In the hotel suite, Chang Su looked at the two voracious children, with a strange expression.

"How long has it been since you had a meal?" Chang Su couldn't help asking.

The two children paused and stopped eating at the same time. The innocent eyes stared at Chang Su, making Chang Su feel that it was a sin to interrupt their meal.

"I have no other intention..." Chang Su laughed awkwardly, "You guys keep eating, eat."

"We eat ugly because we are indeed hungry," the brother explained honestly.

"The reason for me and my brother are different," the sister flashed her round eyes, "I have never eaten such delicious food in my life... What's the point of this?"

"Curry Rice." Chang Su was praised for his surprise. Isn't it just praise him for his good cooking skills? He stared at the little girl with yellow curry on her mouth, and she was in a strange mood. She was only five years old in her life.

"Today is my first time eating curry rice. The reason why I think this is the best curry rice I have ever eaten is because there is no comparison. Just like, if I had never seen Uncle Qin before, I would think you are the best uncle in the world."

My sister's serious nonsense made Chang Su amused: So have other good-looking uncles in the world all gone to Mars?

"What about now?" Chang Su did not feel hurt. If the young man had the best handsome in the world, he would at least be the second handsome in the world.

"Now, I think you are the world's number one handsome guy."

Chang Su was a little flattered: "How did you become the world's number one?"

"I think you are the best-looking uncle who knows how to cook. There are also uncles who knows how to cook in foreign countries? There are uncles who knows how to cook in the whole world, so you are the best-looking uncle who knows how to cook in the world."

The sister's rainbow fart made Chang Su laugh happily. He felt that he was the most superficial among the uncles who could cook in the world, and he actually had the urge to believe what a five-year-old girl said.

"Will you make curry rice for me tomorrow?" My sister tilted her head, frowned and pouted, with a hint of innocence and a hint of pretentiousness.

"Yes, as long as you like it." Chang Su's devilish mess reached out and touched his sister's head, and then rushed to the rainbow fart just now. He had to do it.

"Then when will you make me curry rice tomorrow?" the sister asked again.

"It's noon." Chang Su thought about answering her.

"Then I'll take back the answer just now. I have to tell you tomorrow at noon, is this curry rice the best curry rice I've ever had in my life?"

Chang Su was amused and crying: He hadn't asked this question just now.

Chang Su washed the bowl and walked out of the kitchen, and saw two children standing in front of the guzheng erected in the corner of the wall to admire him.

"Don't move." Chang Su walked over quickly. It was his negligence. This was a guzheng worth more than one million yuan that Qin Xiaojin photographed in Japan. After the young man tried the sound today, he had not had time to put it away.

"We didn't move." The brother explained honestly, Chang Su's anxious look made him feel a little guilty.

"We're moving." The sister said.

Chang Su asked in surprise: "Where did you move?"

He looked at the Guzheng from head to toe, but he didn't dare to blink. He thought to himself that children are naughty, and it would be awful to get the Guzheng dirty and broken.

"Everywhere has moved."

Chang Su almost fainted after his sister's words. He wailed excitedly: "This is the little gentleman's guzheng, how can you be so rude..."

"We are moving our eyes." The sister said, and her big round eyes flashed.

Chang Su's twisted expression was suddenly pressed by the pause button: Is this child a fairy changed?

"Uncle Chang, don't be afraid, let's just take a look, it shouldn't be broken." The brother honestly comforted him.

Chang Su's mouth twitched: Even if it is worth more than one million, it will definitely not be bad if you look at it for a few seconds.

At this moment, the door opened, and Qin Xiaojin and Bai He walked in, one holding a guzheng bag in his hand and the other holding a tablet in his hand.

The two children rushed over cheering and said, "Mom——"

Qin Xiaojin's face turned pale invisibly, "Mom", this is a title that will never appear in his life again.

Chang Su had already walked up and took the guzheng bag from Qin Xiaojin's hand. He was about to lean against the wall when he heard his sister roar behind him: "Don't move!"

Chang Su's back stiffened.

The sister walked over and said, "This is my brother's guzheng. How can you be so rude?"

Chang Su: "..." This line is very familiar.

"Liu Langhua, children cannot talk to adults like this." Bai He walked over and leaned the Guzheng to the corner of the wall, and then apologized to Chang Su, "I'm sorry, she has never seen outsiders except me and her brother. She is not very polite, so you should be very grateful."

Chang Su looked at Bai He and felt like spring breeze. A thought in his mind was: Sister Xiang Qing never spoke so gently!

If Sister Xiang Qing is a fire, the woman in front of her is a lake; if Sister Xiang Qing is a peony flower, the woman in front of her is an orchid in the valley; if Sister Xiang Qing is a golden cudgel, the woman in front of her is an embroidery needle...

While Chang Su was thinking about it, Qin Xiaojin called Bai He into the inner room: "Come in."

Chang Su was stunned at the closed bedroom door: It turned out that the type the young gentleman liked was the opposite of Sister Xiang Qing. No wonder Sister Xiang Qing worked hard for ten years to make wedding clothes for others.

Inside the door, Bai He looked at the luxurious big bed and hugged the tablet in his arms: No, this obligation is not stated in the contract!

Qin Xiaojin's eyes fell on the white tablet and asked, "Is it because there are photos inside?"

Bai He couldn't react for a moment: "Ha?"

"What kind of new clothes do the emperor do?"

Bai He looked at Qin Xiaojin's expressionless face and suddenly became messy: I didn't expect you to be like this Qin Xiaojin!

Bai He put the tablet on the table and said, "I will first state that I have a bad figure. What do you see me? What is the truth? Don't expect any unexpected gains. I stand with the number ‘1’, and lie down with the Chinese character ‘1’. If you don't dislike me, I won't dislike you anyway. After all, I only look at my face, and I can't see other places."

Qin Xiaojin: "..." What is this woman talking nonsense?

Following Bai He's sight, Qin Xiaojin saw the luxurious big bed and immediately understood it.

Who did she treat him as?

"You go out!" Qin Xiaojin frowned, and a layer of frost instantly formed on his face.

Bai He went to open the door without saying a word: It wasn't her who wanted to come in by herself, it was him who invited her in!

As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, he heard Qin Xiaojin's voice coming from behind: "Come back!"

"Mr. Qin, are you performing 'Call it and waving it'?" Bai He asked with a smile.

As Party B of the contract, she is not qualified to be angry. Party A seems to be angry.

"You called your daughter the wrong name just now." Party A explained why he was angry.
Chapter completed!