Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1401: Move In Tomorrow (1)

The cooking time for porridge was a bit long, and Song Jiaqi stayed in the kitchen the whole time, not going out because Ye Yang was sitting in the living room, and she didn’t feel comfortable going out.

The millet porridge was very simple, and once everything was prepared, all she had to do was sit with her legs crossed and wait.

Song Jiaqi wanted to go out a few times to sit for a bit, but she saw Ye Yang sitting on the sofa, not intending to leave.

After all, he had already taken a shower and since he said he would make a portion for himself too, he definitely wouldn’t go upstairs first.

As a result, she could only stand in the kitchen and wait.

She didn’t know how long she had been waiting, but then she heard a faint sound from upstairs.

"Oppa..."

It was Song Xiaoxi!

Song Jiaqi realized it and went out of the kitchen, seeing Song Xiaoxi squatting in front of the railing, looking towards the living room.

Ye Yang heard it too, lifted his head to look that way, and said, "Xiaoxi, why did you come out? Go back to bed, the porridge will be ready soon, I can already smell the aroma."

"Uh... I miss Oppa..." Song Xiaoxi grabbed the railing with her little hands, her eyes squinting. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Then she turned her face and saw Song Jiaqi: "Oh, Da Bao, why are you here?"

"Song Xiaoxi, who do you think has been taking care of you just now?"

Seeing Song Xiaoxi able to joke with her meant she was really fine, which relieved her.

"Oh... it was really you, I thought I was having a nightmare..."

Song Jiaqi: "..."

"...Ahem," Ye Yang put down his laptop, stood up, as if afraid Song Jiaqi might rush to hit the child, said, "Is the porridge ready?"

"En, it’s ready." Song Jiaqi answered gently.

Considering Song Xiaoxi was sick, she didn’t want to argue with her and turned back to the kitchen.

Ye Yang stood in the living room, like a dad at the bottom of the family food chain, scratched his head, and made a shushing gesture to Song Xiaoxi.

This child, does she even know what she’s saying?

Ye Yang turned around and went to the kitchen too, where Song Jiaqi had already served two bowls, one big and one small.

Seeing Ye Yang come in, she handed him the big bowl, "Be careful, it’s hot. I seasoned it to Xiaoxi’s taste, so if you think it’s too bland, feel free to add whatever you like, no worries."

Ye Yang took it, smelled it, and said, "Smells pretty good. Who’d have thought, you’ve got this skill."

Song Jiaqi rolled her eyes: "Mr. Ye Yang, what do you mean by that? What makes you think I don’t have this skill? Am I that bad?"

"No," Ye Yang blew on it and took a sip, not even using a spoon, said, "I heard that very pretty girls don’t cook, isn’t that right?"

"..." Song Jiaqi quickly turned her head.

Such an unexpected compliment...

"Hmm! The taste is quite nice," Ye Yang’s praise came from behind, "Really didn’t expect, your cooking is quite good, even better than my nanny’s."

"..."

Should she thank him for his compliment?

Ye Yang took his bowl to the dining table in the living room, while Song Jiaqi carefully carried Song Xiaoxi’s bowl out, hearing the sound of Song Xiaoxi pitter-pattering down the stairs.

Without lifting her head she said, "Song Xiaoxi, slow down! Have you forgotten about last year when you fell down the stairs? Do you still remember the pain from getting stitches on your head?"

Song Jiaqi’s reminder, Ye Yang could tell by listening, was filled with a mother’s concern for her daughter.