387 Youâre making it seem like our family is giving you a hard time
Huo qingge thought that there was no fresh fish at home, and it would not taste good to steam fish with frozen fish.
âJust make do with it!â
When Feng Yan said this, li beixiao kicked him.
If he was not holding Tang Tang in his arms, li beixiao would have thrown a pillow at him.
âMom, you can bake some cake while youâre at it! I want to eat it!â
Li Mumu also joined in, but as soon as she finished speaking, she was met with a cold look from her father.
âI can choose not to eat!â
Li Mumu deliberately swallowed her saliva and said in a wronged tone.
His father doted on his mother too much. It wouldnât be too tiring to bake a cake, would it? He really wanted to eat cake now.
âJust you wait, Iâll let you guys eat it in a moment!â
Huo qingge touched li Mumuâs head. She did not see the dark expression on her manâs face.
Feng Yan rolled his eyes at Huo qingge. Why did she make it seem like he was a child too?
âAre you bored at home?â
Li beixiao was half-lying on the sofa in a lazy posture. He was dressed in casual home clothes, which made him look less domineering.
He had a little more evil charm.
âEn!â
Feng Yan stroked Tang Tangâs head and grunted in agreement.
Mumuâs game console was still scattered around the television, and Tangtangâs Barbie doll was also messily lying on the carpet.
The living room was still a mess, but there was no sign of the child.
Huo qingge also did not poke her head out of the kitchen to call them to eat.
Li beixiao, who often bickered with him, was not sitting on the sofa.
The closed door was still the closed door, but it lacked vitality and the breath of life.
He couldnât control it. He had never thought that there would be a day when he, Feng Yan, would miss him, li beixiao, in his life.
âIf you take care of our child, we can still live together in the future!â
Li beixiao didnât expect Feng Yan to respond so directly to him.
According to his temper in the past, he would definitely have argued with him.
She could tell that he was really lonely.
He couldnât help but think about how he had been alone for so many years. In that cold sealed door, only Han Bing, that dull wood, accompanied him. It was really enough ...
Li Mumu held back her laughter. Her father wanted to comfort him, brother Feng, but he couldnât say anything good.
These words were infuriating enough.
Feng Yan looked at li beixiao, his eyes full of anger, annoyance, and grievance. This was something that could never be seen on Feng Yanâs face in the past.
Tang Tang shook his arm, which meant that they wanted to live together ...
âTang Tang, do you want Godfather to live with you?â
Feng Yan would only be patient and gentle enough when he spoke to Tang Tang.
He wouldnât even have any feelings for li Mumu, because he was a boy and couldnât be pampered.
Tang Tang immediately nodded and kept nodding like a little chick pecking at rice.
âSince my goddaughter wants me to live with you, Iâll consider it!â
Feng Yan looked at li Beichen and said softly. His tone and expression seemed to be in a difficult position.
âIf youâre so reluctant, donât even think about it. Youâre making it seem like our family is giving you a hard time!â
Li beixiaoâs words were cold and he did not give Feng Yan any face.
Feng Yan had just found an excuse from Tang Tang, but now he was being held up by li beixiao again.
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. In terms of being Black-bellied, he was far inferior to li Beichen.
âDad, come here. Iâll teach you how to play games!â
Li Mumu felt that it was better to help her brother Feng at the right time.
After all, he was the one who had raised him, so he had to be filial.
âIâm not playing!â
Li beixiao had long forgotten that li Mumu had accompanied him to lie to Huo qingge.
Back then, they had agreed that if Mumu helped him lie to Huo qingge, he would learn to play games from her.
Now that the woman was back, he had completely forgotten about the promise he made.