Hao Yun was nervous for most of the night, and Xiahou Yongyue did not attack in the middle of the night, he fell asleep alone with a state of mind that he couldn't tell whether he was happy or lost. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early the next morning, Hao Yun saw a shocking and outrageous scene of motherly and daughter--Hao's mother was teaching Xiahou Yongyue to cook.

Mom! You're risking your life! You're disregarding your son's life! You haven't seen Xiahou Yongyue's crooked skill tree! The food she makes will be classified as a biochemical weapon!

When he was in the imperial capital, Young Master Hao Yun Hao once asked Comrade Xiahou to cook a supper for him because he was hungry, but he didn't expect that the things she served were simply difficult to eat, and they were full of color and fragrance, but they couldn't eat it!

It can be said that Xiahou Yongyue's cooking skills are simply magical, and its appearance is as exquisite as the plating of a five-star hotel, but the taste is... Hao Yun doesn't want to recall, it was a black history.

Hey! Are there demons and spirits? Someone in my family is secretly concocting biochemical weapons! I am a kind person in the CY District! These are all things I should do! Oh my God! What should I do? Eating the food cooked by Xiahou Yongyue will cost me my life!

"Mom, Xiahou, what are you doing?" Hao Yun asked in a hoarse voice, his face exuding a dying paleness, revealing a pitiful temperament all the time. can force Hao Yun, a big man, to this point, she is simply profound!

Hao's mother smiled slightly and said, "Little Xiahou got up early to make a loving breakfast for you, a lazy man!"

Mother! You have been deceived by her! Whatever she makes, as long as you don't eat it, you can get full marks! You are murdering your own son!

"Uh... I'm not too hungry, I have something to do, I still need to count the students in the welfare home, and by the way, I also need to contact advertising agencies and major kindergartens..."Hao Yun put his work on the table with righteous words with his fingers. To put it bluntly, he just wants to smear the soles of his feet with oil.

Xiahou Yongyue looked at Hao Yun with teary eyes like a little white flower in the wind, like a poor kitten about to be abandoned by her master.

Is this still the domineering female agent he met in the Xing'an Mountains? Is this the possession of the actor or the expression of his true feelings? Hao Yun is confused...

"Okay, don't worry about it..."Hao Yun sighed, he admitted that he had failed, he really couldn't bear to refuse such a Xiahou Yongyue.

Xiahou Yongyue seemed to have received a holy decree, and brought out the breakfast prepared for Hao Yun quickly, looking at the breakfast on the plate Hao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, very simple bread and milk. These things have no technical content, and Xiahou Yongyue does not have much room to operate, and it is estimated that the taste can be within the range of human tolerance.

Hao Yun first drank a sip of the milk brought by Xiahou Yongyue, and as soon as the milk touched the taste buds in his mouth, he squirted out, so he couldn't die, he sprayed this mouthful of milk on Xiahou Yongyue's body. The milky white viscous liquid covered Xiahou Yongyue's upper body wetly, directly making Hao's mother, who had just come out of the kitchen, messy.

Are all children playing like this now? Is this the legendary good morning bite? Is this style of life really good? Forget it! Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the love of young couples is good, so don't worry about that! Anyway, Hao Han's old feudal is not at home, let them toss and turn around!

So Hao's mother decisively withdrew from the battle, and returned upstairs from the other door of the kitchen to change clothes and go to work, she planned to leave the space for the young couple to play at will, and an elderly lady like her was not suitable for watching this kind of scene.

"You... What does it smell like? Why is Mao so salty?" Hao Yun asked with a heartbroken gesture pointing to the remaining half bowl of milk.

Xiahou Yongyue said timidly like a child who had done something wrong: "I think you work hard every day, so I want to help you replenish the salt in your body... I see that my mother used saline when she was refueling the soldiers who had left in the hospital..."

"Salt..."Hao Yun really wanted to cry first in the ghost: "I will admit the salt, but how much salt did you add?"

"Two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls, forgotten..."Xiahou Yongyue gently stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly, this kind of irresponsible behavior was so angry that Hao Yun was so angry that one Buddha went out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he almost used the Rulai Divine Palm to split this demon girl with his own hands!

Hey!Why are you sticking out your tongue?Sell cute fouls, sister!You seem to be two years older than me, okay?What kind of little girl?Even if you pretend to be like a sister-in-law, the majesty of your chest has already exposed the fact that you have matured! My resistance to Lori is full.,My baby apprentice is a super high-quality Lori.,And with the attributes of sick and delicate!

Hao Yun's heart was constantly swiping the screen and complaining, and her eyes were constantly heating up, and finally Xiahou Yongyue was really embarrassed by Hao Yun's staring, she picked up the bread and said: "I didn't sprinkle salt on these breads, you can taste them!"

"Really?" Hao Yun grabbed a piece of bread suspiciously, looked left and right and found no sodium chloride (salt) crystals, and then he stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth with confidence. His mouth was really bitter and astringent, and he needed to be pressed with a staple food.

As soon as his teeth opened the bread, he felt an inexplicable strange and spicy smell rushing to the Tianling Gai, this taste was indescribable, and the general feeling was similar to chewing raw ingredients.

"Ahem... Didn't you say that you hadn't changed this bread? You lied to me!" Hao Yun said with tears streaming down his face.

"You... Don't cry! A hero bleeds without tears!" Xiahou Yongyue was pierced by Hao Yun's "sad" tears, and sometimes men's tears are much more shocking than women's tears.

“......”

Hao Yunxin said that Lao Tzu didn't cry because he couldn't bear the blow, right? Is that smell too rushed, okay? What does it mean that a good man bleeds without tears? Hao Han is my father, okay? If he wants to bleed, he will bleed, okay? I am Meng Meng Da Hao Yun, why do you have to go through such a catastrophe? But misunderstanding is misunderstanding, he really has the urge to cry now, this is the first day that Xiahou Yongyue lived in his house, thinking about the future Hao Yun suddenly felt that his future was not bright, yes, it was not bright!

Xiahou Yongyue inexplicably picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it slowly, and then said very plainly: "This taste is normal, I always toasted people like this when I was in the Mao Bear Country, and cinnamon powder is a very precious ingredient in the Mao Bear Country." ”

"Mom! Sure enough, it's cinnamon powder!" Hao Yun was full of grief and indignation! It's true that this thing is a spice, but it doesn't sprinkle cinnamon powder directly on the toast? Lao Maozi likes it because these foreign turtles see spices as if they see their own mother! How can my 5,000-year-old Chinese food culture be so low that I eat spices directly?

Hao Yun only felt that he was sad and went against the river, and finally he grabbed Xiahou Yongyue's soft twing, looked into her eyes with both eyes, and said affectionately:

"Dear, shall I make breakfast in the future?"