Cute Baby Looking For Daddy

Green and green palm trees, pink and white triangle plum, and countless tropical plants that white Xianxian has never seen. White Xianxian lies lazily on the rattan chair on the balcony. On the side of the small tea table are two plates of washed and cut fruits.

One is mangosteen with its shell peeled off. The white pulp is sweet and sour. It looks particularly appetizing.

The other is diced apples cut into pieces.

Apples are big, small, long, square and of all kinds of shapes.

Bai Xianxian took the fruit and forked a piece of mangosteen into the mouth. It's delicious.

It has to be said that for Mr. Li, who has never served anyone before, he can only do a good job of peeling mangosteen, which does not need any technical content. As for the diced apple, it can be said that it is terrible to see.

However, Bai Xianxian still thinks it's delicious.

It is rare that Mr. Li will take the initiative to serve her.

Last night, he couldn't help it. He didn't stop almost all night.

However, the interval between each time was much longer, perhaps because psychological cues worked. When she woke up, she had no other adverse reactions except weakness and weakness.

As soon as Mr. Li was happy, he cooked himself.

No matter how Bai Xianxian objected, he just didn't agree with her to cook.

Bai Xianxian imagined that Li Lingye should be in a hurry in the kitchen at the moment. He smiled at the corners of his lips, forked a piece of diced apple and fed it. Then he got up slowly, opened the door of the balcony and entered the room.

The diced apple is a bit ugly, but it tastes very sweet.

Mr. Li waited on her like this for the first time, and Bai Xianxing was very satisfied.

The elevator goes downstairs.

In the kitchen on the first floor, Li Lingye is busy wearing an apron.

Two fried dishes have been lost in the trash can.

One is burnt and can only be poured out when the heat is too high.

One takes sugar as salt. It's so sweet that you can't eat it.

Bai Xianxian pushes open the kitchen door and sees Li Lingye wearing an apron. Just about to laugh, she smells a burning smell, "Li Lingye, what are you cooking?"

"Fried eggs, I'll cook noodles for you, okay?"

"It's going to burn." Bai Xianxian rushed over with an arrow, pulled Li Lingye apart, and then skillfully turned over the fried eggs in the pot. "If it's a little late, it'll be burnt and you can't eat it."

Li Lingye looks at the egg turned over by Bai Xianxian and frowns, "I'll just make two noodles in water."

"Water for noodles?" Bai Xianxian said she didn't understand.

"You can lean on the sofa, watch TV and play with your mobile phone. I promise dinner will be served in ten minutes." Li Lingye gnashes his teeth. Nothing can embarrass him.

From small to large, no matter what he learns, he can be absolutely outstanding by just a little more than others.

It's just a meal. It's not difficult for him.

Bai Xianxian looked at his serious posture and couldn't pour cold water on him. "Li Lingye, I'm easy to feed. It's good to be full. I don't have to cook so much trouble." Yu Guang in the corner of his eye had seen the boiled dishes poured out in the garbage can. Bai Xianxian told himself that he must not be too demanding and expect too much. It's good if Mr. Li can cook.

"Uh huh." Li Lingye nods and pushes Bai Xianxian out.

Just cook noodles. When the water is boiled, there is no need to cover the pot after putting noodles in it. He has been staring at it all the time. In this way, it will definitely be cooked. It's just right.

So, ten minutes later, Mr. Li really brought out two bowls of noodles, which were boiled with water. As for other ingredients, he thought about it and still didn't put them.

This is the best way to avoid wasting food materials.

Otherwise, put it down. In case it's bad, throw it away and waste it again.

Although he is rich, money can't be wasted like this.

Bai Xianxian looked at the two bowls of noodles on the table. It was clear and clear. She was a little confused. How can I eat it?

Fortunately, after a while, Mr. Li took out all the seasoning bottles in the kitchen with a tray, "slender, dinner is ready."

Bai Xianxian picks up chopsticks and still doesn't know how to eat.

If you only eat noodles, what are those seasonings for?

It seems that he saw her full of doubts. Mr. Li said with a low smile: "I remember you like cold dishes best. Why don't you take this water and mix it with noodles to taste the taste?"

Bai Xianxian pinched it with chopsticks. The heat was OK. It was cooked before it was overcooked.

Bai Xianxian drained the water and began to act.

Salt, chicken essence, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, plus a tablespoon of peanut butter and chopsticks, she started.

"Delicious."

Maybe it's because I'm hungry. I think this noodles is especially delicious. After adding a little vinegar and sugar, it's sour and sweet.

"Really?" Li Lingye looks at Bai Xianxian feeding a mouthful of noodles in the mouth. He immediately feels that his stomach, which has been singing the empty city plan, is growling, "I'll try yours." he grabs Bai Xianxian's noodles impolitely, and then eats one mouthful. He is full of praise, "it's really delicious. Isn't the noodles cooked for his husband good?"

Bai Xianxian looked at Mr. Li, who was absolutely narcissistic. He could really put gold on his face. She mixed the bowl of noodles well, not to his credit. "Give it back to me." no, she meant to expose him, but after eating a mouthful of hungry, she had to get her own noodles back quickly, otherwise she would be hungry.

With that, she grabbed back her noodle bowl as soon as she reached out.

Li Lingye's face was empty. He had to learn from Bai Xianxian's appearance and drain the water from his bowl of noodles. Then he tried to recall the amount of seasoning Bai Xianxian had just added. He finally added it. He stirred the entrance. It was obvious that he added it in the same way as she did, but he frowned at the entrance. The taste was wrong.

Not at all.

There are two flavors when mixed with Bai Xianxian. He tastes terrible.

"Xian Xian..." Li Lingye pondered, but his eyes had fixed on the bowl of noodles of Bai Xian Xian.

"Huh?"

"You see, at least we are husband and wife. It was me who helped all the time last night. We ate half of our noodles and then changed them. It's also a taste of both flavors. How about?"

"You've tasted mine." Bai Xianxian immediately pointed out the point, and he took a big bite.

"Yes, you can taste mine now. Let's change it." Mr. Li said, impolitely exchanging the two bowls of noodles. The speed was amazing.

When Bai Xianxian reacts, the noodle bowl in front of him has been mixed by Li Lingye.

Thinking of his reaction, she carefully took a mouthful of noodles and almost didn't vomit. It was too salty.

And the color of this side is too dark.

This should be pouring too much soy sauce as old vinegar.

She couldn't eat at all here. She looked up and looked at Mr. Li. At this time, she was eating her share of noodles one mouthful after another, for fear that she might rob it back.

She shook her head. She poured the drained noodle soup back into the noodles, drained it out, and then added more ingredients and stirred it. This time, peanut butter was added more, especially fragrant and delicious. She was in a good mood.

Although Mr. Li robbed her face, she had her first experience in mixing it again, which was better.