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The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 1964 - This Is... Her Son? (10)
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Chapter 1964: This Is... Her Son? (10)

Fan Yu had asked her a few questions just now. Did he guess something?

Should she say it..

In a trance, a burning gaze was fixed on her.

She could not even wrap the dumplings.

She raised her head subconsciously. Fan Yu did not avoid her gaze and looked at her unexpectedly.

Qiao Yuanfei’s heart skipped a beat.

“What’s Wrong?”

Fan Yu stepped forward and stood behind her. He lowered his head and looked at the ingredients in front of her.

After a few glances, there was no problem.

He then lowered his eyes and glanced at Qiao Yuanfei who was stunned.

Qiao Yuanfei’s body was a little stiff because of his sudden approach.

She wanted to say that she was fine, but Fan Yu’s arms had already passed through her waist. He picked up the ingredients in front of her and asked her.

“Is this calla Lily?”

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“Yes.” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

Qiao yuanfei nodded. Her mind had already started to empty.

The distance between the two of them was too close. Her breath was filled with the faint smell of mint on his body.

Moreover, the posture they were in now looked like he was hugging her from behind..

It was so intimate that it was like a young couple studying how to cook in the kitchen.

However, the culprit seemed to be unable to feel anything as he picked up a piece of carrot and asked her.

“Can I have one?”

“Sure.”

Qiao yuanfei answered every question.

It was a completely instinctive reaction.

Her mind was already unable to think.

If she could still think, she might have realized that fan yu would definitely know such simple common sense.

He was deliberately flirting with her.

Looking at her at a loss..

Her warm eyes were full of smiles.

She was very satisfied with her influence.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, she even rolled up her sleeves to help.

Under Qiao Yuanfei’s guidance, she tried to make two extremely ugly dumplings and gave up decisively.

With one hand on the table, she leaned against the edge of the table.

Her gaze was gentle as she looked at Qiao yuanfei who was making dumplings for him.

Her breath was like a charm.

“It’s So Pretty.”

“...”Qiao Yuanfei looked up at him with a blank expression.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a wicked smile, and his thin lips parted slightly.

“I said dumplings.”

Qiao Yuanfei:”...”

He had better not speak.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to resist using raw dumplings to gag him!

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Qiao yuanfei usually wrapped dumplings very quickly, but with fan yu around today, she wrapped dozens of dumplings and forcefully wrapped them for a few hours.

By the time they came out of the kitchen, fan fan and Xiao Liuliu were already asleep.

Qiao Yuanfei originally wanted to go upstairs to see the two children, but she was worried that fan Yu would notice, so she hesitated for a few seconds, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave.

Her mind was a little messy at the moment.

There were many things that she needed to go back and clarify first.

When she reached the door, she saw Fan Yu’s handsome figure. He was already facing the moonlight, standing tall and proud.

His long fingers were well-defined, and he was carrying a bunch of car keys.

When he saw her come out, he opened his mouth faintly.

“It’s getting late. I’ll send you back.”

“I drove my own car here...”

Qiao Yuanfei had just opened her mouth when she immediately noticed that the car she had parked in the courtyard seemed to have disappeared.

Just as she was in a daze, Fan Yu had already walked up to her with one hand in his pocket.

“The Butler told me just now that a car had a flat tire. He has already sent it to the repair shop. So It’s Your Car?”

Qiao Yuanfei:”...”

Fan Yu glanced at the watch on his wrist and raised his eyebrows.

“It’s getting late. If you go out and take a taxi now, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait for a long time. Follow me.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to his sports car first.