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Chapter 23 Playing the piano

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I don’t know if it’s because of the injury, Pei Jingsong has been very busy recently and has put down a lot of business in the store. In Xiang Yu’s words, the boss is now taking the Wenwan home route.

But when you are at home, you have to give a big guy who is nearly 1.9 meters tall and gentle?Pei Jingsong cleaned up the person without any burden.

The hotel has been booked and will be able to leave tomorrow.

Pei Jingsong walked around the car repair shop twice, consciously considering everything he could think of. Finally, he told him about his work arrangements when he was not in the store, and picked up the car key and left with ease.

Pei Yan and Chen Zhuo went shopping, and Lu Jiangbei Xiangyu was also following him, so there was no need to worry about safety.

After he was free, he began to pack up what he wanted to bring.

Of course, I only cleaned up his own.

Pei Yan doesn't like others touching her things.

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered her obsession with cleanliness.

He always knew that she didn't like physical contact with people, so he was really surprised that she would hug him that day.

I think I was really scared.

I have been watching him very frequently recently.

A little bit of injury, and it turned out to be like he had been fighting with others for three days and three nights.

But let alone, it feels good to be cared for by children.

In a good mood, Pei Jingsong went downstairs to buy vegetables and was preparing to show off his skills to a few children.

His cooking skills are average, but he can't stand the skills in the store, and he is not very good at eating takeaways. He can only make it by himself from time to time. After a while, he has mastered it.

At least not bad.

The soup was stewing, and the door was open.

Pei Jingsong glanced at the chicken soup in the pot and poked his head out of the kitchen.

Pei Yan was the only one at the door, and was bent down to change his shoes.

Where are Fang Fang and the others?

Pei Yan raised her eyes, stayed on his apron for a moment, and said lightly, I met Uncle Zhou while shopping. He happened to be fine today, so he took Fang Fang and the others to Fanghua.

Why didn't you go?Pei Jingsong asked her to go to the living room first and said casually that there were two more dishes, and it would be done soon.

Pei Yan put the shopping bag on the sofa and followed.

He made a lot of things and looked good.

The chicken soup is stewed in the enamel pot, which is so fragrant.She lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, tilted her head and asked him, why didn’t she put peppers?

Don’t you not eat spicy food?He served the dishes and looked back at her.

Pei Yan had a meal, stood up, and now she could eat a little.

After saying that, she picked up a plate of dishes and walked out.

Pei Jingsong stood there and smiled, feeling helpless at her awkward temperament. He was about to say something, but he heard her say that the apron is good.Very homely.

Pei Jingsong looked down and found that the four big words "A Good Wife and Good Mother" were printed at the bottom.He felt sore teeth, and took off his apron and leaned on him.Who designed the style?Fucked good wife and mother!

Did you buy it?He raised his eyebrows.

Pei Yan murmured, picked up the dishes and walked past him, and the supermarket was discounted, buy one and get one free.

What about the other one?

Three obediences and four virtues.

……

There were so many things that the two of them would definitely not be able to finish eating. Pei Jingsong looked at it for a while and picked up two of them and went to the next door.

After a while, I came back, carrying a large bag of candy cakes made by my grandma himself.

Grandma's return gift.He put the things on the table, his eyes met her, and explained, "Just try it, let me eat it."

She tastes light and can't eat it even if it's too spicy or too sweet.

Pei Yan nodded, not refuting.

I went to two dishes and still had a lot of food.Pei Jingsong looked at her and said, "I've eaten too little, so I've put all the pressure on me."

Is there any?She changed the stage bored and glanced at him.

Pei Jingsong yelled and sat next to her lazily.He is tall and long legs, and he sanks as soon as he sits down on the sofa.

Pei Yan moved to the side and set a distance from him.

What to hide?He said, I didn't wrong you.

I also ate a lot... She whispered her lower lip and retorted in a low voice.

That's not as much as me.He said and laughed, "Don't let you get fat if you do this, I will make myself happy."

No, you won’t be fat.

He looked at her, maybe he might have secretly added abdominal muscles like your Uncle Zhou, and it would be unified.

Dad has eight pack abs.

... He really has it.But isn't this a bit crooked?

Pei Jingsong said, "I'm changing the topic again, so I haven't finished the rice, is it because the food is not up to the taste?"

no.She shook her head and commented pertinently, her father's skills are very good.

How good?He bent his lips and teased her on purpose.

When she was at home, Pei Yan thought about it and barely ranked among the top three.

... There are only three people in the family.

He smiled angrily, what should I do after I am so picky about food

Dad raised me.No?

Pei Jingsong paused slightly, Dad can’t take care of you for the rest of his life.after

I'll play the piano for you, Pei Yan smiled, Dad hasn't heard me play the piano much.

One sentence made him silent again, thinking of those incompetent little things.

Pei Yan's piano skills are undoubtedly superb. Although he has never been to the scene, he has watched the online video.

Everyone calls her a genius girl, saying that her talent is not inferior to Xu Qing, and she will definitely achieve higher accomplishments than Xu Qing in the future and become an artist better than her mother.

Artist Ah…

Pei Jingsong lifted his eyes

The girl's side face is quiet and peaceful, and her fingers are free to shuttle on the keys. A wonderful melody poured out under her hands. The beautiful picture is not real.

His eyes flashed, and his fingers twisted the filter mouthpiece.