77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 488 Can I Not Be Responsible?

Reaching out to pull Xiaobao into his arms, he gently twisted his little chin, and said, "Little guy, you have to be responsible for what you say. Are you sure you want me to be your daddy?"

"Responsible?"

"En!" Lance looked at Xiaobao very seriously.

Shui Lingling's big eyes blinked, and Xiao Bao's frown quickly relaxed.Raising the corners of his mouth and smiling sweetly, his appearance was quite flattering.

"Uncle Lance, you see Xiaobao is so cute, so don't be responsible."

"Then find someone else to be your daddy." Lance didn't leave any room for negotiation.

As for Qi Yan, even Wen Yicheng can't do anything about it. If Lance forcibly accepts Xiaobao as his godson, Qi Yan might even demolish his family.

Thinking of Yin Ci's manor worth hundreds of millions being blown up by Qi Yan, Lance couldn't help but sink his face.

At this moment, Nie Yao pushed open the door and said to the two people sitting on the sofa: "The dishes are all ready, do you want to eat now?"

"Okay, let's have a taste of your skills." Get up and take Xiaobao with you.

Nie Yao's cheeks were flushed: "I can only cook some home-cooked dishes. I can't compare to the cooks in your family. Their cooking skills are all top-notch, right?"

"That may not be better than what you did."

Although Nie Yao didn't know whether Lance's praise of herself was from the heart or what, but what she had to say was that she really benefited, and she didn't know why, but she was looking forward to it.

Seeing her excited look waiting for praise, Lance secretly smiled in his heart, what a naive little woman.

Don't you know that as long as it is made by her, no matter how it tastes, it is the most precious in front of him?

There was a small wave in Lance's heart, and the gaze he looked at Nie Yao became more and more profound.

It's just that Nie Yao, who was walking in front of the corridor, didn't notice it.

The three of them went down the stairs, walked around the smooth and magnificent marble columns, and came to the dining table.

After the host sat down, Nie Yao and Xiaobao took their seats one by one.

The dishes Nie Yao cooks are very simple, there are only a few dishes, and they look pretty good. There is white hot air floating on the surface of the dishes, and you can smell the tempting aroma of the dishes when you breathe.

Lance picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of boiled red meat into his mouth, chewed it carefully, then put down the chopsticks.

"Not delicious?" Nie Yao couldn't help asking.

Seeing her nervous appearance, the corners of the man's mouth were raised, and the pursed arc was very attractive: "Look at your nervous appearance, don't you have any confidence in yourself?"

"I... am I afraid that you won't like it..." Nie Yao whispered.

Lance gracefully put some dishes into her bowl, and did not forget to praise: "You cook the best dishes I have ever eaten. If you want, how about I hire you as my royal cook?"

The corner of Nie Yao's mouth twitched, and she smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's not as exaggerated as you said, my cooking is obviously very ordinary, and your cook's skills are the best!"

Nie Yao still clearly remembered the taste of that dish, if she was not in a hurry to prepare dinner for Lance, she would have to learn from those cooks.

After the meal, Nie Yao took the initiative to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Lance. He summoned two maids to clean up the table, and suggested going for a walk in the garden outside.

Nie Yao saw that it was not too early, and said: "We have disturbed you for long enough, it's time to go back."

When Lance heard this, he suddenly fell into an underestimation. He lowered his head, his dark blue eyes unblinking: "Didn't you agree to live here? There are a few vacant rooms upstairs, and I have already asked someone to clean them. "

With the door open, the howling wind whipped up scattered fallen leaves on the ground, hovered in the air, and fell lingeringly, falling under Nie Yao's feet.

The man's eyes were burning, his light blue eyes were like a vast ocean, and they were so passionate that Nie Yao was not used to them.

(End of this chapter)