Chapter 3529: Snowball, wait!
Chapter 3529 Snow ball, wait!
Rong Yin was lying on the bed and vaguely felt someone approaching.
He thought it was Zong Jie and whispered, "Zong Jie, get out."
The footsteps stopped approaching and left after a while.
…
The next day, the weather was still bad.
Dark clouds swept across the entire sky, the wind blew violently from time to time, and the sound of rain never stopped.
After a night's rest, Rong Yin was in good spirits.
In the morning, he got up early, handled some official business in the study, and made two phone calls.
The study door was not closed, Xiao Tuanzi held Xue Tuan’s hand, and was about to go downstairs as he jumped up and down.
Hearing his voice on the phone, Xiao Tuanzi paused, and his little head peeked in curiously, "Hey, it's uncle!"
The little guy broke free from Xue Tuan's hand and ran into the study room quickly, before Xue Tuan could pull him away.
“Uncle!” The little dumpling came running over cutely, his big grape-like eyes shining brightly.
Rong Yin stood up, walked around the desk and hugged her into his arms, "Good morning, little dumpling."
“Good morning, uncle.” After saying that, he stretched his little neck and chirped on his handsome face.
Then, he retracted his head and looked at him with twinkling eyes, with a look of anticipation on his face.
Rong Yin laughed softly and kissed her soft cheek, "Are you hungry?"
The little head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Little dumpling is hungry."
“Let’s go downstairs for breakfast.”
Xue Tuan, who was standing outside the study door, saw this scene and turned around to leave first.
Rong Yin stopped her, "Xue Tuan, wait."
She paused, without looking back, and asked coldly and distantly, "Is something wrong?"
"The weather has been bad these two days and I can't go out to play. I asked the pottery master to come over and teach Xiaotuanzi how to make pottery cups. Are you free? Let's learn together."
Xue Tuan neither agreed nor refused.
In the restaurant, Xiao Tuanzi sat in Rong Yin's arms.
Like a little sparrow, chirping, showing great interest in pottery for a while.
Xuetuan seemed to have little appetite and ate very little. He only took a few mouthfuls of a bowl of porridge.
Is she in a bad mood?
Still... feeling unwell?
“Isn’t breakfast to your liking?” Rong Yin frowned slightly, as if he was feeling uncontrollable sadness, “Or what do you want to eat, and I’ll ask the head chef to cook it for you now?”
"No."
Picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, "I've finished eating, please use it slowly."
After saying this, Xuetuan stood up and left the table.
Rong Yin turned his head and looked at her leaving figure. Xiaotuanzi also turned his head, and the father and daughter were in the same posture.
After a long time, Xiaotuanzi’s neck felt sore. He raised his hand and rubbed it twice. “Uncle, shouldn’t we eat too?”
The little guy seemed to be still hungry, looking longingly at the sumptuous breakfast on the table.
I couldn't help but stretched out my little hand, grabbed a strawberry, and took a bite.
Amused by her, Rong Yin lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, "I'm sorry, it's uncle's fault."
Rong Yin picked up the spoon and continued to feed her porridge.
After breakfast, the pottery master has arrived, bringing all the tools and raw materials.
In the huge hall, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the coconut trees swaying outside in the strong wind. The sky is gray and the rain is light.
Xiao Tuanzi broke away from Rong Yin's hand and suddenly ran to the floor-to-ceiling window. His two little paws were pressed against the glass, his watery eyes widened, "Uncle, come quickly!"
Hearing the call, Rong Yin came to Xiaotuanzi and asked, "What's wrong?"
“Uncle, is there a little bird there?”
(End of this chapter)
