"You mean, you've been cooking porridge abroad for ten years?" Ye Xici was completely drunk. _ Ya > Text_8 ·· -．-ｙ`

He suddenly understood a little why Ye Zechuan was able to support the Knight Magic Troupe alone and run it so well.

A person who is so busy can still find time to cook such trivial and troublesome things as cooking porridge by himself every day, and he has been doing it for ten years, as long as such a person thinks, I am afraid that there is nothing that cannot be done.

Looking at the young man who turned off the power of the purple casserole and began to serve porridge, Ye Xici felt that he seemed to admire him a little.

"Brother Xixi, don't stand stupidly, come and help serve the dishes!" While they were talking, Ye Huairan had already washed the spoons and chopsticks. _> > Ya > Text_ '·=.=y'a--

"Usually when my father cooks porridge, I haven't seen you so active." Seeing that Bad was so diligent in helping Ye Zechuan, Ye Xici shook his head and smacked his lips and said, "Sure enough, it's a female university who is not staying!" ”

Ye Huairan's cheeks were hot when he said this, and he glared at him and threatened: "Brother Xixi, if you talk nonsense, I won't give you breakfast!" ”

"You didn't make breakfast, so you don't have the right not to give it to me." Ye Xici shrugged, bypassed her to take the porridge bowl from Ye Zechuan's hand, and when he walked out of the kitchen, he didn't forget to turn around and make a provocative face at her.

"Humph! Brother Sissy is the worst! Ye Huairan stomped his feet and went out with a porridge bowl. > Yavin>8=''.· ｙ-ａ--ｅ=ｎ`８-．`ｃ`ｏｍ

Ye Zechuan served the last two bowls of porridge on a tray with side dishes, and said to them modestly: "You guys taste it, it's definitely not as delicious as Uncle Yin's cooking, so let's just eat it." ”

As soon as Ye Dongyu entered the dining table, he sat at the table for a long time, and when breakfast was served, he was not polite, took a porridge bowl, and tasted it after blowing it cold.

"How?" Ye Zechuan saw that there was no expression on his handsome face, frowned slightly, and asked worriedly, "Do you think it's not delicious?" ”

He has eaten this beef porridge by himself for ten years, and even if he is not tired of eating it, he can't taste whether it tastes good or bad. Today, it was the first time he had made porridge for anyone other than himself!

"It tastes good." Ye Dongyu put down the spoon in his hand, slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and dragged out his tone, "But-"

"But what?" Ye Huairan and Ye Xici knew that Dongdong would not speak easily, if they wanted to say it, the possibility of criticism was extremely high, and the 'good' mentioned above was just a foreshadowing.

"However, I said it doesn't matter if it's good or not." Ye Dongyu glanced at the girl sitting opposite him, and said to Ye Zechuan meaningfully, "What you actually want to know is what Bad Bad thinks this porridge tastes like, right?" ”

Among the three bad brother and sister, Dongdong is more precocious, like a little adult since he was a child, and he is also serious and old-fashioned when he speaks, and there are very few jokes like now.

Although Ye Zechuan is one year older than the three of them, he is not as deep as Ye Dongyu in terms of thinking, and he is not as smooth as Ye Xiyu in terms of city government.

In addition, I have never been in love, and taking the initiative to make breakfast today is not only a habit, but also because it is bad. He knew her taste, so he put in a lot of hard work to learn how to cook porridge from Yin Mochen.

At this time, Dongdong asked so directly, Ye Zechuan subconsciously glanced at Bad, who knew that she was also looking at him. As a result, the eyes of the two people collided in mid-air unexpectedly.

Looking at the big eyes that were so clear and clear that there was no trace of dust, Ye Zechuan was stunned, and then he felt his heartbeat suddenly fasten.