The next morning, Meng Yu could no longer remember what happened before going to bed last night. He only remembered that he heard Zhou Yibai telling a story. He fell asleep at some point. After waking up, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have a good dream.

Last night, he was charging and videotaping with Zhou Yibai. When he woke up, his cell phone was full of electricity. After looking at the call time, he found that Zhou Yibai had just hung up at 1:30 last night. After hanging up, he seemed to be afraid of waking him up, so he did not send him another message.

At half past one... Meng Yu wanted to say something when he thought that Zhou Yibai would not sleep so late, but it was only six o'clock now, so it would be bad if Zhou Yibai woke up, so he had to give up.

The alarm clock rang at seven o'clock, and Zhou Yibai got up with difficulty.

Meng Yu fell asleep at nearly twelve o'clock last night. Zhou Yibai did not hang up immediately, but drew Meng Yu's sleeping look. After painting Meng Yu, Zhou Yibai felt that the touch was right, so he picked up the painting he pushed aside last night and started working.

When he was working, he put his phone aside. When he was tired, he looked up and watched Meng Yu sleep. He entered Ningning's room and covered Ningning with a quilt twice. The video ended until the phone ran out of battery at 1:30.

Finally, he drew until four o'clock and slept for nearly three hours.

Zhou Yibai got up like a zombie, dragged his foot to the kitchen, took out all the milk, eggs, toast and other ingredients, and heated the pan while yawning.

What I want to make today is an omelet with tuna sandwich. The omelette is frying soft, and the toast is covered with butter on both sides, frying crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. A thick layer of mayonnaise mixed with chopped onion and black pepper in the middle.

The drink is hot milk with wheat germ, and the fruit is chopped apple diced.

Zhou Yibai made the sandwich, poured the milk into the pot and heated it, and at the same time came to Ningning's room. Ningning wrapped herself in the quilt, her little face was slept red, and there was no sign of awakeness at all.

At first, Zhou Yibai couldn't bear to call her up when she saw her daughter like this, and would stand by the bed and watch her cute face when she fell asleep. But after several rushes of lateness, Zhou Yibai was able to quickly lift Ningning's quilt with a calm face.

"Get up! Have breakfast!"

When it came into contact with the cold air, Ningning shrank into a ball. Zhou Yi picked up Ningning without hesitation and put it on the sofa in the living room.

The milk was rolled up, Zhou Yibai poured the milk and peeled the apples.

When she returned to the living room with milk and apples, Ningning had woken up and was eating sandwiches. When she saw her father coming, she kicked her fat legs with bright eyes and said with great vitality: "Dad is early! Dad is early!"

"Ning Ning early." Zhou Yibai asked Ning Ning to drink milk, but he ate it with an apple.

Although Zhou Yibai asked Ningning to get up, he wanted to sleep even more than Ningning. He started dozing off after eating the apple halfway through.

Suddenly he was shaken, and when he opened his eyes, he saw an omelette in front of him, and the sound of Ningning worshipping him in his ears.

"Dad, why is this so delicious!" Ningning pushed the egg roll in front of Zhou Yibai's mouth, "You eat it!"

Zhou Yibai opened his mouth and ate it, and he did a good job.

"like?"

"I like it very much!"

"Then I'll make it tomorrow, and it will taste better next time."

Ningning likes to eat breakfast made by her father. She quickly ate it completely, and even the milk was left without a drop, and she was full early in the morning.

It was almost eight o'clock, and while Ningning brushed her teeth and washed her face, Zhou Yibai checked whether there were all things in Ningning's schoolbag. When Ningning came out, she carried her schoolbag in one hand and took Ningning out with her.

It takes about twenty minutes to get from home to kindergarten, ten minutes to walk to the subway station, take a subway station for three or four minutes, and then walk about five minutes to kindergarten.

This is the peak period for work and school. There are many people in the subway. Although there are some people giving way to Ningning, there are too many people after all, and it is inconvenient to give way. Most of the time Zhou Yibai would hold Ningning, for fear that Ningning would be stepped on when standing in the crowd.

After sending Ningning, Zhou Yibai fell asleep when he got home.

After sleeping until noon, Zhou Yibai touched his phone everywhere in half dreams and half awake, blinking to make his vision clearer while turning on the screen.

As soon as he opened, Meng Yu sent him several messages.

"Good morning."

"Still sleeping?"

"Did you send Ningning to school?"

This is in the morning, and Meng Yu posted some ten minutes ago.

"Sleep?"

"You went to bed too late last night."

"Remember to eat when you wake up."

"Sleep after eating."

After being nagged for a few words, Zhou Yibai was not annoyed and replied: "I'm full of sleep [Little Pig]."

He wanted to return a hug expression, but while he was still looking for an expression, the picture suddenly turned into a video invitation, and he trembled his hand and clicked it.

Meng Yu's face appeared on the mobile phone screen, and Zhou Yibai's eyes widened for a moment and nervously covered the camera with his hands.

He was still lying on the bed, his hair was messy.

"What are you covering up? I haven't seen it before." Meng Yu's smiley voice came, and Zhou Yibai moved his hand away. Seeing that his hair was messy and his face was covered with red marks pressed when he was sleeping on his stomach, the smile on his face increased a little, and asked, "Will you take Ningning to school like this this morning?"

"No... I've combed it in the morning." Zhou Yibai grabbed his hair in annoyance.

“When was the night I went to bed last night?”

"a little……"

"At one? You hung up the phone at 1:30. Don't pretend I don't know. What time is it?"

"...two points." Zhou Yibai still didn't dare to tell the truth. It was obviously nothing, but he always felt that Meng Yu might be angry when he told the truth honestly.

He didn't know why he thought Meng Yu was angry, nor did he know what he was afraid of Meng Yu being angry, but his intuition was that.

Sure enough, Meng Yu frowned slightly and whispered: "Little kid, you can't forget to eat and sleep because you are addicted to pornographic male anchors. If your body is damaged, you don't have the energy to make money to buy gifts for the anchors. What should you do if the anchor doesn't perform for you?"

Although Meng Yu is talking nonsense, Zhou Yibai is indeed sleeping in the evening because he is painting Meng Yu, and he has not only drawn one. Moreover, he also works to make money to invite Meng Yu to dinner. From this perspective, he really seems to be addicted to a male anchor and forgetting to eat...

Zhou Yibai felt a little guilty and lowered his head to refute: "Who wants to indulge in a male anchor like you?"

"You know whether you are obsessed with it or not." Meng Yu curled his lips and smiled, looked down at his watch, and said, "Okay, I'm going out."

"Are you going on a business trip?"

"Yes, there is still social engagements tonight, so I may not have time to talk to you, but I will find time."

"Oh, then... Come on the job?"

"You go to have a meal soon, and go to bed after you finish."

The two finished the call. Zhou Yibai rolled in the bed for a few times. He wanted to continue sleeping, but when he remembered Meng Yu asked him to have a meal, he got up obediently to make a tuna sandwich for himself. In the morning, he only made Ningning's portion, so he ate a little apple and an omelette himself. In fact, he was already hungry, but he had no motivation and no one urged him to not move.

He was eating the sandwich and thinking, it would be great if Meng Yu was really his brother.

This day was just as Meng Yu said. Meng Yu was busy enough. Even if he forced out the time, he only called Zhou Yibai for a minute at around nine o'clock.

The background sound was very noisy and seemed to be still having a social engagement. Zhou Yibai couldn't hear what Meng Yu was saying, so he only vaguely heard Meng Yu tell him to remember to go to bed early.

Zhou Yibai was obedient and went to bed at one o'clock that night. The next morning, Zhou Yibai sent Meng Yu good morning, but Meng Yu did not respond. I don't know if he was busy or not.

It was Saturday, and Ningning didn't have to go to kindergarten. After breakfast, she followed Zhou Yibai to clean up her own room.

Zhou Yibai folded clothes with Ningning while asking, "Do you want to go out to play in the afternoon?"

Zhou Yibai was dying, but he would take Ningning to a nearby park on holidays. Sometimes he would go to a farther place to see the exhibition on a whim.

When he was a child, no one took him to play like this. Since he started raising Ningning, he has always thought that he should not let Ningning lack these. As is talent, he didn't have much spare money to go to the talent class for Ningning, so he personally taught Ningning to draw pictures, and every Sunday, father and daughter can draw for an afternoon.

Ningning is much more outgoing than Zhou Yibai, so she naturally likes to go out to play. However, this time Ningning shook her head and said, "I won't go, my dad teaches me to draw."

Zhou Yibai was surprised and asked, "Why is it so easy to learn all of a sudden?"

Ning Ning lowered her head and folded her pants, shook her head and said, "I want to go to play with my mother-in-law next week, so I can't take my father's class."

"Didn't you just been there a few days ago?"

"But mother-in-law is not alone in Ningning." Ningning put her pants aside and threw herself into Zhou Yibai's arms and looked at him with a gaze, "Is that okay? Dad, okay?"

Zhou Yibai kissed her on the cheek and replied, "Okay, that's the way to send you there on Friday?"

"Aunt Xinxin wants to pick me up."

"Okay, then I'll say it to the teacher in advance."

Ningning cheered. Zhou Yibai saw her like that and couldn't help but sigh that Ningning's personality was indeed much better than him. He has never liked to run around since he was a child, but he had to go on the road. After all, there was no place where he could live.

Zhou Yibai was very happy that Ningning was stronger and cheerful than her. She pressed Ningning's belly and rubbed it twice, and said with a smile: "If you want to go and tell me at any time in the future, my mother-in-law will be very happy to see you."

"Okay!" Ning Ning smiled and hugged Zhou Yibai's hand.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yibai taught Ningning to draw. When Ningning lowered her head to draw, Zhou Yibai couldn't help but look at her phone.

Meng Yu hadn't sent him a message today, I don't know what's wrong. When he thought that Meng Yu might be having sex in ** last night, he couldn't help but think about it...

"Ningning is not here, dad can find a snack uncle to play with." Ningning said suddenly.

After his thoughts were revealed by Ningning, Zhou Yibai immediately became embarrassed and lay on the table and said distressedly: "But I don't know how to ask him. Teacher Ningning, what are you going to give me some advice?"

After Zhou Yibai said this, Ningning put down her brush and thought with a serious look on her face. Zhou Yibai was just talking, but looking at Ningning's serious expression, she felt it was a bit reliable, so she quickly sat down and waited for the reply.

Ningning thought for a while, her eyes lit up and she said happily: "I understand!"

"?"

Ningning stretched out her short finger and said seriously: "Just say, you miss him!"

"ah?"

"My mother-in-law said she missed me, so I went to find her. If you told Uncle Dim Snack to miss him, he would come to you too."

"that's all?"

"That's it." Ning Ning nodded affirmatively.

She saw Zhou Yibai hesitating, lowered her head and picked up the brush, and said while painting: "Dad, you must believe me."
Chapter completed!