第四十七章(3/5)

                                                 邹贝走过去站旁边，无所谓的耸耸小肩膀；“随便啦，爸爸弄的都好吃。”比学校好吃多了，邹贝爱死了老爸的好手艺，就算是一盘小青菜，那也是吃得有滋有味滴。
                                                                                                                                                                “好吧，去边上坐会。”邹丰朝着边上的长凳子抬抬下巴，手里也跟着掺水，洗锅，早上弄点小菜，给女儿煎俩鸡蛋就完事，中午弄点她喜欢吃的便是。
                                                                                                                                                                邹贝到是乖乖走过去坐着，笑嘻嘻的看着灶台前的忙活的男人，眼角是笑意爬上眉梢，灶台没有那么高的，跟身躯庞大的老爸比例相差甚远，整个台只有到男人胯间，需要半弯着腰才能打理一切，虽说手有那么长，但是看久了不免觉得滑稽。
                                                                                                                                                                “宝贝你在偷笑撒？”邹丰斜眼看到她整个身子都笑歪倒一边，忍俊不禁；“待会歪倒地上去可别恼啊？”
                                                                                                                                                                “嘿嘿…”邹贝也不反驳她的话，屁股一扭离开板凳来到灶台前，直接从后面搂住邹丰的后腰；“爸爸真好，世上只有爸爸是最好！”
                                                                                                                                                                “哟…”邹丰失笑；“今天是咋啦？没吃糖啊？”
                                                                                                                                                                一个小拳头塞到邹丰的胸膛；“爸爸真是无聊。”
                                                                                                                                                                “那谁更无聊来折腾我啊？”邹丰打趣；“宝贝是要是吃爸爸呢？还是要吃饭？”就这么个抱着，今天都别想吃东西了。
                                                                                                                                                                “我不…我就要抱着！”邹贝耍无赖；“今天我就是不放开了。”
                                                                                                                                                    

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