The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Suho: "Son, how about we chat while eating?"

The elders were kind, Yan Tao couldn't refuse, so he could only nod.

But first she told Xiaoqi to open an account in the Zhanfeng game server to practice.

Yan Tao was about to leave, but Xiao Huanhuan grabbed her legs like a kitten occupying the nest, and looked at her pitifully with her big eyes.

Su Ho: "Huanhuan, let's go have dinner with your pretty brother, can you go to mommy first?"

"But..." Huanhuan hugged the boy's legs with both hands and feet, and said expectantly, "Huanhuan wants to be hugged by a pretty brother."

Yantao...

The little brat just plays cute to lower her bottom line.

She is the head of the Yan family, so she must not be fooled!

Xiaoqi cheered and shouted: Master is right!

Su Ho looked at Yan Tao in embarrassment, and turned his eyes back to his picky daughter, "You are too fat, you will tire brother!"

Huanhuan... sad tears filled her eyes.

Are you still my mother? !

Young Master Yan helplessly picked up the little brat who was flopping around in his shoes and hugged him, "Let's go, Fatty."

Huanhuan was both happy and unhappy, pouted to look at her fat body, hugged Yan Tao with some satisfaction, and corrected Yan Tao solemnly, "I'm not called Pangpang, I'm Huanhuan, a happy family .”

"Okay, Chubby."

Huanhuan... the pretty brother must have done it on purpose.

The little cub pursed his mouth, and hugged his thin self depressedly.

Humph, she is skinny!

Anyone who says I'm fat is jealous of my cuteness!

Su Ho liked Yan Tao very much, and the two wanted to have a good talk, but Yan Tao declined her invitation to play at home, and only exchanged contact information.

It was almost seven o'clock to say goodbye to Soho after dinner.

The young man was walking slowly on the side of the road to digest food, and Xiao Qi gossiped mysteriously: Master, do you know who Su Ho's husband is?

Yan Tao: Whoever I love.

It was past seven o'clock in summer, the breeze was slightly cool, and the boy's black hair was flying in the wind. His outstanding temperament attracted passers-by to turn their heads.

She was used to the attention of everyone, and returned home with a blank expression.

Granny Jiang is wearing presbyopic glasses and is embroidering with a piece of white silk cloth. The divine phoenix on the silk is majestic and mighty, the tail of the phoenix is ​​blazing, and the crimson flames seem to come alive at any moment.

Yan Tao was a little surprised, and approached the old man, "Grandma, do you know how to embroider?"

"Ancient embroidery?"

Granny Jiang bit off a white thread, and Yan Tao realized that she had used the term Star Field.

Star field technology and strange arts are all over the place, and these things of the cold weapon era have long since disappeared.

What people on this planet call embroidery, she had seen it in the books of those old and stubborn people, and said it miraculously.

Don't want to have it here.

Grandma Jiang smiled, "This is cloud embroidery, which is different from ordinary embroidery. It uses transparent thread and ordinary thread to embroider patterns. It was taught to me by your grandma back then. Our Jiang family's housekeeping skills are unfortunately now No one learns."

When Granny Jiang said this, her gaze stayed on the boy's face for a while, and Young Master Yan got up quickly. She was used to holding a gun and a sword, and she couldn't play with such small things.

"Tao Tao, how about..."

Granny Jiang smiled like an old fox, Yan Tao took a step back and took her away, "Why don't I find you a successor? How about it?"

After finishing speaking, the boy hurried away.

Granny Jiang held the embroidered handkerchief, scratched her hair with a needle, smiled, and continued to embroider with her head bowed.

In the past, she was busy picking up bottles and had no time, but now she can make clothes for the child.