President Fu's new wife

Chapter 772 Dad Only Loves Mom (5)
"Mommy, have porridge!" Xiao Rongtian also went into her arms and said in a low voice.

Xiao Xing only felt a big sweat written on his forehead.

He didn't go downstairs, but when she was cooking, the three little guys went upstairs together. The little brother and sister supported the little brother, and anyway, they struggled and finally reached the upstairs.

In the study, he was looking at the computer screen and smoking a cigarette. When he saw his son and daughter go, he immediately stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Xiao Xiaoxing and Xiao Xiaozhi didn't compete with Xiao Rongtian, so he hugged Xiao Rongtian on his lap, and then Xiao Xiaozhi and Xiao Xiaoxing sat beside him: "Dad, Mom is cooking."

He raised his deep eyes, looked at his son quietly, and then smiled lightly.

"Dad, what do you like to eat, I'll tell mom." Xiao Xiaoxing also wanted mom to treat dad well.

"Only your mother knows what daddy likes to eat." He whispered, then picked up Xiao Rongtian and let him step on his lap.

"But Dad, my brother and I also know what you like to eat." Xiao Xiaoxing was dissatisfied that his father always seemed to favor his mother.

"You don't understand, Dad loves Mom more than us." Xiao Xiaozhi sighed how he had such a stupid sister.

"It's not coming, Dad loves me more." Xiao Xiaoxing pouted unhappy as she spoke.

Xiao Xing is still acting as a nanny, cooking, frying, and arranging dishes.

Everything is done in an orderly manner.

When he went downstairs with the child in his arms, she had almost prepared dinner, and the four of them sat at the dinner table. The three children were all looking forward to it, rubbing their hands together.

He just quietly watched her go about her business.

It's like a certain summer a few years ago, although they didn't cook three meals a day for him, but they were like this for a long time, one was in the kitchen, the other was in the living room, until it was time to eat.

Memories always make people feel a little tight in their throats, he doesn't think about it anymore, she has already prepared a table of dishes.

In fact, Xiao Xing is very strange, the kitchen was empty last time, but after a short time, there is everything in the kitchen, even the rice has been bought, and there is no shortage of vegetables or meat.

"Mom, can I eat grandma's marinated meat tomorrow night? Dad hasn't tasted it yet." Xiao Xiaoxing said.

Xiao Xing is stuck, tomorrow night?

Of course there is nothing wrong with giving him food, she is not too stingy to not give him food, but tomorrow night is New Year's Eve.

Fu Zhi didn't speak, just ate his own.

Xiao Xing sat down beside him and didn't know what to say: "Eat first."

"Okay!" Although Xiao Xiaoxing didn't ask any questions, her eyes were full of displeasure, her attitude towards her mother.

Xiao Xiaozhi didn't speak at all, thinking to himself: I don't bother to care about adults' affairs.

In fact, he also wants to celebrate the New Year with his parents, but he doesn't know if his mother and father can still play happily. When they are together, they don't even smile. Dad looks very unhappy, and mother looks very embarrassed.

"Otherwise, the three of us, siblings, will spend together tomorrow night." Xiao Xiaozhi sighed.

Xiao Xing looked up in surprise: "What do you mean by that?"

"Hey, I just don't want you anymore." Xiao Xiaoxing smiled and said, "I don't want Dad either!"

Seeing her sister smiling so happily, Xiao Rongtian also laughed. The movement of holding the spoon in her hand was still clumsy, but she still ate it steadily into her mouth.

"Then the two of us are really pitiful!" Xiao Xing couldn't help sighing.

Then Xiao Xing smirked again, Xiao Xing had no choice but to say: "Hurry up and eat first!"

After dinner, the three of them played all the time, so don't go home with Xiaoxing.

Xiao Xing came out after packing up the dishes and saw someone watching the news, and the three children ran all over the living room.

No wonder they dislike her and Li Yang's small residence, this living room is bigger than that one.

But does this count as dislike the poor and love the rich?
This problem should not be very good, right?
As she walked towards the sofa, she looked at the watch on her wrist. It was already ten o'clock.

The kids are still so excited, he is still reading the newspaper, what about her?

To bring up the topic that made everyone unhappy.

She didn't want to mention it, and before she mentioned it, she heard her son calling her in front of the easel: "Mom, come quickly."

Fu Zhi also raised his eyes, watching her walk towards her son.

"Mom, what can you draw? Can you draw me?"

Xiao Xiaoxing lay beside him and said.

"It's good, but mom hasn't drawn for a long time!" It must be rusty.

She picked up a pen, but found that she couldn't even take a pen.

But her daughter and son were looking forward to it, so she sat next to her and drew on the paper with a pen.

Xiao Rongtian went to the sofa and lay on Fu Zhi's lap. Fu Zhi put down the newspaper and hugged him, looking at the three mother and child in front of the big glass screen with his dark eagle eyes.

Before Xiao Xing finished the painting, Xiao Xing was already dozing off, and Xiao Zhi simply ran to his father.

"Go to bed when you're sleepy!" Fu Zhi whispered to his son.

Xiao Zhi immediately understood what his father meant, exchanged glances with him immediately and ran upstairs.

Fortunately, Xiaoxiao opened her eyelids and saw her younger brother running upstairs, and she also moved cleverly, staring at her eyes: "Mom, I'm so sleepy, let's draw tomorrow!"

So I went to chase my younger brother and thought: "I don't want my mother to paint anymore, it's so slow."

Xiao Xing looked at what she drew, she was just sketching a face.

In fact, the little guy didn't have to lie there, and she couldn't even look at the little guy.

Hey, it's all from memory.

Later, Xiao Rongtian also fell asleep, and he glanced at her: "Let him sleep in the room of the former siblings."

She stood by and nodded: "Okay!"

So he went upstairs with his son in his arms, and she stood downstairs watching.

Both father and son went to rest, what about her?
She sat at the easel and finished her daughter's painting, and then she didn't know what to say anymore.

If you don't write for too long, the person who once felt that he was an expert has completely become an amateur.

But it's okay, fortunately, the painting is finished, although it took a long time.

When she stood up and looked at the scenery by the window, he came down from upstairs: "I'll go out for a while."

Xiao Xing turned her head and saw him leaving in a hurry wearing a coat.

What are you doing out so late?
Xiao Xing couldn't help feeling panicked, did she want to stay here overnight?

Will he not come back?

When she watched him get in the car and leave gracefully, she just felt that he was too assured of her.

But when she really went upstairs, her son and daughter had already slept separately, and Xiao Rongtian slept in the room where the siblings slept.

(End of this chapter)