"Good for you to know," Yin Helian didn't let go when he had the upper hand.
"You—", He Lan You was speechless. After all, he also took her first time. Forget it, talking about this kind of thing too much is meaningless. A good woman doesn't fight with a bad man.
"Uncle, Xiao Xun is hungry," the door was pushed open, and Xiao Xun walked out with sleepy eyes.
"Xiao Xun, your clothes aren't even worn properly," He Lan You walked up to help Xiao Xun tidy up her clothes. "Come on, Mommy will take you to wash your face and brush your teeth."
"Uncle will go make noodles."
The three people in the early morning were as coordinated as a family.
He Lan You helped Xiao Xun pack her school bag, and by around seven-thirty, Yin Helian had already cooked several bowls of hot soup noodles, topped with green onions and white chili sauce, looking very good.
He Lan You was quite surprised. This man seemed quite particular, whether it was dressing or behavior, all exuded an elegant taste.
"What are you looking at, if you keep looking, I might think you have ulterior motives," Yin Helian was in a good mood and couldn't help teasing.
"Dream on," He Lan You curled her lips and sat down with Xiao Xun.
"Wow, Uncle, the noodles you made are much better than Mommy's," Xiao Xun said happily, slurping the noodles. "From now on, I want to eat Uncle's cooking every day."
"Xiao Xun, you forgot Mommy as soon as you have Uncle."
"I smell a sour smell," Yin Helian sniffed on He Lan You, smiling, "Who let you be such an unqualified mommy."
"Who let you be so talented as a 'daddy'," He Lan You knew he was a male chauvinist and decided to confront him. Seeing Yin Helian's frustrated expression, she laughed heartily.
"He Lan You—"
"Uncle, Mommy, don't argue, Xiao Xun likes both of you," Xiao Xun held the hands of the two with a smile.
The child's hand was soft, and both were very pleased.
"Xiao Xun, you like to eat onions, Mommy will give them all to you."
"Uncle also likes to eat onions, Xiao Xun also gives some to Uncle," Xiao Xun held the chopsticks unsteadily with her small hand, clumsily picking up the onions and putting them into Yin Helian's bowl.
"You can have it, Xiao Xun," Yin Helian put the onions floating on the surface into the soup one by one, "After eating, Uncle will take you to kindergarten."
"Okay," Xiao Xun nodded obediently.
He Lan You stared at the two, finally falling on Yin Helian, only to see that he also put the noodles into the soup. Ordinary people would mix the noodles with the onions, but Xiao Xun has a unique way of eating noodles, and unexpectedly, Yin Helian is also the same as Xiao Xun. Now looking closely, it seems that the two people's postures and expressions when eating noodles are exactly the same, all with their heads down, hands not touching the bowl.
"Why aren't you eating noodles, what are you looking at me for?" Yin Helian waved his hand in front of her.
"Oh, I know, Mommy likes Uncle," Xiao Xun danced on the side.
"Don't talk nonsense, eat your noodles," He Lan You knocked on Xiao Xun's head with chopsticks, then, with a slightly red ear, she lowered her head.