Hearing this, Yinglan, who was drinking the soup, suddenly spit out: "Dad, it turns out that this is the soup you specially configured for your mother? I won't become a woman after drinking it, right?"

When Song Xiyuan heard this, he frowned slightly, and Wen Caizhe gently patted his younger son's head with a slap.

After dinner, Jingxing certainly had a legitimate reason to stay away, so he stayed.

Wen Cai and Song Xiyuan slept early, while Yinglan hid in his room to play games. Jingxing saw that everyone was no longer outside, so he walked into the kitchen, took out the dumplings he had just left, and put them in the microwave.

She just asked Aunt Hu how to use the microwave oven, so she finally had the chance to give him hot dumplings.

When it was hot, she walked upstairs with the bowl and gently knocked on Yingche's door.

After knocking on the door, there was no response. Jingxing tried to turn the door handle and found that the door was not locked, so he simply pushed the door and walked in.

Yingche was indeed lying on the bed. Jingxing walked over and placed the dumplings on the bedside table, then he stood on the bed and called him: "Brother, you're eating dumplings!"

After a while, Ying Che slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were even deeper in the dim light, just looking at her.

Jingxing pouted and complained, "I just got up at noon, why have you been sleeping for so long? But I left you the dumplings I made with my own hands. They are already hot. Get up and eat them!"

Yingche heard this and then sat up and said lightly: "You have your own bag?"

Jingxing blushed: "Okay, my mother is responsible for the dough and dumpling filling, but I did wrap it in the skin, and I personally warm it up!"

After saying that, she picked up a dumpling and sent it to his mouth.

Yingche took a light look, but suddenly reached out and took the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, put them back on the bedside table, and at the same time he carried her into his arms, turned over and pressed under him: "I don't want to eat dumplings, I want to eat something else."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Jingxing was startled and his body began to stiffen involuntarily, especially when his hand reached into her clothes, she immediately pushed him away: "Brother!"

Yingche looked at her with a deep eyes, and she hurriedly said, "That... I said I'm here, it's not OK! And this is at home!"

After hearing this, Yingche curled the corners of her lips and reached out to touch her face.

Jingxing's heart was so shocked that he hurried to get the dumplings: "Eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold. Or do you want jealous? Can I get it for you?"

She brought the dumplings to his mouth again, and he looked at her quietly. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth, but instead of eating the dumplings, he said something.

"Why don't you tell me?" he asked.

Jingxing was stunned: "What?"

Ying Che curled the corners of his mouth again: "Am I the child's father? Why don't you tell me?"
Chapter completed!