Qingqing sat on the sofa, naughtily used the elasticity of the sofa to bounce her little buttocks, pointed to the TV screen with her right hand, and smiled so that her eyes were crooked into the moon.

"Poof! little fool!"

Nie Zheng couldn't help laughing, he laughed more than thirty years before the time travel today, and he laughed like a fool every time, if he told others that he was an ace killer, it would probably become the biggest joke.

"Puppy run, run, oops, oops, the bad duck is catching up!"

Qingqing's dynamics seemed to be watching a Hollywood blockbuster, which caused Nie Zheng to stretch his neck.

Oh, and it's not a mermaid princess on TV, it's a duck chasing a puppy, which is actually similar to the cat and mouse seen on Earth.

Entertainment in Blue Star is very different from that of Earth, and neither books, movies, nor songs are the same.

Nie Zheng thinks this is the most interesting place, he doesn't need to be a killer anymore, he can make 100 million yuan at will, it's very simple, or sell a set of Hollywood blockbuster scripts to film companies, or sell a global hit single to a record company, or stay at home, find a novel website on the Internet and roughly imitate it.

Nie Zheng is unwilling to do that, in this world, he is willing to be an ordinary person and live the most ordinary life, this is his ultimate goal in the past thirty years, what is it to become a star singer writer, he is unwilling, although, his singing voice is not bad, his writing is good, a person who can only be friends with his shadow, can sing a good voice, write good articles, it is a natural thing.

Sou!

Nie Zheng retracted into the bathroom all of a sudden, but he couldn't let his daughter see himself like this, otherwise where would his father's dignity be and what kind of dignity would he become.

He used a brush to almost wipe off a layer of skin on his body, sniffed it a few times, and confirmed that he was already very "fragrant" before walking out of the living room.

"Qingqing, smell Dad's fragrance!"

Scold--

Nie Zheng was completely disappointed, Qingqing did not rub his nose against his face enthusiastically as he had just now, but immersed himself in the TV, laughing "giggle".

Not bad - ahem - ignored him as a dad!

Dad's dignity can't be lost!

"Qingqing! come here!" Nie Zheng grimaced, he was jealous--- the object was a duck and a dog.

"Yes!"

Qingqing raised her little hand as if asking a question to the teacher, and slowly moved her body, but her little head was still facing the TV.

Hey, Nie Zheng admitted defeat, so he had to take a step forward and cater to this little princess.

"Qingqing, smell it, Dad is not fragrant. ”

Nie Zheng felt like a bad old man abandoned by his children, and his words were sour.

"Uh-huh, hmm, fragrant!" Qingqing looked up and sniffed under Nie Zheng's chin in a funny way, very perfunctory.

"Okay, when Dad smells Qingqing, it's not fragrant!"

Qingqing's perfunctory gesture was enough to satisfy this cold-blooded killer, and he still wanted to relive the warm interaction with his daughter just now.

"Well, Qingqing is so fragrant!" Nie Zheng sniffed on Qingqing's face, he wanted to kiss his daughter, but this decisive man didn't have the courage, Qingqing's face was fragrant with milk, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's creamy." ”

"The cream is delicious!"

The word "cream" suddenly diverted Qingqing's attention, she blinked at Nie Zheng, and said coquettishly: "Dad, do you like to eat cream?"

Nie Zhengs understood in seconds, to deal with this baby daughter, you must find a topic that interests her, but this is difficult, after all, he has a generation gap of more than 20 years with her.

"Dad, you touch Qingqing's belly, isn't it much smaller. ”

Qingqing didn't wait for Nie Zheng to answer, and pitifully grabbed Nie Zheng's big hand and touched her little belly.

The child's belly was originally bulging, Nie Zheng was very comfortable to touch, and said with a smile: "No, it's still so big, like a watermelon, it's ripe, it's ready to eat." ”

"No, it was bigger this morning, it's a lot smaller now. Qingqing was unconvinced: "Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Millet porridge, eggs, and jelly fruits are all digested!"

"Poof! it's jelly!" Nie Zheng corrected, he understood instantly, and touched Qingqing's head, "Qingqing is hungry, right?"

"Hungry!"

"Then what is Qingqing going to eat?"

"I don't know!" Qingqing's expectant little eyes just now were gone, and her hands were clasped in front of her chest, like a little adult, with a bulging face and a very unhappy look.

"Qingqing, Dad is very powerful, he is a chef, he knows how to do everything, but he can only do it if the little princess says what he likes. ”

Nie Zheng put Qingqing on his lap and hugged her, he didn't brag, as a killer, in addition to performing tasks, he just stayed at home, others said that instant noodles were a good friend of lonely people, Nie Zheng didn't think so, he could get self-liberation in the kitchen, and the things he made didn't necessarily eat, but he enjoyed the process very much, and over time, he really knew everything.

"Auntie will scold!" Qingqing said aggrievedly.

It turned out that Tang Ning issued a ban on what this little guy wanted to eat, and Nie Zheng was suddenly blessed to his heart, and whispered in Qingqing's ear: "You secretly tell Dad what he likes to eat, but Auntie can't hear it." ”

"Hmm. Qingqing made a microphone with her hands and whispered in Nie Zheng's ear: "KFC, but my aunt said that you can only eat it once a month, and I have already eaten it this month, Dad, is it next month?"

Nie Zheng didn't want to lie to his daughter that it was next month, so he smiled and said, "Dad went to the refrigerator to see what was there, and Dad promised that the things made were better than KFC." ”

"Are they fries?"

That's not KFC, and the kids who go there don't like burgers or fried chicken anymore, and their goal is fries.

"Daddy, go take a look at the fridge!"

Nie Zheng never made empty promises, he opened the refrigerator and couldn't help but let out a cheer, there was a fist-sized potato inside, half a bag of square bread, and a fresh chicken leg.

"Qingqing, Dad will cook you KFC and Western food!"

"Okay, Dad is a god chef!" Qingqing clapped her hands happily in the living room.

What is the difference between KFC and Western food? It's not Western food, whatever!

Men cook, fast and ruthless, killers do the same, Nie Zheng knife like a god, two strokes and three times to remove a chicken leg bones, on the top of the vertical and horizontal cut a few times, with soy sauce, sugar, pepper and cornstarch marinated.

Cut the potatoes into a bowl of finger-length fries, soak them in cold water, remove the crust of the bread from the square bread, cut them into triangles with a knife in the middle, and soak them in the egg and condensed milk.

He did it quickly and methodically, and he could almost open a show called the Men's Kitchen.

The fries were soaked for a while, scooped up and boiled in hot water for a few minutes, the fries became transparent and beautiful, scooped up and dried in water, added salt to taste, and then fried in oil, and in less than five minutes, a pot of delicious fries was ready.

The marinated chicken thighs are spread out in the oil pan and fried slowly, and it takes a few minutes to make a golden chicken cutlet.

Nie Zheng placed the chicken on a white plate, accompanied by fries on both sides, and drew a "heart" on it with tomato sauce

When you're done, it's time for dessert, and the bread covered with egg and condensed milk is slowly fried in a pan until golden brown, and a plate of toast is charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Qingqing, KFC Western food is here!"

Nie Zheng brought the loot to the bright coffee table, "KFC, KFC, Dad is a chef!", Qingqing clapped her little hands happily.

"It's the God of Cooking!" Nie Zheng corrected.

Bell--Bell--

The electronic screen next to the door lit up and made a rapid noise.

It's Downing!

Qingqing immediately hid her hands behind her back and sat up straight, but her eyes were gluttonously staring at the "KFC" in front of her.