At this time, it was not early, it was probably ten o'clock in the evening.

It's long past the time when a baby should go to bed, but for a fragrant fried rice, it's obviously very happy.

Shen Ting hugged her into the kitchen, it was a bit cold, and he turned on the heater.

Little Yihuan sat obediently on the liu desk, looking at Shen Ting happily.

Shen Ting smiled faintly, turned around and took a notebook, and started searching for sausage fried rice.

"Brother, it turns out that you can't." Yi Huan raised her mouth with some dissatisfaction and stared at him.

Shen Ting's gaze fell on the screen, and he smiled softly: "Don't make trouble. I'm watching. It should be delicious if you make two servings."

Yi Huan looked a little unbelieving, "Really?"

After reading it carefully, Shen Ting remembered it silently in his heart. Then he looked at her like that, smiled faintly, and Yi Huan was electrocuted to faint.

My brother is so good-looking. Now he looks even better under the lights than I think Brother Nan. I think Brother Nan looks good but sometimes fierce, but Brother Shen Ting is very gentle and Yihuan is not afraid of him at all.

At this moment, Yi Huan didn't expect that when he was older, Ye Xiangnan and Shen Ting were completely opposite. Ye Xiangnan was the gentle man that all women liked, and Shen Ting's face was iceberg all day long, and it was difficult to laugh.

But now he is still a tender boy who is cooking rice for Yihuan, and his eyes are full of pampering.

Afterwards, Yi Huan sat impatiently and just jumped down and turned around him.

While studying the recipe, Shen Ting smiled: "Don't mess around."

Accompanied by the little guy, he finally cooked a piece of fried rice. Shen Ting only tasted it and poured it out.

Unpalatable.

Yi Huan raised his head: "I didn't even have it!"

"It will taste better in a while." Shen Ting said, and then started doing it again.

Yi Huan jumped around thinking about it, but couldn't see it, so anxiously, he wanted him to hold it.

Shen Ting had no choice but to hold her on the Liuli stage again with one hand and watched her for a long time.

That look made the little Yi Huan's heart stop beating for a while, and looked at him baba for a while.

Finally, Yi Huan still spoke, "I haven't tasted it."

Shen Ting looked at her and smiled: "Be patient."

Yi Huan rubbed her hands, excited and looking forward: ‘Brother, can you really handle it? ’

Shen Ting looked at her, a little funny, and after a while he continued to fry the second set, already a lot more proficient.

Because the family expects a lot of him, Shen Ting doesn't cook very much, so he doesn't know how to cook this ordinary fried rice.

At this time, the pot slowly developed a fragrance, very fragrant and fragrant.

Child Yi Huan licked his lower lip and wowed: "Brother, it looks so delicious."

Shen Ting smiled, "Yes, it should be delicious."

When the fried rice was ready, he served it, and then he tasted it himself: "It's better."

This time, he fed Yihuan two bites, and Yihuan's mouth moved straight. "It's so delicious, so delicious."

Shen Ting stared at her: "Is this delicious?"

Yi Huan looked at him with big Mengmeng eyes open: "This is not good, what good is it."

Shen Ting smiled, and squeezed her soft little face: "Do it again."

When he said that, he snatched the plate of fried rice from Yihuan's mouth and poured it into the trash can! !

Pour it into the trash can! !

In front of Yihuan, he dumped it into the trash can! !