Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin with a red face and muttered, "I... Am hurt."

Pei Yilin said quickly, "I will be very careful and very light."

Song Qian's heart was warm. She might know that she was the first and only person he wanted to touch, but he still had to ask for permission, right?

"Don't forget, there are still conflicts between us!" Song Qian made fun of him on purpose.

Pei Yilin couldn't help but kiss Song Qian's eyes again and coax, "Don't be angry, okay?"

"Not good." Song Qian insisted.

"Qian." Pei Yilin couldn't bear it. "You know, it's hard to hold back a man's emotions when they come up."

"It's hard, not impossible." Song Qian said indifferently, "I don't want it anyway."

"Qian!" Pei Yilin raised his voice. "How can you do this to me?"

Song Qian held back his bad smile and said, "Don't you want me not to be angry? Then show some sincerity, hold it back, and then, go make breakfast for me!"

Pei Yilin thought for a moment and asked, "Hold it back, will you stop being angry?"

The "Little duck" that he had woken up leaned against her through his trousers and moved in agony, but could only endure it.

"I can stay calm for a while." Song Qian said, "From now on, it's up to you! Besides, you can't touch me without my permission."

Pei Yilin's face turned black. How long would he have to hold it back?

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it. The worst outcome is that you make me a human specimen and hang me up in your dormitory as a decoration! I can accept it."

"You're ruthless!"

Pei Yilin gave a loud thud and kissed Song Qian on the lips again. This time, it was a completely overbearing bite. There was no order, no emotion, and it was all punishment.

Song Qian was almost out of breath from the kiss before Pei Yilin finally let her go.

"You'd better think it through quickly, or else you'll look good!" With a cold threat, Pei Yilin heaved a sigh of relief and got out of bed.

Song qian looked at Pei Yilin, wondering what he was going to do.

Is he... Going to find another woman to deal with it?

"Hey, Mr. Pei, I have a cleanliness fetish. If you ask me to marry you and touch another woman, I will kick you away!" Song Qian reminded.

"You think too much." Pei Yilin's tone was rough. "It's not you. I'm not interested in any woman bringing me to bed."

Song Qian doubted the credibility of the words, but looking at Pei Yilin's serious face...

She could just trust him for once!

"Song Qian, listen up. I have a clean fetish too. If you really have another man in your heart, I'll kill one, I'll kill two, I'll kill two!" Then he opened the door and left.

The corner of Song Qian's lips moved awkwardly. She did not doubt Pei Yilin's words at all, but Yuchi Haolan's deep, melancholy eyes popped out of her mind.

Her heart tightened, and every time she thought of Yuchi Haolan, and her face overlapped with that of her older brother when she was a child, she felt a pang that made her unable to breathe.

If Yuchi Haolan was really her old friend, what would she do...

Pei Yilin came to the kitchen and his suit was still tight, which made him uncomfortable.

Damn Song Qian, she's practically punishing him!

Moreover, this kind of physical punishment is really uncomfortable!

Pei Yilin washed the pot and poured half the oil into it. After that, he put more than twenty eggs in it and fried a pot of rice. It was difficult for the spatula to move.

The kitchen fumes were rising and choking, and Pei Yilin held his breath. All the spices on the kitchen table were put into the pot. Based on the feeling, this one should be put in more, that one should be put in less. Moreover, the more he worked, the more he worked. He felt that his first work must be super delicious!

Qian Mengmeng choked and walked over to see that her dear father had not turned on the range hood.

She hurriedly walked over, turned on the range hood, opened the windows for air, and then closed the kitchen door, so as not to disturb mommy's rest.

"Daddy, why are mommy and I so good at cooking, and you..." Qian Mengmeng couldn't bear to continue.

For the first time, she was glad that her talent for cooking had been inherited from mommy. Otherwise, if she was like daddy, how could she live?

"What am I?" Pei Yilin said in a bad tone. "Do you know how delicious this egg-fried rice will be?"

Pei Yilin moved the spatula again, looked at the cigarette machine with a magical look, and said, "This thing is quite useful! The oil in the kitchen disappeared in a flash! Who invented it?"

Qian Mengmeng was so helpless. "Daddy, are you sure you went through the kitchen?"

"Of course I did!" Pei Yilin was so loud.

Seeing Qian Mengmeng's disbelieving and suspicious eyes, Pei Yilin raised his eyes and said, "Cooking is a woman's job!"

"One day I'll ask uncle yuchi if he can. If he can, I'll take his side." Qian Mengmeng dropped a cool sentence that completely shocked Pei Yilin.

"Good girl!" Pei Yilin quickly stopped Qian Mengmeng. "Daddy's egg fried rice is delicious. Try it later."

Qian Mengmeng looked at the pot of egg-fried rice with disgust and said, "Daddy, as a daughter, I advise you not to bring it to mommy. Otherwise, mommy might have been ready to forgive you, but as soon as she ate that egg-fried rice, she ran away from home."

With that, Qian Mengmeng shook his head and left with a sigh.

Pei Yilin stood there in a daze. He had never... Ever been so despised!

Pei Yilin didn't believe it. The smell was very, very good!

He wanted her Qian to take the first bite, and then praise him with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

A handsome man who cooks so well, can't the world tolerate him?

Thinking about it, Pei Yilin was very happy.

Pei Yilin put three bowls of rice on the table, then went to the kitchen to make two cups of milk for his daughter and fiancee, a family of three breakfast, presided over by him, his heart was a joy!

At this time, Faang Zikuang came back after finishing his work and saw three bowls of egg-fried rice on the table. He sat down, scooped up a mouthful and put it into his mouth.

"Grass!" Faang Zikuang spat out all the egg-fried rice in his mouth and drank a few mouthfuls of water. "Which one of these eyeless egg-fried rice? Salt costs nothing? And there's a strange smell!"

Pei Yilin stood at the kitchen door and looked at Faang Zikuang, then at the food that had been spat all over the floor. He clenched his fists and resisted the urge to beat Faang Zikuang up.

"You?" Faang Zikuang pointed at Pei Yilin and looked at the food on the table. "Did your chef come in through the back door?"

The air pressure around Pei Yilin became cold and oppressive, and his dark face became uglier and uglier.

"Come here." Pei Yilin smiled but did not smile.

Faang Zikuang sensed a bad vibe, but he was a cheap person. The more dangerous something was, the more interested he became.

Faang Zikuang approached Pei Yilin and said with a smile, "Elder brother Yilin, don't look at me with that expression. I like women! Unless you dress up as a woman! Maybe I'll be interested in you!"

Faced with Faang Zikuang's teasing, Pei Yilin did not get angry, but instead hooked his hand to Faang Zikuang.

Fang zikuang got closer and closer. Just as he was about to say something, Pei Yilin suddenly made a move to subdue him.

Faang Zikuang's first reaction was to hide and shout, "Elder brother Yilin, what are you doing?"

Pei Yilin didn't say a word, but he was quick and ruthless. Faang Zikuang resisted a few times. He was no match, so he could only be captured.

"Elder brother Yilin, did you eat explosives? Use all your skills to me!" Faang Zikuang had a bad feeling. "Didn't shallow baby talk you through, so you wanted to kill me?"

"I'm doing it for your own good..." Fang zikuang was so aggrieved.

Pei Yilin's gloomy expression remained the same. He pressed Faang Zikuang against the wall and locked Faang Zikuang's hand.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Faang Zikuang shouted.

"You have to admit that you made those egg fried rice, do you hear me?" Pei Yilin said coldly.

"Me?" Fang zi's face was dark and calm. "I just came back. Where did I do it?"

Then, Faang Zikuang realized and said, "Oh, my god! Don't tell me you did it!"

"You did that!" Pei Yilin said word by word, "Do you want to live or not?"

"I want to live." Faang Zikuang said with certainty, "But why should I be blamed?"

Faang Zikuang was very unhappy that he wanted to be the unlucky one. That egg-fried rice was really a bit too bad to eat. His wise life would be ruined because of that bowl of rice!

"You really are! If you can't do it, don't do it! Give it to the dog. Even the dog doesn't have to eat it!" Faang Zikuang muttered.

"You did it!" Pei Yilin emphasized this sentence, and his dark eyes flashed with light. "Besides, you have to take the lead and eat up all those egg fried rice."

"What!" Faang Zikuang wailed. "Elder brother Yilin, is this your new criminal law?"

Faang Zikuang was completely in the minefield, and Pei Yilin turned Faang Zikuang's hand back.

"Kacha -"

Faang Zikuang's hand was dislocated.

"Ouch -" just as Faang Zikuang's screams came out, Pei Yilin shoved them into the rag.

Faang Zikuang's mouth was so dirty that he was about to cry. He lived such a big life. He was the one who messed with others. He had never been messed with before!

Pei Yilin took the rag away and asked Faang Zikuang, "Do you want to try again?"

Fang zi vomited several mouthfuls and shook his head. In front of Pei Yilin, he was defeated!

Pei Yilin nodded with satisfaction. "Then do as I say, or I'll skin you!"

Faang Zikuang's back went numb, dislocated first, then smelly rags, and then resisted. Pei Yilin could have peeled him off!

"Elder brother Yilin, it's immoral of you to do this!" Faang Zikuang wanted to cry without tears.

Thinking that the terrible egg fried rice should be made by him, it would be very aggrieved to think about it!

"Want to be skinned?" Pei Yilin said coldly.

"Then you strip me." Faang Zikuang treated death as if it were his own. "That awful egg-fried rice will leave a stain on my life!"

"Faang Zikuang!" Pei Yilin's aura was so strong. "I've thought about it. Peeling off your skin will make you die too quickly. Why don't you do something else?"

Faang Zikuang clearly saw the playful smile in Pei Yilin's dark eyes.

This man is really evil!

"Elder brother Yilin, for the sake of our friendship, let me go! At least I am a man of great character! That terrible egg fried rice..."

"Don't say that the food is terrible!" Pei Yilin was upset.

What about his first work? How bad is it to eat?

He was so proud that he wanted to use it to please song qian and Qian Mengmeng!