For Zhan's father and son with obsessive-compulsive cleanliness disorder, it's like hearing great bad news.

Zhan hanjue roared: "Zhan Fengxian, wash the lid of the pot."

"Battle Impatiens naked eye inspection:" clean, not dirty

Zhan Su just wanted to avoid a disaster and stood up in a panic: "Daddy, Mommy, I'll go to school to pick up Tong Bao."

Zheng Ling said curiously, "is it still early for my sister to finish school?"

Zhan hanjue knew that Zhan Su always didn't eat outside food, and he couldn't accept Yan Zheng's dark cooking, so he helped Zhan Su out. "Su Su was busy with the company yesterday. I haven't met my sister yet. Let him go. "

Zheng Ling said, "OK."

In the kitchen, when Yan Zheng washes the inner pot of the rice cooker, Impatiens pours rice into the rice cooker without inner bladder and plugs in the electricity

When Yan Zheng came back after washing the inner pot, he saw the rice inside. You stare at me and I stare at you.

Impatiens chuckles, Yan Zheng quickly covers the mouth of Impatiens, "don't laugh. If you let those two cleaning addicts outside know, they may not know how to wash us. "

Impatiens nodded, two people do all the way, all the way wrong, all the way out of order.

When cooking, the Impatiens grabbed the lemon detergent and poured it into the hot pot.

Yan Zheng looked at the three words "detergent" and felt that something was wrong.

"What did you pour?" Yan Zheng asked.

"Oil." Phoenix fairy road.

Yan Zheng's face is very ugly, "but it clearly says detergent, is this oil?"

Impatiens naturally said: there are many kinds of oil, many brands. Maybe detergent is the brand name of oil. "

Yan Zheng "Oh", nodded, "it's reasonable."

Then he picked up the detergent and poured some into the pot, saying: "put more oil, the fried dishes are delicious."

Zhan hanjue heard the stealing sound of Yan Zheng's Impatiens in the kitchen, and his heart hung up.

"Zheng Ling, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look." Zhan hanjue kisses Xia Zhengling's forehead, then gets up and walks to the kitchen.

When you open the kitchen door, you see a mess on the ground.

Pots and pans were scattered everywhere, and on the ground lay all kinds of seafood and vegetable leaves.

Zhan hanjue's eyes swept around the kitchen. At last, his eyes fell on the bottle of detergent.

Zhan hanjue's sexy lips make an evil smile.

To make sure that the two fried dishes can't enter the stomach, Zhan hanjue went into the kitchen, quickly boiled water, and then sprinkled the noodles into the water.

He has long hands and feet, and is walking around in the kitchen. Even if you do such a fiery thing, it gives you a sense of dignity.

Yan Zheng and Impatiens looked at him admiringly.

Heart Belly Fei, God is also too unfair, give this man adverse appearance, burst table intelligence quotient, even give him this kind of ability to adjust the small skills of feeling Qu.

Yan Zheng couldn't help joking: "how can you do everything?"

Zhan hanjue despised Yan Zheng and showed off his happiness: "I will learn what Zheng Ling likes to eat. That's the way to be husband. "

Yan Zheng was defeated by the blow.

Just because of Xiaoqiang's spirit, Yan Zheng was not satisfied with his way: "who hasn't got a daughter-in-law yet? Shit, from now on, I'll... Learn."

"Then you have to work hard. I started when I was 18. And you're not as talented as me. Come into the kitchen more in the future! "

With that, he took up his sunny and snowy face and went out.

Yan Zheng and Impatiens are not willing to be outdone. They bring all their dishes to the table.

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