Ye Qilan also got up early. He went downstairs to see Su Hongxing's busy figure. His eyes were slightly heavy: "didn't you invite a servant?"

If so, why do you have to do it yourself? Look at her posture, she got up early in the morning.

"Wake up early and do it yourself. Don't you like my breakfast? It'll be ready soon. " Su Hongxing let Ye Qilan out of the kitchen. She brought out all the breakfast.

Ye Qilan didn't speak any more and helped to fight. Su Hongxing didn't stop him. He didn't like to enter the kitchen before. Male chauvinism made him feel that the kitchen was not the place where men should enter.

It can be seen that he still doesn't like the kitchen, which is detrimental to his image as a big man.

When ye Qilan ate breakfast, he chewed carefully, and a feeling came to his heart. Although Su Hongxing didn't say anything, he knew that she specially made breakfast for him, because green vegetables, porridge and side dishes were his favorites.

Of course, before he met her, he disdained to eat such a simple Chinese breakfast. Because it is made of Suhong apricot and has the taste of home, it has naturally become his favorite.

"Delicious, or the original taste." Ye Qilan turned his eyes to see Su Hongxing, with an indelible affection in his eyes.

"Eat more if it's delicious." Su Hongxing smiled and added, "I find you are very good."

It's just a breakfast. It can make him happy.

Ye Qilan was very supportive and swept up. Su Hongxing looked at him and was a little tangled: "can't you support it?"

She would like to say that she made breakfast for several people. As a result, ye Qilan almost finished it with her. What do others eat?

"It's delicious. Wife, your cooking is getting better and better. But there's no need to cook in person in the future. You're busy with your work and have to take care of your children. You don't have to do this little thing yourself, otherwise it's meaningless to hire a servant. " Ye Qilan felt almost done, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks.

He can finish such a delicious breakfast alone. Why should he leave it to others?

Of course, he won't say such words, lest Su Hongxing say he is childish.

"I'm not tired at work and my children are obedient. They go to bed early in the evening. As soon as they go to bed, they arrive at dawn. They don't make noise and are easy to take... "

"Listen to me. There's no need to do it yourself. Cooking once a year is enough! " Ye Qilan interrupts Su Hongxing's explanation and insists on her own opinion.

Su Hongxing had no choice but to accept him reluctantly.

So when Qiao Qiao and Mrs. Jiang went downstairs, the servant had already made another breakfast.

Little Pudding saw Su Hongxing and ye Qilan sitting together and quickly ran to Ye Qilan: "Dad, feed me breakfast."

"You are a little adult. Eat by yourself." Ye Qilan didn't have time to pay attention to the pudding.

"Mom, feed me." Little Pudding continues to find a sense of existence, just playing the game of striving for favor.

Su Hongxing saw through the child's tricks at a glance and took her bowl with a smile: "come on, mom, feed you."

"Mom is so beautiful and gentle. She is the best mother in the world." The pudding looked at Su Hongxing admiringly and poured the soup.

Su Hongxing pinched the pudding's face and glanced at Ye Qilan. She found that he was staring at the pudding. She was obviously surprised by the pudding's pet fighting skills.

She whispered with a smile, "she's like you at this point."

The child is too smart and can look at people's eyes. Now he has a sense of crisis and tries to brush his sense of existence.

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