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Chapter 377 Teach me?
The living room is brightly lit, one big and one small with their backs facing him, holding something in their hands and assembling it.

Two tails, one big and one small behind them, slowly wagged from side to side regularly, and Wen Huaiyan's milky voice was soft: "Dad, is that so?"

The man replied softly, "Yes."

"Dad is amazing!"

Wen Shiyu was not polite: "Of course I'm amazing!"

Song Yixi watched this scene from a distance while holding on to the handrail of the stairs, and smiled unconsciously.

Hearing the sound, the two turned their heads at the same time.

"mom!"

Seeing her, Wen Shiyu frowned: "Why did you come down?"

Song Yixi walked over and sat down not far from them: "What are you doing?"

"Daddy is teaching me how to assemble a pistol!"

Song Yixi: "..."

He glanced at the man who was staring straight at her: "Why don't you teach him to order?"

Wen Shiyu's gaze shifted from her slightly pale face to the things in her hand, impatiently: "You care so much, if you feel uncomfortable, go upstairs to sleep!"

Make him great.

Song Yixi ignored him, got up and poured himself a cup of hot water, then sat down next to Wen Shiyu holding the hot water cup.

Wen Shiyu moved to the side uncomfortably.

Song Yixi lowered his eyes, pretending he didn't see his movements, he took a sip of hot water to relieve the itchiness in his throat, and then said, "How do you assemble this thing?"

"Mom, don't you know?" Wen Huaiyan asked.

Song Yixi hummed.

"Mom is a little fool."

Song Yixi chuckled, then turned to ask the man next to him: "How to organize?"

"I don't know." He didn't lift his eyelids.

"Teach Huai Yan or not teach me?" Song Yixi rubbed the cup wall with his slender fingers, his eyes slipped from his tall nose bridge to his beautifully shaped thin lips, and his gentle voice said slowly, "It's not fair."

Temperature domain: "..."

"That's right, Dad." Little Naibao chimed in beside him.

Wen Shiyu looked up at him: "Go upstairs and brush your teeth and wash your face."

Huai Yan left angrily with a puffy face, and there were only the two of them left in the living room.

Wen Shiyu assembled the parts messed up by his son, and Song Yixi watched the whole process, drinking water silently, without saying a word.

The atmosphere is rare and harmonious.

After drinking a glass of water, Song Yixi put the glass on the table, rubbed her sore neck, and got up.

Just as I was going upstairs, the man's low voice suddenly sounded: "Don't you want to learn?"

Song Yixi blinked, sat down slowly, stared at the side of the man's face: "You want to teach me?"

Wen Shiyu remained silent with a cold face.

"Didn't you just want to teach me?" she asked.

"..."

Song Yixi got closer and closer to him, and after a few seconds, she laughed.

Wen Shiyu was embarrassed by her smile, raised his eyes and gave her a hard look: "If you love learning, don't learn!"

Song Yixi said in a soft voice: "Learn, I didn't say I won't learn."

Under the light, the woman smiled, her hair seemed to be sweet.

Wen Shiyu's throat tightened, and it took a few seconds before he retracted his gaze and returned it to the things in his hand.

"Is that so?" After assembling for a while, Song Yixi always felt that something was wrong.

Wen Shiyu glanced at it, frowned and took it over: "This is wrong."

He whispered, his bony fingers nimbly fiddled with several parts, and his appearance of serious work was especially sexy.

Wen Shiyu fiddled with it for a long time, but Song Yixi didn't make a sound. He turned his face and saw her staring at his side face in a daze, frowning: "Did you hear?"

Song Yixi nodded slowly: "I heard."

"That……"

In the next second, his voice suddenly disappeared.

The woman kissed him directly.

(End of this chapter)