Chapter 215

Josh looks for Qiao Yu everywhere, but there is no shadow of Qiao Yu in the whole room.

She thought she was dreaming. She reached into her face and wanted to pinch it. If it hurt, it was not a dream.

Just about to start pinching, suddenly reluctant, afraid of pain.

Looking at fan Zhe, he is still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Josh turned his eyes, reached under fan Zhe's nose and breathed, which also proved that it was not a dream.

This time, Josh's head is big. How many times did he wake up and meet fan hundan honestly?

There is an old saying that habit is a natural thing. If it goes on like this, it will be very uncomfortable to wake up one day and not see fan Zhe.

Absolutely not. We have to find a way.

Just as Josh was racking his brains, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded slowly.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about how to sleep with fan hundan again? And every time I sleep together, nothing happens, which makes me nervous every time. " Josh immersed in his own thoughts, did not respond, smoothly answer.

"Is it true that if something happens, you will feel at ease?" Asked the magnetic voice.

"Almost. I don't have to worry about doing that with him all the time." When Josh finished, he responded, "who's talking to me?"

Looking up, fan Zhe's eyes were hanging over his head.

It turns out that she didn't get enough sleep when she woke up. After exploring fan Zhe's breath vaguely, she somehow relied on others to think about things.

"Ah! Hooligan Josh got up in fright and jumped to the floor.

"You throw yourself in your arms and call me a hooligan?" There was schadenfreude in his voice.

"Where's my son? Where have you got my son? " Josh asked with a cross.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by Mrs. fan's voice, "son, are you awake? Let's make dumplings. It's delicious to eat them. "

Seeing that fan zhe opened his mouth to speak, Josh rushed to cover his mouth.

We all know that this is Qiao Yu's room. She sleeps with Qiao Yu. Now her son has changed into a man. Even if she jumps into the Yellow River, she can't wash it.

"Grandma, go wash your hands first. I'll be right out." There is no place to wash hands in the corridor. If you want to wash hands, you have to go to the bathroom or go to the kitchen downstairs. Josh cleverly supports Mrs. fan.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and wait for you. Come down quickly." Mrs. fan gave an order and left.

Josh ran to the door, put his ear to the door, and listened to old lady fan's footsteps outside. Then he took a breath and patted her chest.

This beat chest, and almost scared to death.

"It's been a long time. Why don't you tell me I'm not dressed?" As Josh glared at fan Zhe, he found his clothes under the quilt.

"Why should I remind you of such vivid scenes?" Fan zhe asked.

"You..." Josh didn't know what to say. He put on his clothes and ran to the door. As soon as the door was about to open, he turned back and told fan zhe fiercely, "I'll go out first. You'll come down later. Don't come down with me. It's easy to get misunderstood!"

"Stupid woman." Fan zhe seems to have something to say.

"Don't bother me. I don't know you." With that, Josh ran away without looking back.

In the downstairs living room, Qiao Yu is playing with Xiao Jinmao.

"Son, don't we sleep together? How did you get out? " Josh hugged Qiao Yu and asked.

It must be made clear whether fan zhe threatens his son or Qiao Yu doesn't know.

"I woke up after a while's sleep. I told you that you didn't wake up. I didn't have fun lying down, so I came down to play." Qiao Yu said innocently in his childish voice.

"So it is." Josh nodded, it should be fan zhe saw Qiao Yu playing downstairs, he secretly ran into the bedroom, the soul of the God.

"Mom, can I take Wangcai out to play? It's always in the house. " Qiao Yu said pitifully.

When Josh looked outside, it was almost dark, but the light in the courtyard was bright, and she saw it when she was walking in the rockery group in the morning. The security of fan house was very good, so she agreed.

Qiao Yu happily holds little golden hair and goes out. Josh goes to the kitchen.

When Josh turns into the corridor leading to the kitchen and can't see Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu stands at the top of the stairs. Fan Zhe is coming down the stairs with a flat in his hand.

"Godfather, how am I doing?" Qiao Yuyang asked with a small chin and special pride.

"This is for you." Fan Zhe gave the awesome tablet to Li Qiao Yu.

"Wow, this is the latest technology tablet." Qiao Yu's eyes shine.

"Tonight..." Fan zhe only said these two words.

"Don't worry, Godfather. I'll sleep with my mother tonight. When she falls asleep, I'll slip away and let you into the room." Qiao Yusi understood fan Zhe's intention."Go and play." Fan zhe patted Qiao Yu on the head with approval.

Qiao Yu doesn't want to go out now. He finds a quiet corner and plays computer games with little golden hair.

Josh didn't know about all this. Before she went into the kitchen, she gathered her hair. She didn't want to be seen as embarrassed when she escaped from the bedroom. She thought it was ok, so she went in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked in, Mrs. fan and Zhang Xiyun, who were standing at a table making dumplings, looked at her curiously. Even the servants who were busy with other kitchen work looked at her with the eyes of onlookers.

"What's wrong?" Josh's head was foggy.

"How did you come out with your clothes on the other side?" Asked Mrs. fan.

Josh looked down. He just looked at his hair and didn't look at his clothes, didn't he? They were all reversed.

But it's not her fault. Wearing clothes under fan Zhe's hot eyes, she was so flustered that her hands trembled. It would be nice to put on her clothes.

"It's ok if you wear the sweater upside down, but why do you even wear the trousers upside down? Josh, do you sleep in broad daylight and take off your pants? Or did you do something shameful? " Zhang Xiyun thought he had caught Josh when he didn't open the pot.

"I just took a shower. Don't you take off your pants?" Said Josh in a hurry.

"It's careless of you child. Go and get your clothes ready." Mrs. Fan said to Josh with a smile and gave Zhang Xiyun a look.

Zhang Xiyun immediately did not dare to say anything more.

Josh agreed and ran to the bedroom with his head down. After a few steps, he felt like he had hit a wall.

Looking up carefully, it turned out that he had hit fan Zhe.

"Why don't you tell me that my clothes are on the wrong side when I come out? You mean to see me lose face, don't you Josh was very angry, but because he was too close to the kitchen, he didn't dare to speak out because he was afraid that the people inside would hear him. If he had been in another place, he would have blown up.

"When you came out, didn't I call you? It's you who say you're upset. " Fan zhe said slowly.

When Josh thought about it, he could only bear it. He glared at fan Zhe and ran back to the bedroom to tidy up.

When I went back to the kitchen again, I found that fan zhe was already in the kitchen and even made dumplings with Mrs. fan.

This is really a wonder. President fan can grow flowers and make dumplings. Josh looks at the dumplings he makes. They are very beautiful, like art works.

"Boy, you come here and pack it." Mrs. fan called Josh to her side.

When Josh was a child, he envied that other people could make dumplings together for the Spring Festival, but his mother only knew how to play cards. All the dumplings were bought from the supermarket and ready-made. Today, she is very excited to make them by herself.

But when I picked up the dough and asked for a bag, I remembered that I couldn't do it at all.

I'm worried about Josh. It's a shame.

"Why not Fan zhe seemed to see Josh's embarrassment and asked her deliberately.

Mrs. fan also looked at Josh.

"I'm not thinking about what kind of bag I'm going to make first. What's your hurry?" Josh stares at fan zhe unconvinced.

Mrs. fan smiles and continues to make dumplings. Zhang Xiyun rolls the skin beside her. Only fan zhe stops making a dumpling in his hand and stares at Josh deliberately.

Josh was so upset that he wanted to learn how to do it secretly. Once he stopped, Josh couldn't steal it.

Fortunately, she is smart enough to aim at the dumplings that fan zhe has just made. Even if she can't make a work of art, it should be OK to take pictures of gourds and gourds, right?

Soon after making a few dumplings, he looked at fan zhe with his eyes. I can make dumplings, too.

Before fan zhe could speak, Mrs. fan laughed.

"Son, why do you pack so many zygotes? Hezi means round and round. I asked a Zhe to make some dumplings. It's just good for luck. It's delicious without dumpling stuffing. "

Just then, Josh noticed that what she had just made was two pieces of dough mixed together with stuffing in the middle. No wonder she always felt that something was wrong. The frozen dumplings she ate in peacetime were different. She thought it was a unique way for rich people to eat, but she was fooled by fan Zhe.

"It's just like this." Mrs. fan showed Josh the dumplings she made.

Josh wanted to slap herself. Why didn't she learn from old lady fan just now, but from fan hundan.

This time, he followed Mrs. fan to learn, and his bag looked like a model. Josh was elated.

But as soon as it was cooked, something happened.

No matter who made the dumplings, what they looked like when they were put into the pot, or when they were boiled and fished out, the dumplings made by Josh broke all at once and became a pot of noodle soup.

Josh stood at the edge of the pot, his mouth twitching.

Fan zhe still whispered in her ear, "is it because I didn't have anything to do with me when I went to bed in the afternoon that I was so disappointed that I couldn't make dumplings well?""You stay away from me." Josh gritted his teeth. If Mrs. fan and Zhang Xiyun hadn't been far away, Josh would have wanted to beat fan zhe with the dumpling fence.

"Well, when I go to bed tonight, I promise something will happen and I will never let you down again." Fan zhe kept his voice down and told Josh that only the two of them could hear him.