Song Chengfeng felt a cool sensation on his face and instinctively reached out to touch it...
Looking up, I saw Wen Shishi, with a string of glistening tears on her lips, almost jumping into my arms.
Song Chengfeng sighed and told his third brother to hold Wen Shishi carefully...
Otherwise, if the iron utensils fall into the fire, the dried fish will be burned to ashes...
Sure enough, as soon as Song Chengxin brought Wen Shishi back, the little girl, who had just finished drinking porridge and had a bit of energy, opened her red lips, forming a circle.
Before she could even utter a sound, her cheeks and brows furrowed, and she was about to cry...
With quick reflexes, Song Chengxi pulled the iron tool in Sixth Brother's hand backward and snatched two dried fish.
He blew on it in his hand, and just as Wen Shishi was about to cry, he stuffed a small dried fish into her mouth!
Song Chengxin immediately lowered his head, worried that Wen Shishi might have been poked in the throat.
Song Chengfeng slapped Song Chengxi with his backhand, his voice rising unconsciously.
"Don't worry about burning her!"
Song Chengxi chuckled, bent down, and asked Wen Shishi, "Is it hot?"
Wen Shishi reached out, pulled out a small dried fish, glanced at it, and then put it back into her mouth.
They eat fish without showing their teeth, their little mouths bulging out, chewing with great relish!
Without answering, she waved her two small hands at Song Chengxi, indicating that it wasn't hot.
Song Chengxi smiled, blew on another small dried fish in his palm, and handed it to Wen Shishi.
The little figure opened its mouth, which was filled with fish, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, Myna!"
Song Chengxi froze, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Of all the brothers present, he was the only one who received this thank you, and it warmed his heart immensely...
Seeing that she wasn't doing it on purpose, I decided not to correct her at that moment.
The sixth man pulled out the iron tool, placed it on the ground, and said coldly, "Hey!"
So, all my efforts have been for nothing, and I've ended up thanking others instead?!
The way she was about to get angry was exactly the same as Wen Shishi's when she almost didn't get to eat the dried fish.
Song Chengxin chuckled, "You know what, the way the sixth sister is, Shishi really does look just like her!"
The eighth brother took the opportunity to mock him, while the tenth brother, hiding behind the stove, also laughed incessantly.
The sixth brother's arrogance subsided, and he walked up to Wen Shishi, asking directly, "Who caught the dried fish?"
Wen Shishi finished chewing the fish in her mouth and prepared to swallow it...
Song Chengfeng finally couldn't help but remind him, "Slow down, be careful not to get pricked by a fish bone."
Wen Shishi nodded obediently and answered the question, "Sixth Brother caught it."
The frost on Song Chengfeng's face melted a little.
With a deliberately stern face, he continued, "Who baked it?"
Wen Shishi pointed her little finger at Song Chengfeng, "Sixth Brother baked it!"
Song Chengfeng fell silent and looked at Wen Shishi.
The meaning is obvious, so why don't you thank me?
Just thank you, myth brother?
suddenly!
Wen Shishi transferred the dried fish to her other hand.
The free hand wrapped around Song Chengfeng's neck and pulled him close...
He gave Song Chengfeng a quick kiss on the cheek!
Song Chengfeng was stunned for a second, and Song Chengxin's expression changed drastically.
Pointing to her cheeks, she exclaimed, "Shishi, Third Brother, Third Brother wants some too!"
Third Brother has been taking care of you for half a day and feeding you for so long!
Wen Shishi thought for a moment, stretched her neck, leaned over, and gently kissed Song Chengxin on the cheek.
Song Chengxin's face moved faster than his brain; he turned his head so that the other side of his face was facing Wen Shishi.
Even with her oily little hands rubbing his face, she was happy to do it.
Once he was satisfied, Song Chengxin suddenly realized, "Hey! Shishi, why don't you talk to Third Brother about this..."
You just thought about it for a long time and even sighed. What did that mean?
"Third brother, is this putting you in a difficult position?"
The tenth brother threw down the branch, stood up, and rushed over, shouting, "Me too! Me too!"
Wen Shishi slapped her forehead, looking helpless and speechless, which was both cute and funny.
Old Ten didn't care about anything else, pulled Wen Shishi down by the neck, and pressed her lips to his face...
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