Good Morning, Mr. President!

Zhao Chuning had realized that he had said something wrong, but looking at Xiao Yimi's expectation, his heart was sour and unbearable.

Bale! Anyway, Tang Yi is about to marry Miss Mo. By then, even if Mi Mi wants to pester him, it won't work. Besides, he will have children belonging to him and Miss Mo in the future ...

Zhao Chuning thought about it. He comforted himself not to panic, but he had an inexplicable chest pain.

She shifted the topic and asked Tang Yi: "Do you have anything to eat in your refrigerator?"

The food in the hotel room was always taken care of or supplied by the hotel's housekeeper. Tang Yi naturally did not know.

Zhao Chuning knew that he asked more, simply went to open the refrigerator, swept around, and found a box of high-calcium milk.

icy.

Such a cold day, the child's stomach will definitely not stand.

Fortunately, there is a milk pan in the kitchen of the room. Zhao Chuning poured milk into the pot and cooked it on fire.

She didn't have dinner herself, and at this point she became hungry, boiled water and cooked a box of instant noodles for herself.

...

When Zhao Chuning came out with milk and instant noodles, the large and small figures on the sofa in the hall made her shiver.

Xiao Yimi is leaning on Tang Yi's arms. Tang Yi held her in one hand and supported the storybook in one hand. Xiao Yimi haunts him to tell stories to himself. Tang Yi is definitely not a sentimental person and cannot tell romantic stories, but he can't refuse children.

He had to face the book and read, according to Xuan Ke: "A long time ago, there was a beautiful city in the West, and a handsome prince in the city ..."

He read it word by word, blandly without a trace of affection.

Sure enough, Xiao Yimi immediately disliked, "Uncle, storytelling is not like you telling, you are so boring!"

"What to say?"

"Speak like Mummy."

"Let your mum tell you that moment."

"okay then."

Zhao Chuning looked at this scene, his heart was very turbulent, and there was some pantothenic acid in his eyes. The two of them were together and looked like a father and daughter. Tang Yi thought Xiao Yimi was Cheng Ye's daughter, but she was so patient and demanding of her. Completely satisfied the little girl's imagination of a father.

"Mummy." Xiao Yimi found her standing beside.

Tang Yi glanced slightly. She hadn't had time to draw back her sight and was caught by him. His eyes cleared, and he kept an eye on her. She pressed down the feeling of turbulence in her heart, and instead of looking at him, she pointed to the dining table and the child and said, "The milk is good, go drink it."

Xiao Yimi got up from Tang Yi's arms and ran to drink milk.

Tang Yi followed and stood up. Zhao Chuning fluctuated, and wanted to say nothing, but after all, said nothing. Just followed the child and went to the restaurant.

Tang Yi followed, and saw a large and a small lying at the table. One drank milk and one ate noodles.

He froze, sat down in front of Zhao Chuning, and stared at her with sharp eyes.

No matter how sensitive she was, she felt the resentment on the other side and had to lower her fork and lift her head, and looked at him with some ignorance.

He put his hands around his chest and glanced up at her, "I'm back from Q.A, and I'll help you with the children. Do you think I have dinner?"

That's right! As if she begged him to help her with her child. If he hadn't taken the child away, why would she have to eat instant noodles? Hot meals and hot dishes at home are waiting for her!

Zhao Chuning said, "Tang is always a fussy person, and he won't be able to swallow instant noodles. You still have to order food."

After she said it, she lowered her head and continued to eat noodles.

Xiao Yimi handed her milk cup generously, "Uncle, why don't you drink my milk. It's delicious ~"

Tang Yi looked at the child's clear eyes, and his heart became softer and softer. Handing the milk back, a completely different attitude from Zhao Chuning, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "You drink, leave me alone."

Zhao Chuning looked a little distant. Tang Yi's smile was really rare, but it was really good-looking. Like the spring ushered in the haze.

However, it is too confusing.

This is very dangerous.

Zhao Chuning didn't just open his eyes with one glance. When she lowered her head and was about to continue to eat noodles, she suddenly crossed her hand and took her away. Zhao Chuning snapped for a moment, then, surprised that Tang Yi grabbed the fork in her hand and ate it.

"You ..." Zhao Chuning moved her lips twice, only sighing.

Tang Yi didn't even look at her and just continued to eat.

She cooks instant noodles.

When he was a kid, he used to be at home alone, and almost every day spent instant noodles. He vomited when he smelled the instant noodles, but he didn't expect to taste it tonight.

Xiaomi giggled aside, looked at this for a while, and looked at that for a while, "Uncle used to like to eat mummy."

Both adults were stunned by the child's word.

Tang Yi refrained from refuting, and his expression remained quiet, but Zhao Chuning whispered in an embarrassment, "Mimi, don't make nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense ~ Uncle just likes it."

"You eat first, I'll cook again." She got up and turned back to the kitchen. Tang Yi's eyes lingered on her, and it took a long time to move away.

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Dinner was so simple to deal with the past.

Zhao Chuning had always wanted to take the children away, but suddenly they couldn't bear to watch the picture of them getting along. Anyway, this is only one time. Why did she let Mimi down?

Think about it this way, in the end is to let Mi Mi stay.

She covered the child with a quilt, and Tang Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a bath. She glanced at him, "Mimi stay, I'll go first."

Tang Yi stunned, his face a little gloomy.

His lips were tight and he didn't speak. Zhao Chuning took it as his acquiescence and kissed the child's forehead before telling him again, "She must go to school before 8 AM. Wake up at 7 AM, don't forget breakfast."

"Mummy." Xiao Yimi was reluctant to leave.

Zhao Chuning has already bagged, "After class tomorrow, I will let grandma pick you up."

She said, walking out of the bedroom. Tang Yi has been speechless, but just followed her out. After bringing the bedroom door in, he reached out and clasped her, pulling her back. Zhao Chuning was panicked, and he was controlled on the wall.

He had just taken a shower, and the smell of bathing was on his body. Like a rosemary with a bewilderment, she got into her breath. Her back was stretched straight, afraid that the child would hear the voice, and only whispered, "Tang Yi."

"To take a bath."

"..." She stared at Tang Yi with a pale face.

"I didn't intend to ask you." Tang Yi could see what she was thinking, her voice was cold. He looked at her, his eyes light, "I said that I was not interested in women who gave birth to other men."