When Bo Junyi woke up, he looked at his son sleeping in his arms, his deep eyes full of love and relief. He never thought that a book would bring them closer together.

When he saw the woolen blanket on his body, he knew that Nie Xunhuan had been here. He carried Bo Yao to the bedroom and slept with Nongnong. He covered them with quilts before leaving.

In the kitchen, Nie Xunhuan was kneading dough. She guessed that Aunt Yue would be back soon, so she made the dough first.

Bo Junyi walked into the kitchen, saw that she was thin, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll do it."

Nie Xunhuan stopped, looked at him doubtfully, and teased, "Can you do it?" He was a CEO who had never touched water before, so it was unlikely that he could knead dough.

"You teach me." Bo Junyi wanted to give it a try. He didn't mind cooking for his children and wife.

Nie Xunhuan didn't refuse. She gave up her seat and let Bo Junyi stand over. Then she took another apron from the shelf on the side and put it on him.

But Bo Junyi's height of 1.9 meters was like a mountain to her. She frowned, "Lower your head, I can't reach you."

"Is that so?" Bo Junyi lowered his head obediently, and then kissed Nie Xunhuan on the lips, looking at her with a very burning gaze, "Is that so?"

Nie Xunhuan was embarrassed and angry, blushing, and said unhappily: "Be honest! Otherwise, you are not allowed to eat tonight!" She put the apron around Bo Junyi's neck, then turned behind him and tied the two straps.

"If you want to hug me from behind, I don't mind." Bo Junyi turned his head and looked at her petite and exquisite figure behind him with a smile.

She frowned slightly. Did this man take the wrong medicine today? It seems that he will not be honest if he is not taught a lesson!

"Great." A gleam of brilliance flashed across Nie Xunhuan's bright black eyes. She passed her floury hands through Bo Junyi's armpits, and then rubbed them upwards suddenly, rubbing all over his face.

At that time, he was looking down at her hands, with a satisfied smile on his lips, but he didn't expect that she would dare to do this.

"Haha!" Seeing someone's face turn pale, Nie Xunhuan laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Even if he glared at her, she didn't care.

Bo Junyi put his hands on his hips, looking at Nie Xunhuan helplessly. Seeing her laugh so happily, he couldn't bear to argue with her.

Who made her laugh so beautifully?

Next, Nie Xunhuan taught Bo Junyi how to knead the dough. Her instructions were detailed, and Bo Junyi learned quickly. After a while, the dough was kneaded.

Bo Junyi took advantage of her unpreparedness and rubbed the flour on his hands onto her face. He also used his height advantage to completely crush her, forcing her directly to the wall and rubbing her puffy little face with both hands.

"Let me go!" Nie Xunhuan was furious and struggled, but she couldn't push away Bo Junyi who was like a mountain, and his chest was so hard, like a copper wall or an iron wall.

"Little girl, do you dare to sneak attack me again?" Bo Junyi's tone was slightly playful and teasing.

"I will sneak attack you, if you don't accept it, bite me!" She was so anxious that she jumped up and down. This man was really petty.

At this time, the doorbell rang. Nie Xunhuan knew that Nie Han and the others had come, and hurriedly said, "Let me go, I want to open the door! Um..."

But Bo Junyi took advantage of her distraction, held her cheeks with both hands, and pressed his thin lips against hers.

The doorbell kept ringing, and there were voices outside.

Nie Xunhuan couldn't push Bo Junyi away, so she kicked him with her leg in desperation, of course, she used her good leg.

Aunt Yue happened to come back and saw several people standing at the door. She immediately walked up to greet them, "Hello."

Zhan Qingyang saw that it was Aunt Yue and smiled, "Aunt Yue, so you are not at home. Are they not awake yet?"

"No, the madam is awake." Aunt Yue took out the key to open the door, but the door was opened from the inside. Nie Zhaohuan looked at the people at the door with a sullen look on his face, his mouth twitching slightly, "Why are there so many people here?" In fact, this mostly refers to Zhan Qingyang, she heard what was said just now.

Zhan Qingyang shrugged, looked seriously at Nie Xunhuan's face which was still stained with flour, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, did you fall into the flour bag?"

"What do you care!" Nie Xunhuan glanced at him, and then invited everyone in.

Zhan Qingyang was the last one, and before he came in, Nie Xunhuan was about to close the door. He secretly thanked himself for his quick action, otherwise he would be locked out.

And he had reason to believe that these people would not open the door for him, for sure!

Aunt Yue took the things in her hand into the kitchen, and was shocked when she entered, because everywhere was a mess, as if it had been robbed.

Nie Xunhuan blushed slightly, walked in calmly, and said: "The flour has been mixed, let's wash the vegetables."

"Okay." Aunt Yue felt that she was obedient.

Zhan Qingyang didn't have any sense of host or guest, he just occupied the whole sofa. Nie Han could only take Momo to sit on the small sofa next to him, although the small sofa could accommodate two people.

Song Ling, who was alone, sat on the small sofa on the other side. Xiao Yu got anxious when he saw there was no place for him to sit, and finally his eyes fell on Zhan Qingyang, "Sit a little closer!"

"Why?" Zhan Qingyang was dissatisfied, but he still moved to the side, after all, he didn't want to be hit by Xiao Yu.

After waiting for a while, there was no sign of Bo Junyi. Zhan Qingyang was dissatisfied and shouted to Nie Xunhuan in the kitchen, "Sister-in-law, where is the boss?"

Nie Xunhuan pretended not to hear. At this time, footsteps came from upstairs. Everyone turned their heads to look over and saw Bo Junyi coming down in a white sweater and black casual pants. His hair was still a little wet, but this did not affect his strong aura at all.

Zhan Qingyang asked curiously as soon as he saw him, "Boss, where did you go? Did you take a shower or wash your hair?"

Bo Junyi frowned, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? Why don't you invite them and me?" Zhan Qingyang felt that they were biased and unfair!

Bo Junyi looked at Zhan Qingyang coldly, "What do you want to do here? To let you perform?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of coldness, just like him, giving people a feeling of snow in April, making people feel unable to approach him.

"Damn it!" Zhan Qingyang jumped up, "Boss, you are looking down on me."

"Haha!" Xiao Yu laughed, pointing to the place in front of the sofa and said, "Quick, show us a drunk concubine."

"I don't want to!" Zhan Qingyang suddenly became embarrassed, he hugged Xiao Yu's arm, looking at him charmingly, "Brother Xiao Yu, actually I love you the most."

Xiao Yu's face changed at once.