Chapter 63 Fried Eggs
After returning home, Song Yujia began her daily routine of friendly communication with Jin Zi.
Fu Jun walked over to Song Yujia with a glass of water and sat down, then put his arm around his shoulder.
When Jinzi saw his father coming, he immediately abandoned Song Yujia and raised his claws to step on Fu Jun.
"Hey, Jinzi, you didn't cut your nails. Be careful not to snag Daddy's clothes, or you'll get scolded again."
When Song Yujia saw Jinzi preparing to play with clothes again, she quickly grabbed Jinzi's legs and lifted her up.
One day before, Jinzi found Fu Jun's sweater from somewhere and stole it away. They saw her scratching it with her claws and trying to pick the lines with her nails. When they found it, there were already several holes in it.
The clothes that Fu Zhun couldn't find before were unexpectedly found in the yard. At night, after they finished exercising and opened the window to let the smell out, they heard rustling sounds downstairs and thought a thief had come in. When they looked down, oh yes, it was the sound of Jinzi digging a hole, preparing to destroy the clothes and get rid of all traces.
During that time, almost all of Fu Zhun's sweaters were ruined.
I took him to the doctor to ask if he was looking for something to rub his paw because it was painful. I was told that he was just playing around.
傅準少有的父愛如山倒，回家就把金子罵的狗血淋頭，但沒敢揍他，因為金子有個溺愛他的小爸，要是揍了，就不知道是金子嚎還是某個小哭包嚎了。
"You bad guy, why are you grabbing my clothes?"
Song Yujia didn't know either, because all his clothes were placed together with Fu Jun's, and none of them were damaged.
"Maybe you smell better, so Jin Zi likes you more! Husband, you should be happy!"
Thank you, that's not necessary.
Fu Zhun smiled, picked up the cup and drank half of the water, then fed the remaining half into Song Yujia's mouth. His little Adam's apple rolled up and down, and two drops of water flowed from the corners of his mouth, slid into his collar and disappeared.
Putting down the cup, Fu Jun pushed the gold aside, picked up Song Yujia and walked upstairs.
“What!”
"Baby, Aunt Liu is asleep. You don't want us to disturb her in the living room, do you? Of course, I'm fine with it. It's up to you."
......
"Woof woof woof"
When Jinzi saw her favorite little father being taken away, she ran after him, but was pushed aside by Fu Jun.
"Go back to your own doghouse. I don't have time to deal with you."
Song Yujia was thrown on the bed, regretting why she forgot to wear more autumn pants.
But when Fu Zhun kissed him, he was glad that he was not wearing so many autumn pants, otherwise it would be troublesome for him to take them off.
The two were chatting enthusiastically before the meal even started, but a phone call ruined the mood.
Fu Jun glanced at his phone and saw it was his own. He ignored it and got through the first two, but there was still a third one.
"Hubby, go pick it up, it must be something big."
I took the phone with a bitter face, and saw that it was Mr. Fu calling, which made me feel even more bitter.
"Hello, Dad."
"This is outrageous. You didn't even answer my call!"
"Busy."
"What are you busy doing so late at night?"
Fu Zhun did not reply. A strange silence spread through the phone signal. Song Yujia heard nothing. He raised his two arms and acted as a zombie, poking Fu Zhun's back again and again.
"Well, don't forget to bring Xiao Song back for the New Year."
Without waiting for Fu Zhun to reply, Mr. Fu hung up the phone first, and before hanging up he shouted, "The one who hung up last was a dog."
Fu Zhun snorted coldly and was speechless. He really didn't understand where this old man learned all this and why he was getting younger and younger.
"What's the matter?"
"Dad asked us to go home for the New Year."
Fu Zhun threw away his phone and went over to stick close to Song Yujia.
"Well? We're going home for the New Year, so when should we go to your dad's place and when should we go back to my parents' place?"
Song Yujia pinched Fu Jun and leaned over to kiss his mouth, pushing his head away.
"Baby..."
"If you were in ancient times, you would definitely be a pervert and a thief."
"I only picked your little flower."
"Hubby, I don't want to chat anymore. I'm so tired."
Fu Zhun kissed Song Yujia's soft face and compromised.
"Do you have any ideas? I'll take your word for it."
"How about we stay with your dad until the first night of the new year, finish dinner, and then go back to my house to sleep?"
"good."
The next day, Song Yujia woke up early for once, at 0.2 times the normal speed, and considerately put a pillow in Fu Jun's arms to replace himself.
He went downstairs yawning. There was no one in the kitchen yet. Song Yujia nodded with satisfaction and took out his brand new apron from the cupboard.
I bought this one day when I was shopping with Fu Zhun after get off work. It's a beautiful white apron with lace and a super big bow on it, but it's a little short.
Fu Jun saw this. He had no intention of buying it because he didn't like cooking and white doesn't get dirty easily. But Fu Jun said, "It doesn't matter. It will be useful someday."
Song Yujia felt that this was Fu Jun's blatant hint to him that he wanted to eat the food he cooked. How could he refuse?
Is the apron important? Not important.
His loving breakfast is more important.
And breakfast is best made.
When Aunt Liu got up, she saw Song Yujia frying eggs with a pot lid covering her face.
"Our hardworking little bees got up so early today~"
"Auntie Liu, please help me, the oil is splattering everywhere."
Aunt Liu went forward to take the spatula from his hand and turned down the heat. "Jia Jia, why don't you use this pot? You can use the one with no open flame or the one specially made for frying eggs. That one won't spill oil."
"good!"
Fu Zhun upstairs had just become conscious and hadn't even closed his eyes yet. As usual, he wanted to rub against her arms and kiss her on the cheek.
Before the kiss even started, Fu Zhun was awakened. Seeing it was a pillow, he sat up from the bed and called Song Yujia with squinted eyes.
Where is my sweet and soft wife? ?
After calling out twice and getting no response, Fu Zhun broke out in a cold sweat. Song Yujia never gets up early unless it's something important. It would be fine if she went back to her parents' house, but what if she went back?
Thinking of this, Fu Zhun jumped up and ran downstairs.
"Baby!"
"Song Yujia!"
The calls became more urgent and louder than the last. Song Yujia, who had started eating in the kitchen early, finally heard them.
"Here it is, husband!"
Fu Zhun turned around and saw Song Yujia wearing the small clothes he bought last time, holding a bowl, standing at the kitchen door, looking at him with a smile.
My heart, which had just jumped into my throat, fell back to its original place, and then jumped into my throat again in the blink of an eye.
This dress...
Although he wore an apron over his pajamas, Fu Zhun was still very happy. People were always excited in the early morning. Fu Zhun walked over, pushed Song Yujia against the wall, and kissed his forehead.
"How about I not go to work and take a day off to stay at home with you?"
"Didn't I accompany you to the company? How come you are staying at home with me now?"
Song Yujia just felt that this boss was too casual. He didn't want to go if he didn't want to, and he used his boss as an excuse when he didn't want to go. It was too much.
Thinking so, I still raised the bowl in my hand and handed it over.
"Honey, try the fried eggs, they are soft and runny~"
Fu Zhun just thought it was Aunt Liu who did it, and now he was thankful that he didn't see Song Yujia wearing this dress just now. What was he doing at the kitchen door? Otherwise, if he was caught in the act, it would be a big embarrassment.
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