan Jue and asked him to put on the window grilles.

Nan Shu was also busy in the kitchen, and the villa was filled with a touch of warmth.

The morning time slipped away, the living room was decorated with red window grilles, the red was bright and rich, and in the kitchen, occasionally there was light white heat wafting out, wisps of heat, with the aroma of food.

The coldness of the whole winter seems to be diluted.

"Ding dong."

As soon as Nan Shu turned down the heat, the doorbell rang outside the door. She looked at the pot, but Nan Shu didn't come out of the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, Lu Xuan and Nan Jue stopped what they were doing and opened the door.

"Yo, Lu Xuan, you're here too."

Doyle had his hands behind his back, and Ross was standing next to him.

"Dean, Director, you are here too." Lu Xuan turned slightly.

"That's right, Nan Shu invited me two over, saying it was for Chinese New Year."

Doyle answered.

Chinese New Year doesn't mean much to them, at most it's one year older, which means the beginning of a new year, other than that, there's nothing special about it.

Take the holiday as an example, they only have a holiday today and tomorrow, and after the holiday, they go to work as usual.

Lu Xuan nodded, "I'm also here...to celebrate the New Year."

The word "Chinese New Year" is still a little strange to say. ,
While talking, Doyle and Rose had already entered the villa, glanced at the living room, and saw the red window grilles pasted in every corner of the living room.

The window grilles are cut with thin lines, the lines are smooth and graceful, and they look like a group of flowers. The petals are carved with petals, and the petals overlap and overlap. The red is bright and the shape is exquisite. The whole living room is bright and bright.

Doyle's eyes lit up, "What is this, it looks good."

"Window grilles, mother cut them!"

Nan Jue looked up, very proud.

He saw with his own eyes last night that Nan Shu took a pair of delicate scissors and cut them out bit by bit.

"This name is quite novel."

Doyle touched his chin, then leaned over to look at Nan Jue's white, tender and cute face, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jue is so cute."

A white dumpling made of Yuxue, wearing a set of red clothes, the white and tender face is even more pleasing, just like a baby.

Nan Jue laughed, dimples appeared on her cheeks, suddenly, her little nose moved, and a faint fragrance wafted from a distance.

Luo Si was not as refined as Nan Jue. He grabbed his beard and sniffed hard, and the faint but unignorable fragrance penetrated into his nose.

"Nan Shu is making breakfast in the kitchen?"

Doyle smelled it and was excited.

"Yes."

"Hahaha."

Before Doyle could eat his mouth, he was immediately happy.

"Mom said that the New Year is an important day, and you should eat a lot every day." Nan Jue told them what Nan Shu had said in a serious way.

"For example, for breakfast, there will be soup dumplings, soup noodles, meatballs, rice cakes, and porridge. At noon, there will be jasmine green tea spring chicken, pumpkin cup, and chicken wings in sauce. In the evening, there will be shredded pork with Beijing sauce..."

Everything, Nan Jue is like a treasure.

After all, for foodies, the name of the dish is very important!
The same goes for Doyle and Ross, two foodies.

Although I don't know what those strange dish names are, but!They are hungry!
Eat! Eat!
Must eat!

"jingle."

The doorbell rang again.

Doyle stopped pulling his bearded hand, "Wouldn't it be Qin Qingbai who came?"

After all, they are also old friends.

However, it really wasn't coming.

"Xiao Jue."

There was a hearty laugh from the door.

In the blink of an eye, Doyle saw Lu Zhengguo holding Nan Jue's hand, and Ban Su's face was all smiles.

Beside him, who is it not Lin Yunyun?
"Hey, you two elders of the Lu family, you're here."

"According to the relationship between me and Nanshu, it's for sure."

Lu Zhengguo took Nan Jue by the hand, feeling extremely happy.

When the three old ones got together, the atmosphere immediately became lively.

Lin Yunyun looked around and asked Lu Xuan, "Where's Nanshu girl?"

"In the kitchen."

"Grandma Lin." Just as she was speaking, she heard Nanshu's smiling voice.

Nan Shu just dried her hands and walked towards the living room.

With a smile on her delicate and beautiful face and a bright red dress, in the eyes of these elders, Nan Shu looks more and more beautiful.

"I was busy just now, so I didn't have time to entertain."

Doyle waved his hand, "Hey, it's okay, it's okay if you don't entertain."

He is a frequent visitor to Nan Shu's house.

"Pfft." Nan Shu laughed and teased, "Then according to what Uncle Daoer said, I don't need all those teas and fruits?"

Tea and fruits?

"Up, up, up!"

Doyle and Ross spoke at the same time.

With that appearance, even Nan Jue, a snack foodie, couldn't help laughing.

Nan Shu also smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, she was very happy, "Then I will prepare."

Lu Xuan spoke at the right time, pointing to the sofa in the living room, "Sit down."

A group of elders turned around and sat on the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, the soft yet firm touch of the sofa came. Doyle and Rose suddenly looked up at Lu Xuan this time, and then turned to look at Nan Shu who walked into the kitchen.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart: why did he feel that Lu Xuan's posture just now looked so much like his master's?
The greeting is more skillful and natural than Nan Shu.

(End of this chapter)