Ex-husband proposes again

Chapter 1347 So Warm, So Real

Chapter 1347 So Warm, So Real (3)

Ye Qilan also got up early, and when he went downstairs to see Su Hongxing's busy figure, his eyes darkened slightly: "Didn't you hire a servant?"

That being the case, why do it yourself?Judging by her posture, she woke up early in the morning.

"Wake up early, and do it yourself. Don't you like to eat the breakfast I made, you can eat it soon." Su Hongxing asked Ye Qilan to come out of the kitchen, and she brought out all the breakfast.

Ye Qilan didn't speak any more, and helped out.Su Hongxing didn't stop him either.He didn't like to go into the kitchen the least. Being macho, he felt that the kitchen was not a place for men to enter.

It can be seen that he still doesn't like the kitchen, which damages his image of a man.

When Ye Qilan ate breakfast, he chewed carefully, feeling a sense of emotion welling up in his heart.Although Su Hongxing didn't say anything, he knew that she made breakfast specially for him, because green vegetables, white porridge and side dishes were all his favorites.

Of course, before he met her, he didn't bother to eat such a simple Chinese breakfast.Because it was made by Su Hongxing, it tasted like home, so it naturally became his favorite.

"Delicious, still the original taste." Ye Qilan turned his eyes to look at Su Hongxing, with unconcealable affection in his eyes.

"Eat more if it tastes good." Su Hongxing smiled, and added: "I find you are quite easy to coax."

It's just a breakfast, and it can make him happy like this.

Ye Qilan was very flattering, and after a while of raiding, Su Hongxing was a little tangled seeing him like this: "Aren't you going to hold on?"

She even wanted to say, she made breakfast for several people, but Ye Qilan and she almost finished it, what did the others eat?
"It's so delicious. Wife, your cooking skills are getting better and better. But there is no need to cook by yourself in the future. You are very busy with work and you have to take care of your children. You don't need to do this kind of small things yourself, otherwise, please hire a servant It doesn't make any sense." Ye Qilan felt that it was almost done, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks.

He can eat such a delicious breakfast by himself, so why leave it for others?

Of course, he would not say such words, lest Su Hongxing call him childish again.

"I'm not tired from work, and my children are very obedient. They go to bed early at night, and sleep until dawn. They are not noisy, easy to take care of..."

"Listen to me, that's right, there's really no need to do it yourself. Cooking once a year is enough!" Ye Qilan interrupted Su Hongxing's defense and insisted on his own opinion.

Su Hongxing had no choice but to reluctantly agree with him in the end.

So when Qiao Qiao and Mrs. Jiang went downstairs, the servants had already prepared another breakfast.

Seeing Su Hongxing and Ye Qilan sitting together, Little Pudding quickly ran to Ye Qilan: "Father feed me breakfast."

"You're a little adult, eat by yourself." Ye Qilan didn't have time to pay attention to Little Pudding.

"Then mom feed me." Little Pudding continued to look for a sense of presence, nothing more than playing for favor.

Su Hongxing saw through the little tricks played by the child at a glance, and took her bowl with a smile: "Come on, mommy feeds you."

"Mom is so beautiful and gentle, she is the best mother in the world." Little Pudding looked at Su Hongxing adoringly, and poured down the soup.

Su Hongxing lightly pinched Little Pudding's face, glanced at Ye Qilan, and found that he was staring at Little Pudding, obviously surprised by Little Pudding's favor-seeking skills.

She laughed softly: "In this regard, she looks like you."

This child is too smart, and is too good at reading people's eyes. Now that he has a sense of crisis, he is trying to gain a sense of existence.

(End of this chapter)

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