A bowl of white rice was delivered to Xiao Yuchen, and then, two pairs of chopsticks each picked up a piece of glutinous rice ribs and put them in the little guy's bowl. Because the two people moved at the same time, after finishing this matter naturally, the expressions of the two people became inexplicably embarrassed.

"Ugh!" Xiao Yuchen stared blankly at the two ribs in the bowl with his big black eyes, and made a confused voice.

Xia Xinnian's heart skipped a beat, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed across the faces of the two men.

Jimucheng raised the corners of his lips playfully, and directly put the piece he had clipped into Xia Xinnian's bowl: "Xin Nian, eat more."

This unreasonable intimacy made Xia Xinnian grit her teeth secretly, what is Jimucheng doing?

He was fighting against her yesterday, but now, is he going to be a good husband?

Yan Junhan stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Yuchen's head, and said in a low voice, "Yuchen, does it taste like your mommy made it?"

The little guy didn't know how to hold chopsticks with his small hands, so he picked up the ribs several times before he put them to his mouth and took a bite. His little brows frowned: "It doesn't taste like Mommy's cooking. These ribs are delicious. Mommy's cooking is not so delicious."

Xia Xinnian was waiting for her son to praise her, but she didn't expect that the little guy was so honest, which made her feel depressed.

Next to him, Jimucheng smiled unceremoniously when he saw the woman's eating. It's really fun for the mother and son to get along sometimes.

With two such interesting people, how could he let go to another man?

Yan Junhan also pursed his lips and smiled, raised his eyes to look at Xia Xinnian with a gloomy face: "Actually, the food you cook is not that bad, I think it's delicious."

Xia Xinnian had no choice but to laugh dryly: "Brother Yan praised you. In fact, I can only cook a few home-cooked dishes. How can I compare with the chefs here."

"Some people like to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and some people especially like to eat vegetables and radishes. The tastes are different, so naturally there is no comparison." Yan Junhan's words were full of hints.

How shrewd is Jimucheng, of course he heard Yan Junhan's implication, so it seems that he still doesn't want to let go?

Xia Xinnian chuckled: "Your words sound quite reasonable. Indeed, everyone is different and wants different things. It's better not to compare."

Jimucheng's eyes narrowed. The two people sang together, maybe they were talking about him.

"It would be great if I still have the chance to eat your cooking again." Yan Junhan sighed, but his eyes were filled with anticipation.

Before Xia Xinnian had time to speak, Jimucheng had already smiled and said, "What's so difficult about wanting to eat the food made by Xinnian? Come and sit at home at noon tomorrow, and let's do what the landlord wants."

Xia Xinnian's breathing was stagnant. She didn't know why, but she wasn't disgusted when she heard this man call her such an intimate name. What's wrong with her?

"That's right, Uncle Yan, can you come to our house as a guest?" Xiao Yuchen asked with sharp eyes when he heard that.

In Yan Junhan's mood, the cold winter is coming, and the snowflakes are fluttering.

That's not what he meant, he just hoped that Xia Xinnian could understand what he meant by wanting to be with her.

Xia Xinnian is not stupid. She has always seen Yan Junhan's affection for her, but at the beginning she felt that she was not worthy of him. Now, she dare not accept his affection for fear of letting him down.

He should be worthy of a better woman to love him, and he will definitely have a happy family in the future.

"Brother Yan, if you are free, come to have a meal at home at noon tomorrow. I will make it myself." Xia Xinnian invited gently.

Jimucheng squinted his eyes. Although he was the one who proposed to invite people to his house just now, he was inexplicably uncomfortable at the moment.

This woman really wants to cook for him?

I haven't cooked a meal for him yet. Is this discriminatory treatment?

"It's been a long time since I ate the meal made by Mommy. Uncle Yan, why don't you come here." Xiao Yuchen didn't realize the complicated relationship between adults, he just felt that Uncle Yan was like his relatives, and if there were good things, of course he should be counted as a share. JrNovels.com