As soon as he got out of the car, Vincent straightened his necktie and asked him nervously.

"How am I dressed today? Is it in line with your parents' taste? "

Before he could answer, Vincent held up his present again.

"In a hurry, I have prepared these presents, and I don't know if your parents like them or not."

Sichen had never seen Vincent so nervous. He made him laugh.

"It's just a simple meal. You're too nervous. My parents are very easy to get along with."

"It's not an ordinary potluck."

Vincent's expression became meaningful, his deep face and eyes fixed on sichen.

"Don't you think we are particularly like young people meeting future parents?"

Si Chen's face was embarrassed, and the atmosphere quickly became ambiguous and embarrassed. Fortunately, Vincent immediately spoke in a proper way.

"I'm kidding. Don't mind."

As soon as she saw Vincent, her whole face burst into laughter.

"Oh, here comes Xiaowen! Today's dress is really spiritual. It's really a business elite! "

Vincent rarely embarrassed smile, solemnly hugged his mother, line a French gentleman etiquette.

"Auntie, you are so beautiful today. This is my present for you."

When she saw Vincent's gift, her smile deepened and she was very satisfied with Vincent.

"Oh, well, we should thank you. How can you give a gift? You are so sensible."

Vincent followed with a smile.

"How can you be so contented to rub rice, then I really don't understand."

"Oh, our Xiaowen is so kind. If anyone marries you, she will be very lucky!"

Si mother meaningful said, but also deliberately to Si Chen eyes, Vincent also followed the eyes of Si Chen.

Si Chen only felt that he was embarrassed.

"Mom, aren't you going back to the kitchen? Your pot is going to burn in a moment

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! My pot

Si mother suddenly thought of what, while walking back, while charging Si Chen.

"Then you take Xiaowen to stroll around the house, and our meal will be ready soon."

"I know!"

There are only two people left in the yard, Si Chen deliberately avoids Vincent's eyes, but Vincent is used to it and takes the initiative.

"I can't believe it's your mom and dad cooking."

"Of course, my parents attach great importance to you, and they used to cook for me, because I like eating very much."

Sichen said, thinking of childhood, subconsciously smile, Vincent looked at her happy side face, a moment of envy.

"Nice..."

sichen keenly noticed the tone of Vincent's words, immediately remembered his identity as an orphan, and quickly changed the topic.

"By the way, the meal will be better for a while, or you can go to the study and play games?"

Vincent shook his head and looked at the swing in the yard.

"Didn't my aunt ask you to show me around?"

This is the place where sichen grew up, and it is also an opportunity for him to get to know he