Super twins: Daddy chase my mommy

Chapter 137 Pretending to be Santa Claus
"It's time to eat." His voice was low, and in this small apartment, he looked very seductive.

"Wow, turkey!" Xia Yanyou turned his head, looking at the plate he brought out with bright eyes, his saliva was about to flow out.

Sang Yuxin's eyes were light: "Soon, there is only one last point left."

Xia Bing led the two of them to hang the last card on the treetop, and hurriedly took the children to wash their hands before serving to the table.

She turned off the big lights on the ceiling and only lit a few wall lamps. The Christmas trees and Christmas wreaths were all wrapped with small red and green bulbs, flashing and flashing, casting gorgeous light and shadows on the walls of the apartment.

Under the hazy light and shadow, a big turkey was placed in the center of the dining table.

The appearance of the turkey is rosy and shiny, which is mouth-watering.

Sang Shijun distributed disposable gloves to the three of them, then put on the disposable gloves himself, broke off a big chicken leg, and put it on Xia Yanyou's plate: "Eat."

Xia Yanyou's eyes were bright, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Thank you, Uncle Sang."

He put on his gloves, picked up the big chicken leg, and started to bite. The small mouth was covered with oil stains, and his cheeks were bulging.

Then, Sang Shijun broke off another chicken leg.

Sang Yuxin waited calmly for his father to give him the chicken legs, but his father bypassed him and put them directly on Xia Bing's plate: "You eat too."

Xia Bing was startled, then quickly picked up the chicken leg and put it on Sang Yuxin's plate: "Let's give this to Yuxin, I'll just eat the chicken wings."

Sang Yuxin looked at Xia Bing gratefully, his eyes moved slightly, Aunt Xia is better!
Sang Shijun didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes and pulled another chicken wing and put it on Xia Bing's plate.

The chicken wings look greasy, and the burnt yellow chicken oil oozes from the chicken skin and dips into the tender chicken, which looks very appetizing.

She grabbed the chicken wing and took a bite.

The outside is charred and the inside is tender, the meat is tender and tender, chewing slowly, it is even more articulate.

Xia Bing was startled for a moment.

She doesn't really like turkey very much.

The meat of turkey is very rough, and it is difficult to chew. If it is not for the atmosphere and ritual of the festival, she usually does not eat it.

It's just that I didn't expect that this turkey could be so delicious after being improved by Sang Shijun.

She gnawed a chicken wing in a few strokes, her lips were shiny, and she didn't have time to wipe it off, so she broke off a large piece of chicken and put it on the plate, and ate it up.

At the dining table, the lights were beautiful, with the laughter of the children and the crisp sound of the collision with the pottery tableware, Sang Shijun's eyes were soft and his heart was slightly warm.

Such a scene has only ever appeared in a dream.

Now that he finally experienced it himself, he found that the feeling was even better than in his dream!

He had to take good care of this hard-won happiness.

It was a long meal, and the two little ones were full too.

My stomach was swollen, and I was still holding the yogurt pudding, stuffing mouthfuls one by one.

While the child was not paying attention, Xia Bing called Sang Shijun aside and whispered something in his ear.

Sang Shijun frowned slightly: "You let me pretend to be Santa Claus?"

"Hush!" Xia Bing quickly pressed his index finger on the corner of his lips, signaling him to keep his voice down.

She said: "In London before, Xu An pretended to be Santa Claus. Xia Yanyou didn't know. I'm afraid that without Santa Claus this year, he will be lost."

Xu An...

Sang Shijun's eyes sank.

It's been five years, and there are so many memories that belong to them alone!

(End of this chapter)