Chapter 107 Chasing his wife at the crematorium

Su Shilin glanced at his little cub who was confused, waved, and called him over.

Zhouzhou stayed close to her mother, holding back doubts in her heart, and would go back to check on the situation in the kitchen from time to time.

Of course, Qi Yan is not someone who likes to work in the kitchen when he has nothing to do. Moreover, if he has a hobby of going to the kitchen every now and then, the chef at home may not be able to sleep well.

It must be that their food is not delicious, otherwise why would Mr. always think about cooking by himself?

Only Su Shilin could wait so calmly for Qi Yan to finish working in the kitchen.

Speaking of the kitchen at home, the total number of uses may not exceed ten fingers. When Qi Yan saw that there were completely unopened bowls, chopsticks and kitchen utensils in the cupboard, he almost knew how they ate at home.

Already.

Turning around and looking through the transparent glass door, you can see a woman who is carelessly pressing the remote control and watching TV with her cub in her arms, looking a little careless.

But in fact, this is just an illusion. Her posture is upright, but her shoulders are relaxed, giving people the illusion that she is in a relaxed state at this time.

Qi Yan could probably guess why she did this. He turned around and continued cooking.

When the aroma of the food wafted out and Su Shilin took Zhouzhou to sit down at the dining table, Qi Yan took the initiative to speak:

"Try it and see if you like it."

When they were talking, the two people's eyes met. One had a smile in his eyes, and the other had a guarded look. Their styles were completely different.

After Zhouzhou received Su Shilin's approval, he immediately raised his special fork in support.

The hit hit the target, and a piece of meat hit the fork. Zhouzhou took a bite and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. It was delicious!

People were already entering the house, and Su Shilin was not polite to him at this time, but there was a big living person in front of her, and she couldn't pretend that she couldn't see him while eating.

"Sit down and eat together."

Inviting people can also give people the feeling of being used to giving orders.

Qi Yan thought that her temper had always been like this and had not changed.

Guests are welcome to do as they please. Qi Yan will not refuse the invitation of Su Shilin as the host.

Of course, not many guests need to go to the kitchen themselves.

Qi Yan actually sat down opposite her. It was not unheard of when he was on the show before, but at that time there were people around, not just people, but also many cameras. It was difficult to evoke Su Shilin's feelings for Qi Yan.

alertness.

But it was different now. In a relatively private environment and within his own 'territory', Qi Yan sitting and eating with her in such a grand manner gave her a very different feeling.

Su Shilin frowned, she didn't like that Qi Yan always made her feel different from others.

"After you finish eating, leave quickly."

Before the meal was finished, she chased people away, confidently.

Qi Yan did not agree directly this time, but waited for a while before speaking, his voice was still dignified and moving: "I am really not treated very well as a guest, right, Xiao Lin?"

What kind of guest are you? Who said you are a guest?

Su Shilin's eyes widened, as if he was shocked by Qi Yan's shamelessness. He shamelessly posted it himself, but he had the nerve to say that he was a guest!

Zhouzhou bit his little spoon. There was still unfinished custard in his bowl. His big, beautiful, crystal grape-like eyes blinked, looking back and forth between Qi Yan and Su Shilin.

Su Shilin noticed from the corner of his eye that the little boy was not eating well, so he stretched out his finger and flicked his forehead.

"Don't look at it."

Zhouzhou lost his temper and gave up the little spoon he was biting, and continued to work hard.

After finishing dealing with the little guy, she glanced at the uninvited guest opposite. Qi Yan gave a low laugh, stopped talking, and continued to eat.

Like Zhouzhou, he had no temper in front of Su Shilin.

However, the similarities between them seem to go beyond this. Zhouzhou has almost no one to teach him how to eat, so he eats in a very orderly manner, one bite at a time, one dish at a time, in order, and he just presses the mute button while eating.

The keys are the same and there is almost no noise.

The same goes for Qi Yan, who is sitting opposite them. Compared with the soft and glutinous buns, his eating movements have an elegant and flowing beauty.

At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who has received an aristocratic education and comes from an extraordinary background.

Su Shilin secretly grinded his teeth, the more he looked at Qi Yan, the more displeased he became.

However, after the meal was finished, Qi Yan had no intention of leaving on his own initiative.

Su Shilin went to wash the dishes. She didn't plan to call Qi Yan this time. After all, this was her own home. Except for cooking, which she was not good at, she took care of her own affairs.

But Qi Yan stopped her.

The natural body size difference between men and women caused an ambiguous atmosphere to immediately arise when Qi Yan's hand covered the back of her hand.

Of course, it's possible that the two hands folded together are a little too beautiful.

The hand was well-proportioned with slender knuckles, as white as jade, and had a hint of warmth. Su Shilin was so shocked that he immediately grabbed Qi Yan's wrist with his backhand.

"Mother?"

Zhouzhou felt a little sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and wondered if he had misunderstood just now. His mother had no intention of fighting with Uncle Qi.

Su Shilin immediately let go of her hand when Zhouzhou made a sound.

"Are you sleepy?"

Zhouzhou nodded his head and asked Su Shilin: "Is Uncle Qi sleeping at our house today?"

If there was one more person in the family, Zhouzhou would have been a bit repelled.

But Uncle Qi is a little different from others. Uncle Qi is very good. He can teach himself how to play chess, tell himself stories, and cook for them.

Moreover, Zhouzhou quietly had a new idea in his heart. He felt that if Uncle Qi was at home, he would be like having a father.

They sat together to eat, talk, and watch TV together. His parents were right where he could see them when he raised his eyes.

The child's head was full of wild thoughts, but Su Shilin calmly extinguished Zhouzhou's fantasies with one sentence, "No, he will not stay in our home."

Qi Yan can go wherever he wants, but she can't do it here anyway.

The door is welded shut, so he can't come in.

Oh, Zhouzhou lowered his little head, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, and held a second of silence for the disillusionment that had just made him jump for joy in his heart.

Su Shilin took Zhouzhou to the bathroom, and the little guy washed himself while she washed up beside him.

When she saw Zhouzhou lying on the bed with heavy eyelids and finally falling asleep, she walked out of the bedroom door.

The living room is quiet, and so is the kitchen. The dirty dishes and chopsticks have been washed and put away, and the countertops are as smooth as new, as if the snail girl had been there.

Su Shilin folded his arms, what's the word to describe it?

Virtuous?

Qi Yan is really a virtuous man.

It's a pity she doesn't like it.

Thinking like this, she planned to go to the refrigerator to get a glass of ice water, but after taking no more than two steps, she caught a glimpse of a figure on the balcony without turning on the lights, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Chapter completed!