Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 11 Not Enough, Do It Again

"Mother Zhang, where is Yun Qingrang's gift?"

I still remember that every time Zhang Qingying went on a business trip or returned to the United States, he asked Yun Qingrang what gift he would like, and Yun Qingrang just replied flatly: "Just as long as Xiaoai likes it."

From then on, every time Zhang Qingying came back, she would bring two kinds of Xiao Ai's favorites, one used to be a Barbie doll, and now it is a plush doll.Another is sugar.

Xiao Ai's big watery eyes and eyelashes fluttered, and her pupils looked expectantly at Zhang Qingying's opened suitcase. When she saw the white packaging bag in the corner, she rushed down from the sofa: "This is it."

Toffee, Xiao Ai's favorite sweet, ever since she had tooth decay when she was a child, her family never allowed her to eat it. Zhang Qingying couldn't bear to see Xiao Ai's pitiful and hopeful eyes. Bring her some.

Xiao Ai snatched it away, winked mischievously at Zhang Qingying with her pink face, and slipped into the room with the toffee in her arms. After thinking for a long time, she crawled under the bed and hid the candy.

Once out of the room, the food was ready, and the three of them sat around the dining table one by one. As soon as they saw Xiao Ai coming out of the room, Yun Qingrang got up and walked to Xiao Ai to help her shake off the dust on her body: "Hiding something under the bed?"

……

Xiao Ai was obviously taken aback, could it be that Zhang's mother reported her?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Qingying blinking at her, and Xiao Ai knew that Zhang's mother had not betrayed her, so she immediately felt relieved, wrapped her hands around Yun Qingrang's strong arms, and pursed her red lips impatiently: "What do I have? Can I hide? You and Papa Yun are cooking too slowly, and I'm almost starving to death."

Yunmu laughed loudly after hearing this, and quickly stood up, gestured to greet Xiao Ai, looked at Xiao Ai and said, "That's hard work for us, Xiao Ai."

Xiao Ai raised her head and smiled, stretched out her hands to pinch her tender little cheeks: "Father Yun, you don't even know that Yun Qing made me cook slowly these days, which made me starve and thin."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ai quickly sat down on the chair next to Yun Qingrang, and stuffed a large piece of braised pork into her mouth: "Papa Yun's cooking is delicious."

Xiao Ai is like this. She is unruly and willful in front of Yun Qingrang, but she is clever and clever in front of Yunmu and Zhang Qingying. A few words can make the table happy and peaceful.

Yun Qing asked to use his fingertips to wipe off the oil stains leaking from the corners of Xiao Ai's mouth before he started eating, and the hot rice just touched the lips bitten by Xiao Ai, and it hurt a little, Yun Qing frowned subconsciously.

Zhang Qingying also saw the wound on his son's lip, and asked suspiciously, "Qing Rang, why did you hurt your lip?"

On the rosy lower lip, there was a deep red scar, as if someone had bitten him.

When Xiao Ai heard this sentence, she also looked at it suspiciously. Just now, the marks of her bite were not deep, but now it has been a long time, and it is more obvious.

Immediately, I felt guilty for no reason, and I didn't know how Yun Qing asked the black-bellied fellow to answer.

"This?" Yun Qingrang stretched out his index finger to stroke the injured lower lip, and answered naturally: "Xiao Ai bit it."

……

your sister's.

Xiao Ai was startled by his answer, and the piece of meat she just ate was stuck in her throat: "Cough...cough...cough..."

Zhang Qingying and Yunmu snickered silently. They thought it was their son who had kidnapped someone else's little girl, but unexpectedly, Xiao Ai was only sixteen, and she was already so hungry!

Yun Qingrang brought water from the kitchen, and helped Xiao Ai to recite while feeding her: "Eat slowly, and do it when you don't have enough."

(End of this chapter)