in front of these two people, Yang Guo is a bit like an outsider. He was so busy taking care of Qiqi that he didn't even care to rinse himself some mutton, let alone chat with song Zhiwen and them.

"That, that!" Qiqi's eyes lit up when she ate. Before she could finish the meat just fed by her father, she couldn't help pointing at the oil tofu in a small plate and shouting.

"I need a perm." Yang Guo said with a smile. He knew that his daughter liked to eat tofu, so he brought a plate in front of her. He didn't expect her to see it so soon. But oil tofu is different from meat slices. It takes a while to cook.

"Do you want to eat fish?" Yang Guo's chopsticks were picked out in the plate containing fish slices, and finally picked up a thin piece of crisp Wan fish. The knife work of the master in the store was good, and the cutting was almost transparent.

"Yes!" Qiqi happily patted her little hand and said. She doesn't like mutton, but she likes fish with the same fishy smell. Yang Guo thinks this is a good thing. Children should eat more fish to become smart.

Crispy Wan fish ripens faster than oil tofu. In the hot pot with full fire, the hot soup scalds the thin fish slices in a few seconds. After scalding, the crispy Wan fish curls up slightly and becomes a small piece. Yang Guo was caught in front of him and carefully picked out the remaining fish bones.

"Do you want soy sauce?" Yang Guo asked.

Qiqi shook her head like a rattle, and then leaned back on her small head with her small mouth wide open, like a crying bird.

Yang Guo smiled, holding fish on Qiqi's mouth to seduce her, gently touched Qiqi's tongue, but pulled out the chopsticks at the moment she closed her mouth.

"Oh, oh!" Qiqi found that the fish that reached her mouth flew again. She pouted her small mouth unhappily, twisted her small waist and began to be charming.

"OK, here you are." Yang Guo smiled and stretched out the fish again. This time he stopped playing. Qiqi bit her chopsticks and rolled her small tongue, and the fish fell into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Yang Guo picked up the boiled oil tofu and asked with a smile. You can't cook any more. If you cook again, it will be soft, and you will lose the soft and elastic taste.

"Delicious!" Qiqi answered vaguely, but she didn't blink at the tofu.

Oil tofu absorbs a lot of delicious soup, and its taste is definitely better than that of pure oil tofu. But the soup is very hot. Yang Guo should blow it down, otherwise Qiqi's tongue will be scalded by the soup.

Taking advantage of this time, Yang Guo added a few pieces of green vegetables and round Tricholoma into the small hot pot, and you should also eat a la carte when eating meat, so as to achieve balanced nutrition.

"Open your mouth." In fact, without Yang Guo's warning, Qiqi had already opened her mouth. This time, Yang Guo put the bowl under Qiqi's chin, and then picked up the oily tofu. Qiqi took a bite, and the soup in the oil tofu flowed out along both ends of her lips, across her chin, and dripping into the bowl.

Yang Guo quickly picked up a paper towel and wiped Qiqi's chin to prevent the juice from flowing onto her clothes again.

"Hehe, hehe!" Qiqi thought it was very interesting. While chewing the oil tofu in her mouth, she laughed, and her eyes were bent into lovely crescent moon.

"You can't laugh when you eat. You'll choke." Yang Guo smiled and patted her daughter on the back.

"There is still half." Yang Guo pinched it and signaled to feed it to Qiqi. Qiqi grabbed his wrist, shook her head skillfully, and said, "Baba also eats."

"Will you leave it for Dad?" Yang Guo asked in surprise, "that father ate!"

Qiqi glanced reluctantly, nodded obediently and said, "Baba, eat with Qiqi!"

Yang Guo's surprise in his eyes was replaced by deep tenderness. He picked up the remaining half of the oil tofu and threw it into his mouth. While eating, he rubbed Qiqi's hair with love. At this time, no matter how much praise is in vain, warmth and touching have already covered Yang Guo and Qiqi.

Chen Anlan was busy eating, and song Zhiwen was busy eating with Chen Anlan. They didn't find the emotional ripples between Yang Guo and his daughter sitting opposite. The atmosphere in the room seemed to be divided into two parts, one was the happiness of Yang Guo and Qiqi, and the other was the passionate joy of song Zhiwen and Chen Anlan.

In fact, they don't talk much, but song Zhiwen can talk about the point of laughter every time. Chen Anlan is often made to laugh inconspicuously by him.

"Yi!" After eating for a while, song Zhiwen suddenly bared his teeth and said, "sure enough, the hot pot in Sichuan Province is more spicy than that in Guangdong Province!"

Just now he bit a Chinese prickly ash. To be correct, it was a little brown pepper. It was full of numbness. Half of his tongue was numb at the end of this bite. Song Zhiwen's face was still pumping, and two tears were squeezed out, almost jumping out and rolling on the ground.

"Haha, haha!" Chen Anlan gloated and covered her mouth and laughed, "if you want to talk more, eat hot pot more seriously!"

Although she had been quarreling with song Zhiwen, Chen Anlan still picked up the beer bottle in front of song Zhiwen, poured half a glass into the beer glass song Zhiwen had drunk, and then brought it to him.

Qi Qi blinked at Uncle mosquito's embarrassment. She was also a little nervous. Turning her head, she looked at Yang Guo pitifully.

"Don't worry." Yang Guo fondled Qiqi's hair and said with a smile, "the hot pot you eat is not spicy."

"My mouth is numb, so I have to eat something cold. Do you want to eat ice cream?" Song Zhiwen asked, "I'll buy it!"

"Where's the ice cream from hotpot city? It's not self-service hotpot." Yang Guo asked with a smile.

"Go out and buy! When I came, I saw a snack bar outside the parking lot." After being numb, song Zhiwen couldn't straighten his tongue and said something vaguely.

Just buy it. Soon, song Zhiwen sneaked in with a black plastic bag like a guerrilla war.

"I didn't expect to buy Wuyang ice cream in Sichuan Province." Song Zhiwen proudly distributed ice cream to Yang Guo and them, "at half-time, eat an ice cream and continue to fight!"

Not too interested, Yang Guo picked it up and put it aside, while Chen Anlan was very happy to pick it up. For girls, the temptation of ice cream can even overcome their fear of getting fat.

Qiqi was no exception. Although she was a little full of hot pot, she saw song Zhiwen and Chen Anlan licking ice cream with interest and saying it was delicious. Her mouth was so greedy that she took the hand of Yang Guo who had just had time to eat something and sprinkled it.

"I see!" Yang Guo had no choice but to put down his chopsticks, pick up the ice cream and tear open the outer layer of paper.

When it was delivered to Qiqi's mouth, Yang Guo retracted again and warned, "but you can't eat more."

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