Seeing this, Lu Ziyao naturally held her nephew and stood a little to the side, wisely giving up the "stage" so as not to affect their performance.
Only then did Wen Ruoxin shift her gaze from her daughter to Lu Jingcheng.
Wen Ruoxin looked at Lu Jingcheng, curled her lips, and said softly: "Can't the range hood remove your grease?"
"puff."
Lu Ziyao couldn't help but laugh, but when she saw her father looking at her with resentful eyes, she quickly restrained herself, pretending not to see it and lowered her head to tease the little nephew in her arms.
"Is it greasy? You obviously used to like this. I know you have changed." Lu Jingcheng looked at his wife with grievance and said.
"My daughter is watching you, don't you care about your dignity at all?" Wen Ruoxin was amused by his aggrieved look and softened her heart.
"What's wrong with being next to her? Her parents are so loving, isn't she happy?"
After Lu Jingcheng finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Lu Ziyao.
Lu Ziyao has tried her best to reduce her presence, but she is still constantly being cueed. At this time, she can only nod her head like pounding garlic, that's right, that's right, whatever you say is correct.
"See, my daughter is a sweet and considerate little girl, very sensible." Lu Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, very happy, and continued the wall-dong action just now. He lowered his head and kissed his wife on the cheek. Then he stepped back with satisfaction and boasted to his daughter: "Was Dad handsome just now?"
"Well, if Dad didn't hold the spatula in your other hand, you would be so handsome. What a pity, such a pity."
Lu Ziyao seriously evaluated her father's behavior, with a look of regret on her face, and made a small gesture with her hand: "Just a little bit, just this little bit."
Lu Jingcheng then realized that he was still holding a spatula in his hand. No wonder his wife thought he was greasy. The problem was with this prop!
Lu Jingcheng subconsciously looked at Wen Ruoxin, as if he wanted to try again.
"Baby, I'll wait for you outside."
Wen Ruoxin pretended not to look at Lu Jingcheng's eyes, said something to Lu Ziyao, and went to the living room first, without giving him any face at all.
Lu Jingcheng couldn't help but feel dejected, looking like he was abandoned and pitiful.
"Dad, cook well!" Lu Ziyao tried to comfort her father: "I've been looking forward to your cooking for a long time. I'm hungry~"
"Okay, don't worry, Dad will be ready soon, just wait outside for a moment!"
Hearing his daughter say that she was hungry, Lu Jingcheng immediately ignited his fighting spirit and prepared to finish all the remaining dishes in one go.
"Come on~"
Lu Ziyao made a cheering gesture to Lu Jingcheng, and the little nephew in her arms followed suit, saying the words in a baby voice: "Come on, come on, oh~"
There was a loud banging sound in the kitchen. Lu Ziyao didn't want to interrupt her father's performance and went to the living room. She saw her mother shaking her head helplessly at her: "Your father is like this. They are an old couple, but he still likes to do these fancy things."
"It's because Mom likes it, otherwise Dad wouldn't do this." Lu Ziyao put Lu Heze on the sofa, let him play by himself, and said to her mother with a smile.
Wen Ruoxin smiled and did not deny Lu Ziyao's words, with a sweet look on her face.
Lu Ziyao couldn't help but smile. She had been eating dog food since she was a child, so she also envied that in the future she would have a man who loved her mother like her father did, who would always love her and treat her well. She must be very happy!
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