It's just that Tang Su didn't go in the direction of the door, but came to the restaurant, turned on the lights in the restaurant, then pulled out a dining chair, coldly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Lin Ziyi who came over, and ordered, "Sit down." ”

Lin Ziyi glanced at Tang Su for some reason, knowing that he would definitely not harm himself, otherwise, he would not have agreed to let their mother and son live in Xiaofengluan Mountain for a year.

So, Lin Ziyi obediently walked over and sat down on the dining chair that Tang Su had opened.

Tang Su lowered his head and saw at a glance that Lin Ziyi's ten transparent feet were bare, which were whiter and tenderer than the little guy's feet, and the shoes that were originally worn on her feet were already on the child's feet at this time.

The color of the eyes sank slightly, like ink dyeing, bottomless.

After Lin Ziyi sat down, Tang Su stretched out his hand, and at a lightning speed, he pressed her right shoulder with one hand, clenched her right arm with the other, and then made another 180-degree reversal.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The little guy on the side trembled, and saw Lin Ziyi "Teng" standing up from the dining chair, stretched out his right hand to point at Tang Su, and shouted, "Tang Su, what are you going to do?"

Tang Su lifted his eyelids and glanced at Lin Ziyi lightly, clapped his hands, turned around and walked out of the restaurant and walked upstairs, without looking back, "Make my beef noodles and bring them to my room." ”

"Mom, your hands ......." The little guy walked up to Lin Ziyi and pulled the hem of her pajamas timidly, "It seems to be fine." ”

Lin Ziyi looked at his right hand stretched out in mid-air in a daze, and it took five seconds before he came back to his senses.

"What did that Tang Su say just now?"

"He said, "Let you make his beef noodles and bring them to his room." ”

Lin Ziyi stared at her son with wide eyes and incredulity, did she really ask her to make beef noodles for Tang Su, was there a mistake?!

..........

Half an hour later, the little guy opened the kitchen door and brought out a large bowl of steaming beef noodles from inside.

And in the restaurant, a certain woman is sitting on the table, sleeping soundly.

"Mom, wake up!" The little guy put the noodles on the table, grabbed Lin Ziyi's arm and shook them gently, "The beef noodles are ready, you can send them to your uncle quickly." ”

Lin Ziyi opened her sleepy eyes and glanced at her son, and when she saw the bowl of steaming beef noodles on the table, and the color and flavor were full, she suddenly woke up completely.

"Baby, you made this bowl of beef noodles?!" Lin Ziyi looked at the beef noodles and then at his son, and asked in shock.

Xiaoxi glanced at Lin Ziyi and said lightly, "Mom, what do you think?"

Lin Ziyi swept the kitchen and then the dining room, in the huge kitchen and dining room, there were indeed only their mother and son, and just now, she had no intention of making beef noodles for Tang Su at all, so she slept on the table.

So, to put it this way, such a steaming beef noodle with full color and flavor is really made by Xiaoxi.

"Baby, come, tell Mom, when will you learn to make beef noodles?" Lin Ziyi held his son's meaty face with a look of surprise and couldn't wait to ask.

The little guy glanced at Lin Ziyi again, and pulled away her hands that were almost trembling with excitement, "It's just these few weeks, Grandma Liu said that there will be no servants to take care of us in the future, and you are so busy, so let me learn to cook and take care of you!"