Although Yan Siming has bought this house for a few years, no one has always been empty. It was not arranged until Xia Mengyu and her mother and daughter returned to China. Before they came, Yan Siming deliberately made people make people deliberately let people make people make people deliberately let people make people.

It was cleaned out inside and outside, so everything in the house was brand new, and it was very clean.

Ning Ziqian leaned against the door of the kitchen and watched Xia Mengling, who was busy in the kitchen, she surrounded the apron on her body, facing herself, and the movement was more faster than five years ago.

It feels like when cooking, she is still so focused, rarely watch it back, because she has more and more fragrant fragrance, which stimulates people's buds. Ning Ziqian watched the thin and weak.

The slender figure has been tight again. In these years, she has worked very hard.

She hid so well, and she couldn't find him, because he was worried that she had forgotten herself. He was low -key and adapted to those magnesium lights that were shining with stabbing eyes. High -profile appeared on all occasions. Did she see it? She knows?

Do you want to do this?

Since it is so hard, why not find herself? Even a phone call, how did she do it? Even if she knew that she had not used that mobile phone number, he would still can't help calling her

It's as if it's a magic. In the middle of the night, when he calmed down and reviewed his actions, many times, he would feel like he was a lunatic. In the past five years, in addition to work, he also learned to learn

Anesthesia with alcohol and nicotine.

When he was drunk, he thought about her, thinking that she was drunk with a drink. When smoking, he would also think of her completely without control.

Unconsciously put together her appearance, smile, sad and painful appearance, as well as tears, he deeply realized what the taste of the puzzle is.

Ning Ziqian stood straight and walked into the kitchen. Xia Mengfeng was cooking. He didn't hear Ning Ziqian's footsteps at all. When she realized what, Ning Ziqian had grabbed her from behind her

waist.

Ning Ziqian thought that in fact, there were no differences five years ago and five years. Even if there was pain in my heart, as long as she saw her, she could be healed miraculously.

There is a magical existence.

"Ning Ziqian, I'm cooking."

Xia Mengying said a little depressed, she felt that she was about to be depressed. Ning Ziqian wanted to do it. Even if she wanted to start again, she had to give her time to think about it, but he did not give her at all.

Any time for thinking, there is also jumping, that little white -eyed wolf, even to her, Xia Mengling does not know how long she can still persist. She feels that her own firm embankment has gradually been destroyed.

She still wants to be with Ning Ziqian? She will definitely answer without hesitation. If it was before, or now, even when she was uncomfortable to commit suicide, she was in her hope that she could harmonize

Ning Ziqian loves each other for a lifetime, but emotional things require too much concern, especially after your full -hearted investment and major trauma, you will unconsciously worry about many things.

When the desire together, the final result of the two was only separated, and she and Ning Ziqian were like this.

She still believed in love, but she had almost given up hope in her own feelings. She no longer dared to love anymore. She always felt that she had lost the ability to love someone. She wanted to be with Ning Ziqian.

But there was a voice deep in her heart telling herself that she was inclined to find a man who she didn't love but could live with for the rest of her life.

"I just want to hold you quietly like this."

Ning Ziqian's voice was filled with indescribable sentimentality, and Xia Meng felt inexplicably sad. What Ning Ziqian was thinking about was also what she wanted. Over the years, she also longed to cook by herself.

When she was young, someone could hug her from behind like she did now. She liked this feeling, it was reassuring and warm, making her almost want to cry.

"Where's Tiao Tiao?"

Xia Mengying didn't struggle. This was a very strange reaction. It was like every time she tolerated Ning Ziqian before, she always felt that as long as it was him, she could tolerate and give in.

"I'm playing on the sofa outside."

"Why don't you go and stay with her?"

Ning Ziqian looked at the food in the pot, took out a hand, took a plate and gave it to Xia Mengying. Xia Mengying took it naturally, and was a little surprised that he actually knew that the food was ready.

"I want to be with you more."

What Ning Ziqian said is completely true. He really hopes to have a daughter. He will treat her as a princess and love her. But if he can only get one of the two, he will definitely choose Xia Mengying without hesitation.

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Xia Mengying couldn't explain how she felt in her heart. She seemed to feel a kind of happiness and joy that she shouldn't have. She realized that although her heart ached, she still hoped that Ning Ziqian would put herself first.

"Tiao Tiao will be sad if you say that. Go out and play with her. The meal will be ready soon."

She doesn't object to such hugs, but for her who is cooking, such hugs are really a bit intrusive.

"Oh well."

Ning Ziqian happily agreed, and then when Xia Mengying was thinking about why he was so happy, the man pecked her face hard again, chuckling like a child, Xia Mengying turned around,

After making sure that he had left, she reached out and touched her cheek that he had kissed. She felt strangely sweet in her heart. She looked at the vegetables on the chopping board that had not yet been fried and smiled. Fortunately, she had cut all the vegetables.

Otherwise, it might be time to cut it off again.

Xia Mengying quickly prepared five dishes and one soup. Seeing that dinner was ready, Ning Ziqian stood up and wanted to help. Xia Mengying refused, "You and Tiaotiao go and wash your hands."

After hearing this, Ning Ziqian led Tiao Tiao into the bathroom. He felt vaguely that Xia Mengying seemed to be giving him a chance to cultivate the relationship between father and daughter. If they had not met at the KTV that night, he would have

If she didn't discover Tiao Tiao's existence, would she take the initiative to tell him? Ning Ziqian thought, maybe she would.

Compared with ordinary white rice, Tiao Tiao's dinner is obviously carefully prepared. It is an iron bowl the size of two finger rings. The rice is not white, but rice black, with a few slices of radish and other things on it.

The fruits were made into a bear pattern, which looked very cute and could arouse the children's attention and appetite. Ning Ziqian looked at the dancing and happy faces and immediately felt her intentions.

"Mom, thank you for your hard work."

Speaking, a piece of meat was pinched to Xia Meng, with a smile on his face, and his mouth was sweet.

"Uncle, you also eat more, your mother cooks deliciously."

Ning Ziqian touched his head, and the five dishes on the table were two of them. Ning Ziqian looked at the rice in the bowl and looked at the big one, one, one small, one small, one small, one
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