Leonardo da Vinci!

These two are like the names of the ancient mythological era, and they are also a combination of Chinese and Western, and Lei De Yang Ying has a black line on his face.

If she didn't know that Tang Ning was an "ancient person" living in modern times, if she hadn't been engaged in the entertainment industry and had a certain understanding of culture, she really wouldn't have known what Tang Ning said.

Naturally, now she knows that Tang Ning said that Nie Zheng is like an artist in the kitchen, and he is also very handsome.

Yang Ying pursed her lips and smiled, but she couldn't hide a trace of "disgust".

Tang Ning is a foodie, and men with good cooking skills are the most handsome, but Yang Ying is born with a habit of cleanliness, and she avoids the fumes in the kitchen.

"Huh... Hey... Huh..."

Qingqing rolled from the other end of the bed to the edge of the bed, got out of bed with the "backward style", click... Click... Click... Barefoot, the sound was like a fish jumping from a basin of water to the ground, rushing towards the kitchen like an arrow, and its mouth kept yelling...

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy is amazing!"

"Yang Ying, go and see, Nie Zheng is really handsome! Although he is usually very bad, but..."

Tang Ning took Yang Ying's hand, Yang Ying was "forced" to follow her to the kitchen, but three feet away from the kitchen door, she immediately stayed away.

"Hello! Nie Zheng!" Tang Ning poked his head out from the left side of the doorway.

"Hello!, Mr. Daddy!" said her little head poking out from the right side of Qingqing's doorway.

Yang Ying instantly amused the gods of these two little beauties, especially when Qingqing said "Mr. Dad", would she call herself "Ms. Mom" or "Miss Mom", it seems that these two titles are not as good as "Mr. Dad".

"Hi!

Nie Zheng in the kitchen directly ignored Tang Ning, it seems that she complained to herself, and Nie Zheng treated her like a little brother, which is also true.

I saw Nie Zheng's left hand raised high, carrying a silver steel hook, a chicken hanging underneath, and his right hand used a spoon to continuously pour the hot sesame oil in the pot on the chicken's body, he looked serious, lined with a face like a Roman carving, he was really handsome, or serious men are very handsome.

"Mom, Mom, look, look...."Qingqing hugged Yang Ying's thighs tightly, raised her neck, her face was flushed, and the excited little girl shouted loudly, "Dad, Dad, isn't it amazing, he bathed Mr. Rooster!"

"That's Miss Rooster!"

After Yang Ying finished speaking, she also amused herself, how could the rooster be a young lady.

"Well, it's Miss Rooster!"

Qingqing trusts her mother very much, Yang Ying was stunned, by the way, she has read a lot of parenting books, children have no concept of right and wrong, the good and bad standards in her heart are imitated from adults, she must be cautious in her words and deeds, and she can't tell lies to Qingqing.

In Nie Zheng's hands, a yellow and clear chicken instantly turned red, like the skin of a piece of braised pork, fragrant, filling the entire kitchen.

"Wow!

Tang Ning held his face, looking at the magician in the kitchen like a little fan, but Qingqing looked at her mother, Yang Ying echoed very "interestingly": "Well, it's very fragrant!"

Brush!

Nie Zheng scooped a scoop of hot water and scalded it on the cutting board, and also spread three layers of kitchen paper on it, and also put disposable gloves on his hands.

Duh--duh--duh--

After more than a dozen rhythmic knife work, a chicken is neatly placed on the plate, and the head of the chicken is still high.

"Downing!

"Yes!"

Tang Ning waited for Nie Zheng's shout for a long time, she rushed into the kitchen like a fly, holding the plate of fragrant chicken in both hands, put it under Yang Ying's nose, and bent her eyes, "Yang Ying, smell it, do you really want to eat it?"

"Gluttony!" Yang Ying gently pushed away the dish of chicken in embarrassment, but it was really fragrant.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Tang Ning walked in front with a chicken in her hand, Qingqing pulled her clothes behind, drove the train, and kept urging.

Soon the dishes were ready, Tang Ning looked at the dishes on the table, pointed at Nie Zheng and said with a smile: "Nie Zheng, you are really an old school man! There are chickens and fish, just like an old grandfather inviting him to dinner!"

Nie Zheng looked at Tang Ning's playful dynamics, and couldn't help laughing: "Yang Ying, Tang Ning was still a quiet and dignified girl a few days ago, and now her true form is revealed, it seems that if your daughter has bad habits, it must be taught by this girl!"

Tang Ning retracted his hand, and felt that his movements were a little "presumptuous", but why was he so relaxed here, probably because of Yang Ying's support, or Nie Zheng's rescue made each other much closer, or maybe he wore his clothes in the past two days and slept here for two nights..... She didn't want to think about it, so she blushed and stuck out her tongue, and hurriedly opened the clay pot that was placed in the middle of the dining table.

"Oops! hot!"

The lid of the clay pot fell crookedly on top of the clay pot, Qingqing "giggled", Tang Ning clutched his earlobes tightly with both hands, and looked at Qingqing with resentful eyes.

But soon, her pair of apricot eyes turned into a crescent moon again, "Wow, it's cured claypot rice!", the aroma of cured meat in the clay pot made Tang Ning forgetful.

"Tang Ning has been like that since he was a child, he is very graceful and elegant in front of outsiders, it is his nature, he is not pretentious, but he will become very naughty in front of his family, Qingqing can learn from her, she is as quiet as a virgin, and she moves like a rabbit..."

Tang Ning didn't care about any "rabbit", and scooped a bowl of cured rice for everyone.

"Ahh Mommy eats chicken legs!"

Qingqing clipped a chicken leg to Yang Ying, Yang Ying's tear ducts were hit again, and she desperately warned herself: "Today is a happy day, you can't cry, you can't cry! ”

"Qingqing, hey, Qingqing, how do you hold chopsticks with your left hand, and you still hold them so securely, it's amazing!"

"Your daughter has a super ability to imitate, she knows how to use chopsticks at the age of two, and no one teaches her, no teacher, I see that she doesn't affect others with her left hand, so she is whatever she wants, but she writes and paints with her right hand, very strange guy!"

"Very weird guy!" Qingqing repeated with a grin, and gave another chicken wing to her mother, "Mom eats chicken wings!"

"Qingqing, so well-behaved, I know how to be filial to my mother at such a young age..."

"Your daughter is like that, she has to share everything she likes with others!" Nie Zheng said with a smile.

Tang Ning said "your daughter", Nie Zheng said "your daughter", Yang Ying was very useful.

Tang Ning looked at the "ignorant" parents, a gloating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she knew this little guy very well, she had eaten enough fries, at the dinner table, she just wanted to play.

"Mom, eat the chicken head!"

Sure enough, Qingqing sandwiched another chicken head to Yang Ying, Yang Ying really hasn't eaten chicken heads, but her daughter should also laugh at it, this praise is a bit far-fetched.

"Mom, eat chicken butt!"

When Qingqing sandwiched the chicken butt into Yang Ying's bowl, Yang Ying finally knew that she had been fooled, and she hugged Qingqing, "You stinky Qingqing, you're teasing your mother, aren't you?"

"Giggles, yes, Qingqing is in... Mama is so smart!"

In the face of her daughter's outspokenness, saying that she was mischievous, Yang Ying was so in love that she almost had to bite a few bites on the little cutie's face.

Mom doesn't like to eat chicken butts and heads. Tang Ning aimed at Nie Zheng with ill intentions, her "little brother" was about to rebel, "But Dad must like it, as long as Qingqing gives it to her, he likes it very much, and it's in Mom's bowl..."