"Thank you, Mr. Bo, please go back." Sijun had been trying to get rid of him.

"Are you three the only ones at home?" Bo Junyi turned a deaf ear to him, stood up and looked around the small apartment.

He saw Bo Yao taking off Nongnong's scarf and hat, and then taking off his own. It can be seen that the relationship between the two siblings is very good.

And it was the brother who took care of the sister. At this time, Bo Yao took Nongnong to wash his hands, and the laughter of two children came from the bathroom.

"Yes." Sijun answered coldly. She put the crutches beside the door, then limped to the living room, took off her coat and scarf, turned around and looked at him, "Mr. Bo, do you have anything else to do?"

"Call me away?" Bo Junyi asked coldly.

"We are an orphan and a widow. It's easy for a grown man like you to stand here and be misunderstood." Sijun said lightly.

"There's nothing to be misunderstood." Bo Junyi had no intention of leaving. He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Song Ling, asking them to go back first.

Sijun heard the sound of the car starting, and saw Song Ling and the others driving away, and asked anxiously: "Aren't you leaving?" "

No." The man said very willfully.

Sijun gritted her teeth, a little annoyed, and then decided to ignore him and leave him alone.

When she gets bored, she will leave naturally.

"Uncle..." Nong Nong came out after washing her hands, and saw that Bo Junyi was still very excited, so she opened her arms and ran over.

Bo Junyi felt warm in his heart, and leaned down to hug the soft Nong Nong in his arms.

This is his daughter, he can be sure!

Bo Yao came out very calmly, and saw Sijun standing impatiently by the side. He looked at his sister who was held by the man, and he was a little helpless. He raised his head and said to Sijun: "Mommy, I'm hungry."

Hungry?

It was only two hours after breakfast.

But if I go to cook, I don't have to look at someone's embarrassment.

"Then I'll make curry." Sijun said lightly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mommy, I also want pork chops." Nong Nong, the little foodie, did not forget to add.

Curry and pork chops have always been served together.

Sijun nodded, "Got it, little foodie."

"Hehe..." Nongnong laughed happily, hooked her hands around Bo Junyi's neck and said, "Uncle, let's play games."

"Okay." Although he wanted to recognize the child, he also knew that being too impatient would scare the child.

What's more, he still had a level to overcome.

"Brother, play too." Nongnong cared about Bo Yao the most.

"No, I still have homework to do." Bo Yao said lightly. Although he also wanted to play, he stood on Sijun's side. As long as his mother ignored this man, he would ignore him too.

"Do children have a lot of homework nowadays?" Bo Junyi frowned.

Bo Yao had already taken out his schoolbag, spread out a fourth-grade math homework book and sat up.

Nongnong said very proudly: "Brother is a genius. He can solve many problems that even Nongnong can't understand."

Bo Junyi looked at his son. No wonder Bo Yao looked more mature and stable than other children.

The apartment gradually became quiet. Sijun was cooking dinner in the kitchen, while Bo Yao was doing his homework at the desk near the window.

Bo Junyi was coaxing Nongnong to play in the room.

Sijun was a little absent-minded while cooking, and didn't even know when her son was standing behind her.

"Mommy, the pork chops are going to burn." Bo Yao couldn't help but remind her.

Sijun came to her senses and immediately turned off the fire. She looked at the pork chops that she had rescued, turned her head and stuck out her tongue at Bo Yao.

Bo Yao really couldn't stand his silly mother, "Mommy, pay attention, he's just a man, nothing special."

"Ahem..." Sijun looked at Bo Yao in disbelief, "Xiaoyao, what are you talking about?"

At this time, Nongnong ran out of the room and went straight to the kitchen, "Mommy, I'm so hungry."

Sijun looked at the two little gluttons, a little helpless, "It will be ready soon."

"I'm taking my sister to watch cartoons." Bo Yao took Nongnong to the living room.

Bo Jun also stood at the door of the kitchen, watching her busy, the color of his dark eyes deepened, "Do you need my help?"

Sijun lowered her eyes, since he took the initiative to say that he wanted to help, she would not refuse.

"Well, bring this pot of curry to the dining table, and take out four plates, spoons and forks from the upper cabinet." She said without raising her head.

Bo Junyi nodded and did as she was told. Nong

Nong would peek here from time to time, and Bo Yao would pull her clothes and say, "Don't look, be more natural!"

"Brother, you are really smart, you can really see dad this way." Nong Nong looked at her brother admiringly with a pair of incomparably pure and bright big eyes. She was just too stupid and could not be as smart as her brother. Bo Yao

did not feel proud at all, "You have to use your brain to do things."

No matter what, Nong Nong admired her brother to death. The most important thing was that he let her see her father.

After frying the last pork chop, Sijun carried the plate to the dining table and took care of them to come and eat.

Nongnong stood up and immediately went to pull Bo Junyi's hand, "Uncle, eat."

Bo Junyi followed her to the dining table, carried her to the chair, and sat down himself.

Bo Yao came over, but before he could react, he was picked up by someone and put on the chair.

Sijun was stunned for a moment, looked at his son's flushed face, and blinked.

Bo Yao's personality is actually very similar to someone, he doesn't like to be touched.

Even though he calls Shao Dieliang "Daddy Shao", he is still a stranger to him, and has never been hugged by anyone other than himself.

So he actually felt embarrassed when Bo Junyi hugged him like that.

If it was someone else, he would have frowned.

Could it be because he actually missed Bo Junyi very much, but pretended to be cool and pretended not to care?

Thinking of this, Sijun felt a pang in his heart. It would have been fine if he hadn't seen Bo Junyi, but seeing him instead aroused a lot of sadness.

During dinner time, the table was very quiet.

Nongnong took the spoon and ate voraciously, with rice grains sticking to his mouth.

And Bo Yao's eating manner was the same as someone in front of the table, elegant and calm, and there was not a single grain of rice next to the plate.

Sensible children always make people feel particularly distressed.

"Uncle, are you leaving later?" After Nongnong finished her meal, she put down the spoon in her hand, flashing a pair of big black eyes, reluctant to look at Bo Junyi.

It seemed like she wanted him to stay overnight today.

"Nong Nong, don't bother uncle. Uncle is very busy." Sijun warned Nong Nong softly, then shook her head, asking her not to do so.

"It doesn't matter. You can't get there even if you don't go to the company." Nothing was more important than being with them.

Sijun felt helpless. That was not what she meant.

Bo Yao also finished eating and took Nong Nong to play in the room.

Only Sijun and Bo Junyi were left at the table.

"Have you been well these years?" The coldness between Bo Junyi's brows had been resolved a lot.