Therefore, Ye Xiaomo quickly opened Li Xiaoyun’s WeChat at this moment.

Directly sent her a voice message: "Godmother, Xiao Fei and Uncle Zhao kissed!"

Zhao Gushen: "..."

Really want to kick this kid out!

Ye Fei was startled awake by Ye Xiaomo’s shout and immediately backed away.

Let go and directly threw the apron onto Zhao Gushen’s face.

Zhao Gushen: "..."

"I... I didn’t mean it!" Ye Fei’s mind was in chaos as she recalled the scene just now.

Zhao Gushen was standing fine, it was her who didn’t stand steady and pounced on him.

And ended up... kissing him.

If she said he took advantage, she felt embarrassed to say it.

But if she said she took advantage of him, Ye Fei clearly felt she was the one at a loss!

"You... you fix it yourself!" Ye Fei didn’t care if his hands were dirty or not, she didn’t want to deal with him.

"Hey!" Zhao Gushen sighed, "At least help me take the apron off, I can’t see now, and don’t know the direction to wash my hands."

Listening to Zhao Gushen’s words, there was a particular hint of grievance and innocence.

Ye Fei turned her head and saw the apron just hanging on his head.

This look, no matter how you see it, had a bit of comedic effect.

The image of the Crown Prince of the Zhao Family was completely ruined at this moment.

Even though Ye Fei was still embarrassed, she couldn’t help but secretly laugh a little.

With force, she pulled down the apron and hung it around his neck.

Just as she tugged, she messed up Zhao Gushen’s hairstyle.

His hair styled with gel was stubbornly messy when rumpled.

The hair stood up in a messy way, surprisingly had a bit of cuteness.

Ye Fei quickly turned around and pretended to be busy to cover her secret laughter, but Zhao Gushen wasn’t fooled.

However, Ye Fei decided not to bother with him, so Zhao Gushen had to wash his hands, tie the apron himself, and fix his hairstyle.

Fortunately, the apron Ye Fei bought wasn’t flashy and overly feminine.

The milky gray cotton apron had a simple design with no extra prints.

At this moment, Ye Xiaomo’s phone rang with Li Xiaoyun’s reply: "What happened? How did you end up kissing? Did you cause any trouble, kid?"

"I—" Ye Xiaomo hadn’t finished speaking before Zhao Gushen flicked his forehead, "Do you still want to help me record the video?"

Ye Xiaomo immediately put his hands on his hips and said, "You kissed my Xiao Fei and hit me. You haven’t even become my stepdad yet and you’re already abusing me!"

Zhao Gushen: "..."

Ye Fei embarrassingly said, "Xiao Mo, just now... that was an accident, quickly forget it!"

Unexpectedly, the little one had seen it all, Ye Fei felt completely uncomfortable.

Feeling too embarrassed to look at Ye Xiaomo.

Zhao Gushen unceremoniously grabbed Ye Xiaomo’s collar and dragged him to the DSLR.

"When I support you, I’m your daddy. Flick your forehead once and I’m abusing you." Zhao Gushen complained, "You’re really something."

It’s his son, he can’t ask whom he takes after.

Either Ye Fei or him!

But, Zhao Gushen didn’t want to take the blame.

Zhao Gushen went back to the bar counter and reminded, "Hurry up and start filming."

Ye Xiaomo puffed his little cheeks and quickly replied to Li Xiaoyun: "Godmother, I’ll talk to you later, it’s not convenient now."

Li Xiaoyun quickly responded: "Okay, okay."

Ye Xiaomo skillfully aimed the camera at Zhao Gushen’s hands and filmed him pounding the meat paste.