"Dinner." He had a low voice, which was very provocative in this small apartment.

"Wow, Turkey!" Xia Yanyou looks back, his eyes are very bright at his plate, saliva is about to flow out.

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

Xia Bing takes two people to hang the last card on the treetop, quickly takes the children to wash their hands, and then goes to the table.

She turned off the ceiling lights and lit only a few wall lamps. Red and green light bulbs were twined on the Christmas tree and wreath, which flashed and shone on the walls of the apartment.

Under the dim light and shadow, a big turkey is placed in the middle of the table.

The appearance of Turkey is ruddy and shiny, which makes people salivate.

Sang Shijun handed out disposable gloves to three people, and then he put on disposable gloves, directly 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."

His mouth is full of grease, and his mouth is full of grease.

Then, sang Shijun broke off another chicken leg.

Sang Yuxin looked pale and waited for his father to give him the drumsticks. As a result, his father bypassed him and put it directly into Xia Bing's plate: "you can eat it too."

Xia Bing was stunned, then quickly picked up the drumstick and put it on Sang Yuxin's plate: "this is for Yuxin. I'll eat chicken wings."

Sang Yuxin looks at Xia Bing gratefully, and her eyes are moving. She is still aunt Xia!

Sangshijun didn't say anything, drooping his eyes and pulling down a chicken wing and put it on the plate of summer ice.

Chicken wings look greasy, and the burnt yellow oil seeps from the skin of the chicken and soaks into the tender chicken. It looks like a big appetite.

She grabbed the wing and took a bite.

The meat is tender inside and outside, and the meat is tender. Chew it slowly, which makes the mouth fragrant.

Xia Bing was shocked for a moment.

She doesn't really like Turkey very much.

The quality of Turkey is very rough, and it's hard to chew. If it wasn't for the festival atmosphere and ceremony, she would not eat it.

But I didn't expect that the Turkey could be so delicious after the improvement of Sang Shijun.

She chewed a chicken wing a few times. Her lips were glossy, and there was no time to wipe it. She broke off a large piece of chicken and put it on the plate to eat it.

On the dining table, the light is charming, with the children's laughter, and the ceramic tableware collision, sang Shijun's eyes are soft, and his heart is warm.

Such a scene, only once appeared in the dream.

Now he finally realized that he felt better than in his dream!

He must grasp this hard won happiness.

The meal was a long one, and the two kids were full.

My stomach is bulging and bulging. I still hold yogurt pudding. I have a mouthful of it.

Xia Bing takes advantage of the child's inattention, calls sang Shijun to one side, whispers a few words in his ear.

Sangshijun eyebrow micro Cu: "you let me, disguise as Santa Claus?"

"Shh!" Xia Bing pressed his lips with his fingers, indicating that he should be quiet.

She said: "in London before, Xu ang pretended to be Santa Claus. Xia Yanyou didn't know. I was afraid that without Santa Claus this year, he would be lost."

Xu ang

Sang Shijun's eyes sank.

It's five years in the end. There are so many memories that belong to them alone!

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