killer mommy devil daddy

Chapter 34 Cooking
Quietly clenching the fists beside her, Ye Xinyou controlled her emotions, "Does Mr. Yan have anything else to do? If not, I'll leave first."

Saying that, before Yan Ziche could react, she had already stood up and walked towards the door.It's just that because he walked out in Yan Ziche's sight, his limbs seemed a little stiff.

The sound of closing the door sounded, and the faint smile on Yan Ziche's face gradually deepened. Looking in the direction of the door, he whispered to himself, "It seems that you really can't resist my attack. So, what should be the next step?"

Ye Xinyou, who went downstairs, had no idea that she had become the focus of Yan Ziche's next life. In just one minute from the study on the third floor to the bedroom on the second floor, she completely adjusted her emotions, at least in the On the surface, it looks no different from usual.

"Mummy? What are you smirking at?" Ye Xiaoyu's words sounded in Ye Xinyou's ears, and then a small fleshy hand dangled in front of her eyes, and then Ye Xiaoyu followed Ye Xinyou's line of sight, "No Is it just a window? What's there to see?"

Ye Xinyou, whose thoughts were interrupted, felt a little annoyed, she patted Ye Xiaoyu's butt lightly, and casually brought up a topic, "I want to eat your braised pork."

What?Ye Xiaoyu's face showed an unbelievable expression for a moment, and then he exclaimed, "The food cooked by the chef uncle is much more delicious than mine, why do you want me to cook it? Besides," Ye Xiaoyu folded his arms and bulged his cheeks Help, "You are an adult, you should have cooked it for me!"

Ye Xinyou took it for granted, and looked at Ye Xiaoyu with the same innocent expression, "But when I was in England, you always cooked for me. You are a genius, as long as you follow the recipe, you can make delicious dishes Come on, but I can't, even if it is made according to the recipe, it is still a pile of black charcoal. Don't you think your life is too long?"

Ye Xiaoyu was powerless, thinking of the food Ye Xinyou had tried, with a look of disgust on his face, when he was three or four years old, he was abused by his mother.Fortunately, I am no longer a three-year-old child, I am five years old!Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, "Okay, I'll do it, you help me!"

"Okay, okay! It would be even better if you can make other dishes besides braised pork!" Ye Xinyou nodded hurriedly, and dragged Ye Xiaoyu downstairs.There are usually a lot of ingredients in the Yan family's kitchen, so there is no need to worry about the ingredients.

When Yan Ziche went downstairs, he could smell the fragrance that filled the living room, and... the lively voice from the kitchen, "Is that so?" "Well, the stirring force should be stronger." Obvious , it was that immature voice that acted as the conductor.

Curiously walking to the place where he could see the kitchen, Yan Ziche couldn't help showing a smile on his face. Ye Xinyou really didn't seem to be a person who knew how to do housework, but he was just cooking a meal. Stained with flour, even the apron was stained with oil, and I was at a loss and even a little flustered.On the other hand, the kid beside her, wearing a small apron, gave out instructions one after another, and at the same time, he was constantly busy with his hands, looking completely methodical.

Yan Ziche's eyes turned from Ye Xinyou to Ye Xiaoyu, who was only one meter tall beside her. Thinking of the information he had collected, Yan Ziche's face was thoughtful. This little boy is not simple. It seems that he There is a problem with the data collected.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziche slowly backed away, and the moment he turned around, Ye Xiaoyu, who had been concentrating on him, turned his eyes to him.Yan Ziche's face froze, it was really... a rare experience for a child to find out that he was peeping.However, Yan Ziche instantly saw the expression on Ye Xiaoyu's face, and the original embarrassment disappeared instantly.He actually knew he was watching all along!

Yan Ziche clearly received the signal from Ye Xiaoyu's eyes, but in just a short moment, when he wanted to confirm again, Ye Xiaoyu had already turned his head and raised his head to help Ye Xinyou explain what to do next Do.

Yan Ziche's eyes gradually darkened, and an idea took shape in his mind. He strode back to the sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message on his mobile phone for the first time, "Check Ye Xiaoyu's information again, I want all of it."

After sending the text message, Yan Ziche turned on the TV and began to watch TV, but he kept paying attention to what was going on in the kitchen. It seemed that when the mother and son were together, they would always be noisy. Although it was a bit... disturbing, but listening will feel very at ease.As he listened, Yan Ziche had an illusion in his heart that this kind of life was like a simple family with a husband and wife and one child.

Immediately, Yan Ziche laughed, because he thought too much.I don't know who Ye Xiaoyu's father is, but he is willing to abandon Ye Xinyou and Ye Xiaoyu, and even make Ye Xinyou do such a dangerous job.However, he was also very fortunate that it was precisely because of this opportunity that he was able to justifiably take Ye Xinyou under his protection.

Just as he was thinking, the noisy voices gradually approached, Yan Ziche heard that they were about to come out, and his face showed a concentrated look on the TV, as if he didn't care about what happened around him at all.

Ye Xinyou quickly put the prepared soup on the glass dining table, then kept blowing on her hands, shouting while blowing, "It's so hot! It's so hot!"

Ye Xiaoyu seemed to have just seen Yan Ziche, picked up a piece of clean clothes, gently tugged it, and motioned Ye Xinyou to look behind, "Mummy."

"What?" Ye Xinyou turned her head and saw Yan Ziche who was sitting on the sofa with a concentrated face. She couldn't help showing embarrassment on her face. Quickly tore off the apron on her body and threw it into Ye Xinyou's arms, "Mr. Yan." She secretly cursed in her heart, what kind of evil fate is this, why do you always meet him in such an embarrassing way?

Yan Ziche seemed to notice it just now, with a smile on his face, "Well, it smells so good. I didn't expect that Ms. Ye is not only good at kung fu, but also good at cooking."

Ye Xinyou smiled awkwardly and waved her hands, wanting to explain that she didn't do it by herself, but Ye Xiaoyu reminded her in a low voice from behind, "I'm an ordinary kid!"

Ye Xinyou's body was suddenly covered with sweat, the expression on his face became more rigid, and he nodded slightly, "Yes, yes. When I usually have nothing to do, I will cook some nutritious meals for Xiaoyu at home , after all, he is a child, it is the time to grow tall and intelligent."

Yan Ziche seemed to be attracted by the fragrance, so he stood up from the sofa and walked to the dining table. Before Ye Xinyou invited him, he took the initiative to open the lid of the pot first, and the heat steamed out with the fragrance, Yan Ziche Close your eyes and be intoxicated, "It tastes good, this soup must taste good."

Ye Xinyou's face was embarrassing, and she blocked Ye Xiaoyu behind her without any trace, "Yes, do you want Mr. Yan to drink? Anyway, there are a lot of them. I can give Mr. Yan a bowl."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble Xinyou." Yan Ziche moved away from his usual seat and sat down, looking at Ye Xinyou who was standing not far from him, as if he didn't notice her embarrassment at all.

"No trouble." I didn't expect Yan Ziche to treat her politely as an invitation. Ye Xinyou felt that she wanted to die, so she turned her head and rushed to the kitchen. Ye Xiaoyu hugged her apron behind her and walked into the kitchen without saying a word Walk.

As expected, there were low voices of arguing in the kitchen, followed by the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground, Yan Ziche seemed to see Ye Xinyou clumsily knocking over a bowl in the cupboard, with a smile on his face. The meaning is even more obvious, Xinyou, after getting in touch with you, my life has become much more interesting.How could you let me let you go?
"I broke the bowl just now, Mr. Yan, you can use this first." After a while, Ye Xinyou came out with the plastic bowl specially prepared by the housekeeper for Ye Xiaoyu, lowered her head and refused to look at Yan Ziche, " I will go out to buy some bowls in the afternoon and come back.”

There was an unstoppable smile on Yan Ziche's face, and there was an obvious smile in his voice, "No need, let Xiaoyu go to the housekeeper. The housekeeper will make up for it. The Yan family has multiple copies of these things. , you don’t need to go out to buy them. Even if you don’t break them, the housekeeper will replace them regularly.”

"Yes, yes." Ye Xinyou still felt embarrassed, lowered her head and quickly filled a bowl full for Yan Ziche, and put it in front of Yan Ziche, but because she was in a hurry, she couldn't control her strength , the soup in the bowl spilled out, not only scalding Ye Xinyou's hand before she could take it back, but also Yan Ziche's pants. The soup flowed down the table and dripped precisely on Yan Ziche. on the thigh.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Ye Xinyou shook her hot and sore hand vigorously, while quickly using the other good hand to pull out the napkin flower folded with paper towels in the cup on the table.

Yan Ziche's reaction was fairly quick, and he pushed back immediately with the chair to avoid further suffering, but when he looked down, both legs were not spared, and he was about to ask Ye Xinyou's hand how he held it. The hand of the napkin appeared behind his vision, and then Yan Ziche saw Ye Xinyou shaking her hand while rubbing the other hand on her thigh, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! "

Yan Ziche's eyes turned to Ye Xinyou's hand covered with soup, and looked at her hand that was rapidly red and swollen, regardless of the burning pain and sticky feeling on her leg, she held Ye Xinyou firmly. Yuu's wrist, with a gloomy face, "Damn it! How did you get red so fast!"

With that said, before Ye Xinyou could react, he had already stood up, holding Ye Xinyou's hand tightly and walking towards the kitchen.

"Ah! No need!" Ye Xinyou seemed to remember something, and pulled her wrist vigorously, resolutely refusing to enter the kitchen, "Mr. Yan, you should hurry up and change your clothes. My hands don't matter!"

"How can it be okay? I'm wearing pants, so nothing will happen. Your hand touched the soup directly, and the whole palm of your hand was red. Why are you so stubborn?" Yan Ziche didn't believe Ye Xinyou's words, and insisted on pulling Ye Xinyou went to take a shower.

(End of this chapter)