OK, you cut him off. Cheng yingxuan said in her heart. At the same time, he fancied that Yan shiting was holding a steel kitchen knife in his hand. He would crack the knife and cut it into countless pieces. The chopped pieces would be stewed in the hot pot tonight.

She giggled and felt good to think of it.

I don't know if the meat is good or not?

Cheng yingxuan stares at his chisel like face, the frosted ice surface, and his body is extremely strong. The meat must be very hard, and the bite must be very chrome teeth

Yan shiting was angry at the bottom of her heart, "Cheng yingxuan, what is your expression?" It seems that there is a sinister conspiracy "What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't see my mother laughing bitterly." Cheng Xiaobao shakes his head and looks like a child can't be taught, "Uncle Yan, you are so bloody You're not afraid that my father will become a ghost and come to see you at night? "

His voice vibrated out of his chest cavity with great momentum, "I am not afraid of ghosts and gods!"

Xiaobao put his hands together and said, "Amie tofu, Dad, you can go to Uncle Yan tonight. He wants to chop you. You just have to unload 80 pieces of it, and you don't have to chop it too much." Hum, there is no way to bully him!

“……” Yan shiting stinks. Very jealous of the dead man. He vowed to dig the grave as soon as he knew who it was!

Cheng yingxuan was amused and looked at the cartoon clock on the wall. It was 5:40 in the afternoon, "what do you want to eat tonight? Aunt Wang was not here. I said that I didn't want to do any housework and eat out tonight. Sit and wait. "

She said that, and went to the sofa, a paralyzed lazy lying, arms and legs extended, nestled in the sofa comfortable do not want to move.

Cheng Xiaobao volunteered, "Xuanxuan, don't worry, you can't be hungry with me. I will certainly cook for you. "

"Can you cook?" Yan shiting's eyes shot unexpectedly.

Xiao Bao lowered his head and said, "I can only fry eggs and rice..."

"I'll have Xiaobao's fried rice with eggs tonight." Cheng yingxuan yawned. Generally speaking, she is not very picky.

"OK." The little guy ran to the kitchen without two steps. "Uncle Yan, I only cook for my mother. I don't have you."

Yan shiting's head is full of black lines. He doesn't have fried rice with an egg. If he doesn't eat it, he won't eat it.

This little thing is too old to cook. Maybe it will burn the kitchen, and the fried rice must be terrible.

He looked at Cheng yingxuan unsatisfied, "do you really let Xiaobao cook?"

She shrugged, took the remote control and turned on the TV. "Isn't he busy in the kitchen? Is he still fake? My son has always been very good at taking care of me. "

Speaking of this, I am very pleased.

He jerked, the woman

"Mr. Yan, you can eat out. Your servant is not allowed to deliver dinner tonight She said lazily.

"Why?"

She snorted coldly, "you think I'm stupid. You've always been used to eating big meals. The delicacies we bring are delicious. Our mother and son eat fried rice with eggs, and your food dribbles?" Throw to him a provincial eyes, "want to greedy me and small treasure's bad idea, put it away."

Yan shiting didn't expect that this woman's mind is exquisite and sharp, will be perspective like, the surface does not show traces, "who is as bad as you." He will only be more vicious.

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