One Second for My Daughter / One Second for My Daughter

In terms of the attributes of Hei Changzhi, the dance clothes faithfully inherited the characteristics of Shiyu of Kasumigaoka.

"I'm very obedient. I definitely didn't try to find the little yellow book that my father hid, and I definitely didn't try to find the traces of my father browsing the little yellow net!"

Daughter, you are a typical representative of the three hundred taels of silver in this place.

After listening to Wu Yi's words, Wu Shen couldn't help but feel very fortunate.In order to prevent the dirty dance clothes from discovering his own sexuality, today he deliberately gave up the paper doujinben with tears and gave it to two good friends, An Yi Lun and Nishimura Yingqi.

Then carefully clear every browsing history of suspected dangerous areas.As a three-good youth in the new era, how could Wu Shen know the detailed information and information of exhentai, XX network disk, XXX cloud disk, P station and other websites!

A large number of neon Japanese love action blockbusters and Lifan saved in the computer are all encrypted and hidden by Wu Shen.Father's Love is Like a Mountain series is directly deleted just in case!

Bah, I don't know what Ellie is!

"Hum, how's it going? You didn't find anything in the dance clothes, did you? I've always been very decent."

Because of the perfect handling in advance, Wu Shen couldn't help choking.

As a dad, you have to be a role model!

"Hey."

Wu Yi didn't refute, just sighed deeply.

"What are you sighing? It's just that no evidence is found, so you won't be so lost, right?"

"No, I'm just thinking. Dad, at an energetic and energetic age, doesn't have any pornography at all. Wuyi is seriously worried now whether Dad has symptoms of frigidity."

The sleeves of the dance clothes cover the face, and it seems that the tears of worry are about to fall.

But because of her daughter's urination, Wu Shen dared to make sure that she was snickering by covering her face.This is a fake and real acting, hurry up to win the next Oscar statuette.

"The young people today are really broken. I think when I was as young as you in the dance clothes, I was regarded as a good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor. You, rummaging through the cabinets, don't always think about it. Make big news."

Afterwards, Wu Shen gave Xiazhiqiu Wuyi a sincere and sincere version of a long talk.There is a saying that education should start with children.

When Wu Shen was talking vigorously, Wu Yi's stomach suddenly growled.

"Dad, I'm hungry! Shall we eat first and then educate later?"

Wu Yi was rubbing against Wu Shen's body like a kitten, and he had to sigh lightly, and lightly flicked her small forehead.

"It's not an example, you know?"

"Hee hee, got it."

Wu Yi was very obedient, but Wu Shen saw her quirky eyes and knew that she must not reflect seriously.

When Wu Shen walked to the kitchen, the dance clothes followed closely like a small tail.

"What to eat tonight?"

Originally, Wu Shen planned to use the remaining materials to make noodles again, but after seeing Wuyi's extremely expectant eyes, he finally swallowed the words.

Opened the refrigerator and glanced at the ingredients inside. There was flour left, and there was still a bag of shrimp in the refrigerator, so Wu Shen gave the answer: "Shrimp rice nugget soup."

"It's been a hard day, and it's time to reward yourself with hot soup."

In addition, the fresh fragrance of shrimp, the wonderful fusion of sesame oil and soup, and the small gnocchi that melt in your mouth, the taste is simply unparalleled.If you don't like the taste of seafood, you can also add some vinegar and other seasonings to make it sweet and sour.

When Wu Shen was sick with a cold and didn't want to eat bland rice porridge when he was a child, he used pimple soup as a substitute at home.

Peeling the shrimp skin, scooping the pimples, and cooking the soup, I won't go into details. In about a few dozen minutes, the fresh and hot nugget soup is out of the pot.

"Dad's cooking skills are really superb. Why didn't you try to go to Totsuki's school?"

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Wuyi asked with some doubts.

"Far Moon?"

Wu Shen then remembered that he seemed to have seen their introduction on TV, as if it was an academy specializing in training chefs.

"What are you doing in that kind of place. When I have time, I will take you to the New Oriental of the Celestial Dynasty to open your eyes."

Wu Shen dragged his cheeks and chuckled lightly.

"New Oriental? What is that stuff, can I eat it?

"New Oriental Cooking School. My level is at best a trash fish."

Wu Shen shrugged his shoulders. He was not a chef, and he knew that he would definitely not be admitted to a school like Yuanyue.

"Cooking skills take time to hone. My level is far worse than my mother's. So don't underestimate every housewife in the Chinese dynasty, they are all like beings."

Wuyi has never left Neon since she was a child, and the only Chinese cuisine she has ever eaten is from Wu Shen.

So when I heard that such delicious food cooked by my father could not surpass even his own mother in his hometown, I couldn't help but sigh how many monster chefs there are in China.

"I really want to eat my grandma's cooking!"

As a child, Wuyi is outspoken, saying whatever comes to mind.

"I'll take you to try it when I have time, let's see the opportunity..."

Wu Shen patted her little head and made a promise, but smiled, "What are you doing in that kind of place. When I have time, I will take you to the New Oriental of the Celestial Dynasty to open your eyes."

Wu Shen dragged his cheeks and chuckled lightly.

"New Oriental? What is that stuff, can I eat it?