The Young Master’s Bride

From joy to coldness, she did not hide it at all, and the change was so fast and so natural.

Qing Ge also said that Yin Shinian's coldness is just a disguise, but in fact, she is very cheerful and enthusiastic.

He also said that Qingge felt that this woman would be cheerful and enthusiastic when she was blind.

However, the bright and charming smile on her face just now was indeed something he had never seen before.

It turned out that her indifference was only aimed at him.

Even when both of them reached the peak of pleasure together, she never gave herself enthusiasm.

"I want to eat braised in soy sauce!" Nana said to her mother, very crisp and sweet.

Feng Yan suddenly felt that he had become superfluous in this home.

He is not here, their mother and daughter have a good atmosphere...

"Well, mom will do it for you!"

Yin Shinian responded with a faint smile. For her daughter, she also has enough patience and gentleness.

When Feng Yan went back to the room, took a shower, changed clothes, and went downstairs, Yin Shinian and Nana were already eating in the restaurant.

Feng Yan stood around the corner of the restaurant for a while before finally walking in.

He glanced at the dining table with a feminine look, and there was no tableware.

He sat directly on the dining chair and glanced at the dishes on the table, steamed fish, bacon bamboo shoot tips, fried snow peas, beef roast potatoes, and a shrimp tofu soup.

Nana glanced at her father and at her mother who was eating, but finally did not speak, a little embarrassed.

She actually wanted to eat with a family of three, but she knew that her mother didn't want to...

Feng Yan didn't speak either, her feminine eyes kept looking at Yin Shinian.

Feng Yan couldn't eat Yin Shinian anymore. She also felt Nana's embarrassment, and she still had a hint of hope...

Just when she was thinking about whether to make some compromises, even for Nana, when she went to get Feng Yan a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Feng Yan opened her mouth, the tone of the order cannot be refused.

"Serving rice!" Feng Yan tapped his fingers rhythmically on the dining table.

Yin Shinian clenched his chopsticks, then put down the bowl, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Nana glanced at Feng Yan, snorted and lowered her head to eat.

Looking at Yin Shinian's back, Feng Yan's eyes were deep and cold.

Yin Shinian took the chopsticks for Feng Yan and served the rice, placed it in front of him, and sat down quietly without saying anything.

Yin Shinian didn't like this feeling, this forced compromise made her very uncomfortable.

She knew that if she didn't serve Feng Yan, he would change the law and toss her in bed.

To be honest, she really couldn't bear it. Every time she resisted screaming, he became more fierce. She begged for mercy, but he became more and more excited, time after time, endless...

Feng Yan sandwiched a piece of beef, which was delicious. He thought that Qingge's cooking would be delicious, but he didn't want to be indifferent Yin Shinian, cooking would be better.

However, she never made it for herself. If he hadn't been sitting here cheeky, he would still not be able to eat the dishes she cooked.

I ate another bite of fish, very tender and fresh...

I have tasted every dish and it tastes good.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was too quiet. Nana's eyes moved between father and mother, and she was very happy to see.

"Is it delicious?" Nana asked Feng Yan without calling her father.

Feng Yan looked at Nana. This was his daughter. When she didn't know that she was her father, she could still call his father with a smile, but after knowing that he was his father, she didn't call anything.

"Nana, call him Dad!" Feng Yan didn't know what happened to him today, so he wanted to hear Nana call him father.