Ning An was more aggressive, and Song Shaoyan occasionally frowned: "Is this how you wash Little Candy's face?"

"Little Candy is not as pretentious as you." Ning An wiped it for him twice, "It's done."

"What's better?" Song Shaoyan opened his eyes and took a facial cleanser from the sink, "You can't be so perfunctory."

Ning'an: "..."

When she didn't speak.

After a great conference, Ning'an has taken care of this ancestor.

"An'an, I know, you are the only one who has the patience to take care of me, thank you." Song Shaoyan suddenly sighed again.

When Ning An slapped her, she thought Song Shaoyan was going to mess around again.

"Stop fussing. If Little Candy falls asleep, you will wake her up," Ning An said.

"I know, I won't bother anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Ning An didn't say anything.

She went back to her bedroom.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier. This is the first snow in New York.

She walked to the window and watched the snowflakes for a while. After a long time, she closed the curtains. When she heard that there was no movement in the living room outside, she calmly turned off the lights.

The next day, New York City became a world covered in silver and glazed glass.

The city is covered with snow, and at a glance, everything is white.

Little Candy was very excited. She didn't have to go to class today, so she lay by the window early in the morning and looked outside.

There was a thin layer of mist on the windows, and Little Candy would stretch out her hand to draw on the glass. She saw the beautiful snow and the children downstairs.

She also wanted to go downstairs and build a snowman.

"Little Candy, come and have breakfast." Ning An and Mrs. Wu have already prepared breakfast.

Little Candy got down from the chair and came to the table.

Song Shaoyan had already put on his clothes and was pretending to be reading the newspaper nearby.

Seeing that Ning An didn't call him to have breakfast, he wondered if he should drive him away again.

Little Candy blinked and took out an omelette from his bowl: "Uncle Song, here for breakfast! The omelette made by my mother is delicious, here for you to eat."

Ning An pinched her back again: "You are growing taller, so you need to eat more. Your Uncle Song is well-nourished, so you don't need it."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

He is also very thin, okay?

Little Candy looked at Song Shaoyan: "Uncle, come and eat. There are a lot of delicious things."

Song Shaoyan really came over.

Ning An glared at him, pretending he didn't see it, and Ning An couldn't say anything in front of Little Candy.

Song Shaoyan didn't dare to sit next to Ning An, so he sat next to Little Candy and took a plate and a pair of chopsticks.

There are delicious food on the table, including sandwiches, tea eggs, matcha cakes... Song Shaoyan said that he had not seen such an appetizing breakfast for a long time.

Little Candy gave him a piece of matcha cake: "This is also made by my mother, and the rest are made by Grandma Wu."

Little Candy really wanted to give her uncle the omelette to eat, but her mother didn't allow it.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ning An got up and opened the door.

It turned out to be Song Shaojun.

Song Shaojun looked dusty, as if he had just returned from a distant business trip. He was wearing a gray-black plaid coat and tie.

"Shao Jun?" Ning An was surprised, "Didn't you go on a business trip to the Philippines?"

Little Candy is also a surprise: "Uncle Shao Jun!"

She had been calling Shao Jun "Daddy" in front of Song Shaoyan, and she had forgotten this excitement.

Song Shaoyan's eyes were filled with deep luster, his eyes were sharp, and his face was calm.
Chapter completed!