After being praised without any trace, Ye Ruyu was happy and responded.

"Okay, we are only a family of three."

As for the thought that just arose, it was directly extinguished. Ling Xue and her son's relationship can be cultivated at any time, and she must first cultivate a mother-daughter relationship with her son.

Li Yichen rarely goes home on weekdays, and the last time he came back was nearly two months ago.

My son finally came back, but it was rare to stay for dinner. Maybe he was in a good mood, so it was possible to stay overnight.

She is a mother, so how could she not expect her son to go home for a reunion dinner?

A rare opportunity can no longer make my son angry.

I was happy and even spoke to Li Zhengting a little gentle: "Husband, what should I see if this flower arrangement is suitable?"

Li Zhengting sat upright and could not see the fluctuations in his heart.

"You make it right wherever you put it."

"Personal. Yichen, where do you think you should put it?"

Li Yichen glanced at the TV and didn't say anything. Ye Ruyu immediately understood and hugged the flower arrangement and moved to the TV.

Li Zhengting was so scared that he quickly got up, and without saying a word, he grabbed the flower pot from her arms, and walked to the TV, muttering: "What are you doing when you are so heavy, why are you trying to do that? What should you do if you do when you dodge your waist?"

Ye Ruyu glared at him, but said nothing, and a soft smile unstoppable from the corner of her mouth.

Li Yichen looked at his father, then at his mother's reaction, and a sudden light of inspiration appeared in his mind, as if he had understood what he didn't understand when he was searching for information.

It turns out that sometimes women don’t want to ask for it on their own initiative, but want to see what actions the people they care about will do.

A man’s ten words, “I will buy it for you”, can’t stand a word, “hold it”.

He raised his lips, fortunately he was an actionist.

But he seemed to have forgotten that sometimes liking it requires language expression.

Li Zhengting arranged the flowers and arranged them, and the area around the TV looked much more pleasant.

Ye Ruyu didn't let go of the smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes looked at Li Zhengting with a much softer look.

"You father and son watch TV for a while, I'll go cook."

"I'll help you." Li Zhengting frowned, his usual sharp eyes, and now he was only heartache.

"No, watch TV with Yichen. If you don't get along, how bored he will be."

Hearing this, he no longer insisted. It was rare for his son to come back, so it would be not good to just leave it alone.

He glanced at his son reluctantly and replied silently: "Then don't cook too many dishes, just eat enough. Tell me if you are tired."

Ye Ruyu looked at him with a angrily look: "Is my physical strength so poor? Don't worry, your task is to accompany my son for me. Otherwise, you cook and I will accompany my son."

"Don't be too tired, I'll go watch TV with Yichen."

Li Zhengting turned around and walked towards the sand. What a joke, how could he let his wife sit with his love rival?

It's definitely not because he doesn't like cooking. Well, it's definitely not.

"Silly." Ye Ruyu looked at her husband's fleeing back, smiled and cursed, put on an apron and began to think about what to do more nutritiously.

Li Yichen glanced at his father who had returned and said coldly: "Aren't you going to help?"

"Your mom asked me to watch TV with you."

"...You don't like cooking, do you?"

Li Zhengting:...

He was choked as soon as he sat down, and Li Zhengting felt that his face was a little unbearable.

"Didn't you see that your mother's attitude is different?"

"It means that your flattery was very successful."

"Well, who did you learn these words?"
Chapter completed!