The heavy snowfall for several consecutive days makes it rare to reveal the sun's face.

Early in the morning, Song Zhiyu made some big and small lunch boxes and placed them on the coffee table in the living room. Yun Mengxue was stunned.

"Zhiyu, have you been robbed by the pickled vegetables sold in the supermarket? Why did you do so much?"

Song Zhiyu tied up the bag and patted her hands and smiled at Yun Mengxue.

"I bought this from the supermarket early in the morning. I made it myself during this period! The key is that I don't know if you like pickles, so I didn't dare to take it out easily. You know that most people don't like this taste very much."

Yunmengxue understands Song Zhiyu's meaning. She has a light diet on weekdays. It is precisely because of this that Song Zhiyu has never mentioned it.

"What you made by yourself? Is it for Xiaotian?"

"Yes! How about it? Isn't it spectacular?"

Song Zhiyu's tone was full of complacent meaning, and took out her cell phone and flipped into the album for Yun Mengxue to see.

"See you! This is what I took photos with my mobile phone after I made it. It looks good, right? Are you very appetizing?"

After seeing the photos, Yun Mengxue had to admit that Song Zhiyu's craftsmanship was indeed good.

"Although I haven't tasted it yet, I don't know what it tastes, but just looking at the photos like this, I think it must be delicious. Zhiyu, honestly, did you start to learn how to cook delicious food for Brother Haoning?"

Yun Mengxue was full of jokes, which made Song Zhiyu's face turn red.

"Anyway, there is nothing to hide from you. I didn't know how to cook before, so I learned to do it later. However, I found that Brother Haoning often painted and forgot to eat. I thought I would make something when I was fine and put it in his studio safe. Then I could just heat it up and eat it."

Song Zhiyu's voice became smaller and smaller, and the expression on her face became very awkward.

"Actually, if Brother Haoning wants to eat, even if you don't cook these things, you will eat them all. If he doesn't want to eat, Brother Haoning may not be able to eat them after you cook them. The reason is that this is made by Zhiyu, isn't it?"

Yun Mengxue was joking, and Song Zhiyu became even more uncomfortable, frowned and chuckled slightly.

"Mengxue, you are real, and you will joke with me."

The two were talking and laughing. Seeing that Song Zhiyu's relationship with Luo Haoning was now tense and smooth, she felt happy, and Yun Mengxue was also sincerely happy for Song Zhiyu.

"I think your sister is like a mommy more often. She should have done these things by her mother, but now you do it all. You really care about Xiaotian."

After being praised, Song Zhiyu's face turned red like two red clouds.

"My mother is used to being pampered and living a good life, how could she do this? Xiaotian's pregnancy reaction is a bit strong, so she wants to eat something with a strong taste. This kind of thing she didn't know how to eat before became her first choice."

"I know, this will be the reaction during this period."

Yun Mengxue said, gently stroked her lower abdomen without knowingly. Her reaction was actually very obvious, but...

"Zhiyu, I'll go and see Xiaotian with you."

Yun Mengxue's proposal surprised Song Zhiyu. Her relationship with Song Xiaotian was not harmonious. Apart from being regarded as a hypothetical rival for a while by Song Xiaotian on the issue of Lian Yicheng, she did not have much communication.

"Mengxue, you..."

Suddenly, Song Zhiyu suddenly thought about why Yun Mengxue said that, and she felt an inexplicable sense of inclusion.

"Okay, let's go together, you can help me get these things!"

Song Zhiyu's smile made people feel like spring breeze, and Yun Mengxue smiled. Since she heard Song Zhiyu telling the story of Song Xiaotian and Lian Yicheng, her initial impression of these two people has completely changed.

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Lian Yicheng's residence

Looking at the pickles on the table, Lian Yicheng was covered in black lines.

"Are you sure you want to eat these?"

"On, of course I have to eat!"

Song Xiaotian was so rare that she seemed to be drooling when she held the food box.

"Brother Yicheng, what do you mean by saying this? Do you mean that the things I make cannot be eaten?"

Song Zhiyu pinched his waist with both hands and stared at Lian Yicheng. He quickly waved his hand with a smile.

"No, no, how could I say that what you cook is not delicious?"

Song Xiaotian chuckled, took out a sauce-pickled melon in her hand and took a bite, making a crisp creaking sound.

"Yes! Sister is the elder sister of Brother Yicheng in the future. If you say that, you will be the one who is wrong!"

Lian Yicheng frowned slightly. Song Xiaotian was simply a child. However, after long-term contact, her little willfulness and unpretentious and casualness are quite a bit rare for Lian Yicheng.

Song Xiaotian's words resonated strongly with Song Zhiyu, and she nodded with a smile.

"Yes! As soon as I think of Brother Yicheng calling me aunt in the future, I feel inexplicably excited and happy! That's great!"

The chat topic became more and more lively, and Song Xiaotian was also very happy to eat. From her satisfied expression, it can be seen that Song Zhiyu's craftsmanship is indeed quite good.

"If my sister and Brother Haoning can get married in the future, Brother Yicheng will have to call him brother-in-law. If that's the case, what will be the name of Brother Haochen? Will Brother Yicheng call him Brother Haochen like me?"

Lian Yicheng had a reluctant look on his face and raised his eyebrows.

"It would be nice if I didn't show him all kinds of excitement in front of him, and I would call him brother! It's so beautiful that he can call him whoever wants to call him!"

Song Xiaotian laughed loudly, her smile was so irreversible that she was very exaggerated.

"It turns out that Brother Yicheng likes to joke so much! I haven't discovered that you are still a very loving person!"

Lian Yicheng held Song Xiaotian with a worried look on his face and took the remaining piece of pickled crispy melon from her hands.

"You are a pregnant woman now, can't you be calm? It's really worrying to have to laugh and play like this."

Looking at the people in front of me, who were talking and laughing happily, Yun Mengxue, who had been silently staying aside without saying anything, had an uncontrollable look of envy in her eyes.

Yun Mengxue knew that Lian Yicheng had not yet fallen in love with Song Xiaotian. Even with Yicheng's personality, how could Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little

Most of the reason why Lian Yicheng decided to sit down was because he didn't want to hurt Song Xiaotian and wanted to take on the responsibilities he should bear. But then again, he still spoiled Song Xiaotian very much, and was very accommodating and tolerant of her lady's temper and willfulness.

On the other hand, Song Xiaotian thought that she didn't want to get married suddenly now. First, she was unwilling to let the sudden incident cause burden on Lian Yicheng, and second, she was really worried that her figure would be distorted and she would not be able to wear a beautiful wedding dress.

To put it bluntly, Song Xiaotian's child characteristics are very obvious. She is actually very cute and is very persistent in love with Lian Yicheng. She is completely worthy of Lian Yicheng's pampering and care for him.

Now, Lian Yicheng is like a 24-filial husband, and is gradually transforming towards a qualified dad. One day, Lian Yicheng will definitely slowly transform this responsibility into love.

"Give me some good deeds. If you want to continue together, do you have to be obedient? "

When Yunmengxue was thinking, she didn't know what they had talked about again. When she came to her senses, she heard this sentence. Song Xiaotian did not refute. She smiled happily and nodded.

At this time, Song Xiaotian's gaze suddenly surpassed Song Zhiyu and looked at Yun Mengxue. She was stunned and held her hands awkwardly.

"That...sorry, I'll borrow the bathroom."

After Yun Mengxue said that, she walked in with some concealment. Song Xiaotian flattened her mouth and looked at Lian Yicheng.

"What we said just now has stimulated her, right? Brother Yicheng, you are really good. Just say it. Why do you deliberately say that you want to mad Brother Haochen like that? It would be strange if you are not stimulated!"

Listening to Song Xiaotian’s complaints, Lian Yicheng smiled and shrugged, looking at Song Zhiyu.

"If it weren't for her just now, you probably would have gotten angry with me long ago, right?"

"Just you know!"

Song Zhiyu looked worried and looked at the direction of the bathroom.

"But... I did think that way just now. I suddenly realized that I didn't think that Brother Yicheng said without his brain. Are you talking that on purpose in front of Meng Xue?"

"It's really subtle to be understood by people!"

Song Zhiyu smiled. Although she was not very clear about the past, she also learned about some recent events, such as the Mingcheng Group cocktail party, so she realized that Lian Yicheng was deliberately saying that kind of words to Yun Mengxue.

Yun Mengxue didn't have any love for Luo Haochen in her heart. She said that she hated her deeply. She was like this.

At this time, the bathroom door was gently opened, Lian Yicheng smiled and stroked Song Xiaotian's head, and the topic was interrupted.

The sound of knocking on the door came, and Song Xiaotian opened her mouth and started to laugh.

"It must be the person who installed the stairs. I'll go open the door!"

"Slow down!"

Lian Yicheng grabbed Song Xiaotian and stuffed her into Song Zhiyu's arms.

"You are always so crazy and not serious. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child in your stomach, right? You don't know who cried and shouted to leave the child, but now you don't care."

Song Zhiyu was like an old lady, chatting about various advices and complaints to Song Xiaotian. Song Xiaotian smiled and stuck out her tongue.

Sure enough, the worker who installed the stairs came. Several people walked in with tools and so on. Song Zhiyu frowned in confusion.

"What are you doing? Are you already equipped with stairs? Why do you still need to install stairs?"

Song Xiaotian raised her head with a happy face and pointed at the other corner buildings in the house.

"Brother Yicheng said that in order to ensure that he can get to me at the first time at any time, he has to install stairs and places on the stairs. The stair style has been ordered, with rotating and straight ones. In short, I like it! Come and install it today!"

"Yicheng has done something a bit too much, right?"

Song Zhiyu felt all kinds of messy, and she really couldn't tell. Even Yicheng was so casual and thoughtful that once he became serious, he would really think about everything.

"Brother Yicheng said that he should consider it in all aspects. Anyway, I like it! This construction period will take about five days. Brother Yicheng has booked a room in the hotel in front for me to rest, and will come back here after the project is over!"

Song Xiaotian's happiness was filled with unconcealed appearance. Yun Mengxue admitted that she was indeed a little envious and jealous after hearing this, but she did not hate her. She just felt that the happiness that Song Xiaotian had obtained was also obtained by her persistent efforts.

"Since you two are going to the hotel to be romantic and warm, then we won't bother you, let's go first!"

Song Zhiyu was afraid that some words and things would stimulate Yun Mengxue again, so she hurriedly took her away.
Chapter completed!