But he couldn't lose face, so he could only sit upright on the sofa and answer in a flat voice.
"Dad, you and Fang Xiaole sit for a while. I'll go cook. It will be ready soon."
Lin Yao changed into slippers, said something to Lin Duanzheng with a smile, then tied on an apron and walked into the kitchen.
"I'll help..."
Lin Duanzheng was about to speak when Fang Xiaole followed him in.
"Let me help you."
Lin Yao quickly refused: "No need, you just got off the plane, go sit for a while."
But Fang Xiaole had already turned to Lin Duanzheng and said, "Uncle, have some tea. I'll go help Lin Yao."
"Yeah." Lin Duanzheng nodded expressionlessly.
Fang Xiaole walked into the kitchen with a smile and asked Lin Yao, "What do you need me to do?"
Seeing how determined he was, Lin Yao had no choice but to take out a few potatoes from the bag. "Then you peel them and cut them into shreds. I'll stir-fry them."
"Yes, my dear wife!"
Fang Xiaole took the potato with a smile.
Lin Yao blushed instantly and looked towards the living room in a panic. Seeing that her father didn't seem to hear her, she patted Fang Xiaole lightly in an angry tone:
"Be careful not to be overheard by my dad."
Fang Xiaole stared at Lin Yao and suddenly said softly:
"You've lost weight. Are you very tired recently?"
Lin Yao was startled, attracted by the gaze that was like a deep pool. Her body felt numb. She lowered her head and whispered:
"Not tired."
ah!
Suddenly, Lin Yao let out a soft cry, and felt her body suddenly fall into a warm embrace. The familiar breath once again rushed into her nostrils and seeped into her heart.
In an instant, the girl's cheeks turned red and even her breathing became disordered.
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