He Huan wouldn't be too stupid to send it up again, standing on the stairs and coughing, "Yi Huan, what is your father doing?"

Yi gulped, "Dad is making cakes."

He Huan bit his lower lip again: "Did you say you want to eat it?"

"No!" Yi Huan said naively: "Dad said that mother wanted to eat, so he made it."

He Huan bit his lip again, frowned, and swallowed what he wanted to say.

No matter how she was, she couldn't say anything in front of the children. After all, Shen Ting was very big and Qin Xuan was a sensitive child.

Also, these days, the children really miss him, and there is nothing to eat together for a meal.

He Huan was relieved thinking this way, or he found a reason to convince himself.

She was sitting on the sofa on the other side, lying on her stomach, looking lazily at Shen Ting teaching Qin Xuan's math, while Yi Huan followed her, looking lazily together, even the expressions were in sync with God.

Qin Mo made the cake and started to make the meal. Today I made a Chinese meal, one steamed fish, two stir-fries, and one stew soup, which was nourishing and delicious.

He Huan could not help but move his throat when he smelled the fragrance.

Xiao He Huan leaned over and said softly, "Mom, you really want to eat it, don't you?"

God knows how the three of them have been treated this month.

Mom wants to be a good mother, but she really doesn’t need to cook to express her maternal love——

Only Brother Shen Ting could finish the food his mother cooked. Can she and Qin Xuan really not eat it? Qin Xuan can still manage it, and Xiao Hehuan can't manage it.

Now that Dad is back, Yi Huan will not let him go. She misses Dad.

I want more of the dishes my father cooks.

At this time, after she had finished speaking, He Huan probably understood her thoughts and glanced at her: "Mother's cooking is not delicious?"

Yi Huan smiled and said, "Mum's made is already delicious, but Dad's is better."

"Is it a little bit?" He Huan asked her.

Yi Huan nodded vigorously: "There is only one point, but this point is more important."

He Huan stretched out her hand and gently squeezed her little cheek: "I'm not familiar with it."

Yi Huan opened his eyes wide: "A white-eyed wolf?"

She opened her eyes a little bit: "Mom, look, my eyes are clear and dark."

He Huan was speechless, and sighed after a long while: "It seems so."

Yi Huan still smiled, "It was originally."

He Huan hesitated for a moment: "Do you really want Dad to stay?

At this moment, Yi Huan was silent for a long time without speaking, and He Huan didn't say anything, just looking at her.

After a long time, Yi Huan whispered, "I miss Dad."

The little arm hugged He Huan, as if afraid that she would disagree, he hugged it hard.

He Huan didn't move, sighed in his heart, before he wanted to talk. Qin Mo didn't know when he walked to He Huan's side. He spoke, but he said to Yi Huan: "Daddy has something recently, let mom take care of you, eh? "

After he finished speaking, Yi Huan immediately asked astutely: ‘How long will it take? ’

Qin Mo thought for a while and smiled slightly: "About half a year! But Dad will come back to see you every week."

He happily asked, "Dad, are you sure?"

Qin Mo nodded: "Of course."

Yi Huan snorted, and fell on him again.

Qin Mo took her to the restaurant: "It's dinner."

The two boys quickly followed, but He Huan was stunned, and did not recover for a long time...