Nan Cat sat on the sofa and drank yogurt seriously, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and the yogurt must be drunk before you can start the day's plan, so this is the first important thing every day, and it is natural to do it seriously.

Nanmao used a straw and didn't tear off the plastic paper cover, so he didn't ask Tang An to lick the lid.

Tang An didn't care about her, and planned to go to the kitchen, whether Meng was really preparing breakfast.

Pushing open the kitchen door, it was filled with fragrance and moisture, and there was a beautiful back, Sang Mengmeng's long hair was pulled up, wrapped in a hair pocket, heavy. Tang An remembered that every time his mother went into the kitchen to cook, it was the same, so that her hair would not fall into the food.

Sang Mengmeng tied an apron, the belt of the apron tied the waist, thin, revealing a bit of delicate feeling, as a girl, such a waist has the lightness of willows, but under the waist that can be grasped, the hip line suddenly became round and full, there is no inevitable bloat of a mature woman, but it is like a peach that has just become pink, when it exudes fragrance well.

Sang Mengmeng was busy, picking up the pot for a while, stirring with a spoon for a while, lowering her head and adding salt, removing the bangs stuck to her forehead for a while, tasting the saltiness for a while, frowning, and adding a little salt, as if she was really concentrating on preparing a family breakfast.

Every woman will have a different beauty when she shows a different side on weekdays, Tang An likes women who can do housework seriously, such girls are very few now, they only want to ask for all kinds of pampering as a matter of course, they just want to enjoy the feeling of a little princess, but the requirements for men are getting higher and higher.

A girl who lives like a little princess in real life, but is willing to run to the kitchen to be busy, must be because she not only knows how to take, but also knows how to do something for others.

Tang An looked at Sang Mengmeng, and felt that her serious appearance at this time was more suitable for her than when she usually wore Hanfu or any other clothes, and she was peaceful and quiet.

"In?" Sang Mengmeng said without looking back.

Tang An was slightly embarrassed and coughed lightly, but she didn't expect her to find out...... Although he secretly took a bath, it was not the same thing, and he was caught looking at her behind her back, and it still felt like an embarrassing feeling of shame between the opposite sex.

"I didn't expect you to really be able to get out of the hall and enter the kitchen. Tang An sincerely admired, the familiar appearance, she entered the kitchen by no means to be pretentious.

"What about the other sentence?" Sang Mengmeng turned around, winked at Tang An, and turned back again.

Tang An was stunned for a moment, and there was another sentence Could it be that he got a gum?

"I can get out of the hall, I can get into the kitchen, I can write code, I can check the virus, I can kill the Trojan horse, I can climb the wall, I can afford to drive a good car, I can afford to buy a new house, I can fight the second wife, I can beat the hooligans......" Sang Mengmeng muttered, then stopped, and turned back to peace.

"What else?" Tang An couldn't help but ask, he was a little familiar with this paragraph, and he often heard it

"I can learn the ...... of a puppy," Sang Meng smiled cutely.

Tang An felt that facing Sang Mengmeng was more embarrassing than facing Zhang Yuying, after all, it was used to talking casually with Zhang Yuying, but Zhang Yuying would not talk about women and dogs.

Sang Mengmeng is different, it seems that she doesn't mind being a little, such a girl is certainly a boyfriend's dream stunner, but Tang An and Sang Mengmeng are not in this relationship, there is a feeling of being molested.

"Well, you can do anything, you're the best. Tang An admired helplessly.

"Come, taste it. Sang Mengmeng sandwiched a dumpling.

Tang An went to get the chopsticks, but Sang Mengmeng didn't let him, avoided it, and stuffed it into Tang An's mouth.

Tang An had no choice but to open his mouth, but Sang Mengmeng withdrew his chopsticks again, blew the dumplings, and said, "I forgot, it's a little hot......"

After blowing a little cold, Sang Mengmeng stuffed the dumplings again, and this time directly stuffed them into Tang An's mouth.

It seems that there is still a fragrant dumpling in her mouth, Tang An bit it gently, it is still a little hot, the dumpling skin is thin, glutinous and soft and tender, after biting the skin, there is a sweet soup overflowing, moisturizing the lips, teeth and tongue, and then biting, the meat filling inside seems to fall apart in the mouth, so that every taste bud is satisfied.

Tang An couldn't help but exclaim, "It's exactly the same taste as the dumplings made by my mother, this is her exclusive secret recipe!"

Tang An is used to eating her mother's cooking, it can be said that if she goes to be a chef, she can open a famous private restaurant, which is full of praise from the most picky diners, but even if Tang An often joins in the kitchen, he has not learned his mother's cooking skills of the three successful husbands, and she has not carefully explained many exquisite skills to Tang An, and she doesn't seem to care much about whether Tang An can learn to cook well.

"Yes, haven't you learned?" Sang Mengmeng was a little proud.

Tang An nodded a little jealously, he really didn't learn...... originally thought that I would never be able to eat such a unique dumpling again, but who knew that Sang Mengmeng would be able to make the same taste as her mother.

"Do you know why Aunt Tang taught me?" Sang Mengmeng sandwiched another dumpling and blew it cool on the side of his mouth.

"Why?" Tang An asked suspiciously, not even teaching his own son.

Sang Mengmeng stuffed this dumpling for Tang An to eat first, and then said, "Didn't she tell you...... If a man can cook, then he can only be a cook, either go out to work as a cook, or return home, or cook for the family, how hard is it? So as a mother, of course, cooking skills are only passed on to her future daughter-in-law, son, some can eat, no need to learn how to cook. ”

After speaking, Sang Mengmeng smiled slightly, and was a little shy.

Needless to say, the meaning of the words is too clear...... Or it is enough to understand that Tang Anxin has mixed feelings, both the warmth of selfish love for his mother, and many entanglements...... Could it be that her mother really intends to match herself and Sang Mengmeng?

But if her mother really meant this, why had she never mentioned Sang Mengmeng to herself before, nor had she ever revealed anything about it? Even when she recommended Sang Mengmeng to be Sang Mengmeng's assistant, she only heard it from Sang Mengmeng's mouth.

This kind of arrangement after leaving, conveyed by another person, will more or less make Tang An feel that the credibility is not 100%.

Tang An thought about his own affairs, and was unconsciously fed three more dumplings by Sang Mengmeng.

With a sweet smile on Mengmeng's face, Tang An had to admit that he did feel a little heartbeat, but this sudden encounter like peach blossom luck made Tang An feel a little unreal.

Tang An only hopes for real, natural and simple emotions, without such and such arrangements, it should be two people who don't know each other at all, because of something or something, they meet, they are familiar, they have a good impression of each other, and then they come together.

The dumplings are delicious, Tang An thinks it's better to have breakfast together first.