Zhuo Yifan took the two girls home, and the treatment immediately changed. Wang Yan'er was busy with supper in the kitchen, and Song Zixin rubbed her forehead, which was so comfortable.

With his head resting on Song Zixin's soft thighs, Zhuo Yifan's entire soul was almost out of his body.

Zhuo Yifan, Wang Yan'er's long legs, has also been pillowed. However, in addition to her soft and comfortable thighs, Zhuo Yifan can also smell the fragrance of daughters emitted from Song Zixin's body, which smells so good.

"Brother Yifan, are you comfortable?" Song Zixin lowered her little head and whispered in Zhuo Yifan's ear.

"Comfortable! Of course it's comfortable." Zhuo Yifan almost hummed with his eyes closed.

"Then I'll rub Brother Yifan every day!" Song Zixin said with blushing, shy and joy. Then she lowered her head and kissed Zhuo Yifan's old face quickly.

Just this time, Wang Yan'er, who came out of the kitchen, happened to be seen.

Wang Yan'er didn't know what she felt in her heart, and she had the urge to cry.

Once upon a time, Zhuo Yifan's head was also on his legs like this. How can he change people now?

Wang Yan'er only felt that her heart was being tangled, and immediately turned around and returned to the kitchen. She didn't want them to see her tears.

When Wang Yan'er walked out of the kitchen with the vegetables again, her mood had obviously calmed down.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan also sat up. With Zhuo Yifan's eyesight, of course he discovered the loss that Wang Yan'er was hiding deep in his eyes. In fact, Zhuo Yifan felt distressed, but he didn't know what to say to Wang Yan'er.

Could it be that you and Zi Xin are the same, and I want them all?

Zhuo Yifan dared to say it, but he believed that Wang Yan'er's temper would definitely kick his balls wildly.

Song Zixin looked heartless and didn't see that Zhuo Yifan and Wang Yan'er were embarrassed at all, and she still laughed as if nothing had happened.

Actually, is Song Zixin stupid? Can't you tell it? No, on the contrary, Song Zixin is a smart girl. She knew in her heart that Wang Yan'er actually likes Zhuo Yifan, and there must be something happening between the two, but she would not pay attention to so much. Now she just needs to firmly grasp Zhuo Yifan's center and determine her position around Zhuo Yifan.

Everything else is negligible for Song Zixin.

The atmosphere was surprisingly ambiguous when eating. An invisible aura flowed across the three bodies.

Song Zixin tried her best to hold vegetables for Zhuo Yifan to express her concern for Zhuo Yifan, and then she had a lot of fun eating alone.

Her appetite today was still relatively normal. Wang Yan'er felt tasteless, and her eyes were full of complex emotions when she looked at Zhuo Yifan.

There are complaints, affection, and a kind of helplessness.

What could Zhuo Yifan say at this time? He could only pretend that he didn't know anything and bury his head to eat. In fact, he was more confused than anyone else. If the relationship between these two women at home was not handled well, he would really have no good life in the future.

In the evening, while Song Zixin was going to take a shower, Zhuo Yifan ran to knock on Wang Yan'er's door. He wanted to have a good talk with Wang Yan'er openly.

"Yan'er, is it convenient for you now? I have something to tell you!"

Zhuo Yifan asked with his right hand. To be honest, Zhuo Yifan was still a little nervous. What is this?

"Oh! The door is not locked, come in!" Wang Yan'er's voice came from inside for more than ten seconds.
Chapter completed!