"You don't understand!"
When the little guy heard the speech, he shook his head and sighed.
The Mo Yan Jue couldn't help frowning and asked in a cold voice, "what's your child sighing about?"
Little star looked at it with disgust, "Daddy, I'll tell you the truth. You're such a big pig's hoof can't live more than two episodes in the TV series. Do you know why?"
If this is put in the past, some father will be furious after hearing this, and give the little guy a fat beating.
But today, Mo Yan Jue didn't know that he was wrong with that string. He even asked modestly: "why?"
"Because you make Mommy angry and smug!" The little guy pointed out his dissatisfaction and gave him a big white eye. "Mummy is beautiful and kind-hearted. I don't care about you. If you change to another woman, you will be kneeling durian by your behavior just now."
Heard here, Mo Yan Jue's face has been difficult to see as pig liver color, can be said to be the best little guy has been chattering, completely ignored.
"I tell your dad, you'd better go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of steaming little wonton for Mommy, and then send it to Mommy's room. Maybe the kind-hearted Mommy will forgive you."
Although his face was ugly, Mo Yan Jue could not resist the attack.
Although the boy's words are not pleasant to listen to, but there seems to be a little truth, after all, he really made the little woman angry.
And think of her in the car so nervous and afraid, but still put out the fire for him, look at this should be a good coax.
"Daddy, that's all I can do for you. It's up to you to decide what to do next." When he finished, he moved the chair and patted a small man from the dining room.
Think carefully, cook a bowl of small wonton personally will not lose a piece of meat, what's the big deal?
He has dominated the market for many years. How can he be puzzled by a bowl of small wonton?
Full of confidence approached the kitchen, the results of the first step did not know what to do, and finally had to call the chef over.
When the chef saw that he cooked in person, the whole person was frightened and said, "young master, do you dislike the small ones for their bad cooking?"
Mo Yan Jue's face was expressionless, staring at the stove and worried, "it's not."
"What are you?"
The chef felt that his job was in danger, and he felt uneasy. The sweat on his forehead came down.
"Can't I just cook a bowl of wonton myself?"
Mo yanjue was annoyed by the chef and let out a angry voice.
"Yes... Yes!" The chef was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He immediately took the wrapped wonton out of the refrigerator and began to introduce him to the cooking steps one by one.
It is rare for him to follow the steps of the chef, step by step, and pursue perfection by himself.
On the last Sheng out of the steps, Mo Yan Jue due to the face of the problem to give people away.
Sprinkle coriander, sprinkle with sesame oil, a bowl of steaming small wonton out of the pot.
He held it in the palm of his hand, imagining the moving appearance of tears in his eyes after Mu Qiqi saw it. He couldn't help but hook up the corners of his lips and secretly laughed.
Step by step, he went upstairs carefully. He put up a POS that he thought was cool. Then he reached out and knocked on the door of Muqiqi's room
When the little guy heard the speech, he shook his head and sighed.
The Mo Yan Jue couldn't help frowning and asked in a cold voice, "what's your child sighing about?"
Little star looked at it with disgust, "Daddy, I'll tell you the truth. You're such a big pig's hoof can't live more than two episodes in the TV series. Do you know why?"
If this is put in the past, some father will be furious after hearing this, and give the little guy a fat beating.
But today, Mo Yan Jue didn't know that he was wrong with that string. He even asked modestly: "why?"
"Because you make Mommy angry and smug!" The little guy pointed out his dissatisfaction and gave him a big white eye. "Mummy is beautiful and kind-hearted. I don't care about you. If you change to another woman, you will be kneeling durian by your behavior just now."
Heard here, Mo Yan Jue's face has been difficult to see as pig liver color, can be said to be the best little guy has been chattering, completely ignored.
"I tell your dad, you'd better go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of steaming little wonton for Mommy, and then send it to Mommy's room. Maybe the kind-hearted Mommy will forgive you."
Although his face was ugly, Mo Yan Jue could not resist the attack.
Although the boy's words are not pleasant to listen to, but there seems to be a little truth, after all, he really made the little woman angry.
And think of her in the car so nervous and afraid, but still put out the fire for him, look at this should be a good coax.
"Daddy, that's all I can do for you. It's up to you to decide what to do next." When he finished, he moved the chair and patted a small man from the dining room.
Think carefully, cook a bowl of small wonton personally will not lose a piece of meat, what's the big deal?
He has dominated the market for many years. How can he be puzzled by a bowl of small wonton?
Full of confidence approached the kitchen, the results of the first step did not know what to do, and finally had to call the chef over.
When the chef saw that he cooked in person, the whole person was frightened and said, "young master, do you dislike the small ones for their bad cooking?"
Mo Yan Jue's face was expressionless, staring at the stove and worried, "it's not."
"What are you?"
The chef felt that his job was in danger, and he felt uneasy. The sweat on his forehead came down.
"Can't I just cook a bowl of wonton myself?"
Mo yanjue was annoyed by the chef and let out a angry voice.
"Yes... Yes!" The chef was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He immediately took the wrapped wonton out of the refrigerator and began to introduce him to the cooking steps one by one.
It is rare for him to follow the steps of the chef, step by step, and pursue perfection by himself.
On the last Sheng out of the steps, Mo Yan Jue due to the face of the problem to give people away.
Sprinkle coriander, sprinkle with sesame oil, a bowl of steaming small wonton out of the pot.
He held it in the palm of his hand, imagining the moving appearance of tears in his eyes after Mu Qiqi saw it. He couldn't help but hook up the corners of his lips and secretly laughed.
Step by step, he went upstairs carefully. He put up a POS that he thought was cool. Then he reached out and knocked on the door of Muqiqi's room
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