Lowering his eyes and looking at the two eggs in his hand, Pu Yangche's handsome eyebrows that flew obliquely into his temples frowned slightly, and he said coldly: "This king will not." ”

"Then don't get in the way of here!" Xing Ruoyou bombarded people unceremoniously, and at the end he didn't forget to say, "Don't put your prince's shelf in front of me!" ”

She doesn't eat this set!

I don't like him very much, and he always calls himself "this king" in front of her.

Anyway, he still called himself "Daddy" and "I" in front of his son yesterday, how did he become "this king" when he came to her!

At this moment, the punishment is exactly the same as Pu Yangche, and he is eating his son's vinegar!

The only difference is that Pu Yangche understood it when he was jealous, but Xing Ruoyou didn't realize it at all.

Or rather, she shamelessly chose not to realize!

Pu Yangche's handsome eyebrows frowned tighter, but Shaoqing suddenly let go, his eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke again: "I won't be a husband." ”

Xing Ruoyou, who was wielding a spatula, stumbled under his feet and almost carried it into the pot.

Pu Yangche ignored the sound of her grinding teeth secretly, stretched out his long arms, and walked around him from behind her, at first glance it seemed to hug her from behind, but Bingxiao's tone was suspiciously bantering: "You teach you to be a husband and make breakfast for our son." ”

As he spoke, he also deliberately accentuated the tones of "for the husband" and "our son", as if he was afraid that Xing Ruoyou would not understand.

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Xing Ruoyou's head was full of black lines, and suddenly there was an illusion that she had buried herself in a pit and buried herself, who could tell her, when did Pu Yangche's skin become so thick? !

Isn't she always the one who used to be cheeky and play treasures?

Why rob her of the role!!

Is it really that sentence, husband and wife get along for a long time, and they will be subtly influenced by each other?

But the time they really got along with each other was only half a year at most, and the impact could be so great!

Why wasn't she affected by him!

Controlling his trembling body, Xing Ruoyou took a big bowl from the side and put it in front of Pu Yangche, and said angrily: "Beat the eggs into it, add an appropriate amount of salt, chopped green onions and minced meat, and then stir with chopsticks!" ”

Punch in?

How much salt is in the right amount?

Pu Yangche was thoughtful, and for the first time found that cooking is not a simple job.

Xing Ruoyou deliberately glanced at her and didn't look at her, and after a while, he heard two soft sounds of "pop", and he always felt that the sound was a little wrong, and he swept away, and since then he has been petrified.

Pu Yangche didn't realize that something was wrong with him, and put the "beaten" eggs in front of Xing Ruoyou, still holding chopsticks in his right hand; "Is it time to add salt?"

Looking at the two eggs in the bowl with two shells shattered together, Xing Ruoyou's anger was about to break through the critical point.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, she endures!

But the voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "When you eat eggs, you eat them with the shell?!" ”

The expression on Pu Yangche's face stiffened for a moment, and then returned to his previous indifference: "You didn't say it, you can't eat it." And you didn't teach your husband how to do it. ”

clenched his fists, and the green tendons in the corners of his forehead tended to burst out.

He's a pig?!

Such a simple thing can't be taught by hand!

Dare to love it, it's her fault?!

"Did you mean to?" She had serious doubts about his intentions.

"Is that kind of person for a husband?" The serious and cold tone is not convincing to Xing Ruoyou now.

"You'd better get out." She just wants to make breakfast for her son quietly!

"Ke Weifu wants to make breakfast for Xiaole himself." Cooking breakfast for her son is his obligation, and it is also his full strength, and she should be embarrassed to deprive it.

That's what he recognizes.

Although Xing Ruoyou was so angry, he didn't bombard him again, but his tone unconsciously cooled: "You pick out all the eggshells in it now!" ”

Puyang Che did as he was told, but this time there was nothing wrong.

But when it came time to add salt, his hand that didn't shake half a minute when he killed with a sword was shaking there.

Every spoonful of salt was scooped out of the salt jar, and by the time he reached the edge of the bowl, there was not much left, and he had to start from scratch.

This was repeated several times, but not a grain of salt was added to the bowl, and the stove had been paved with white and vast roads by him.

Xing Ruoyou saw that his heart and liver were about to burst into flames, grabbed the bowl in his hand with one hand and came to the salt jar, grabbed the small spoon in his hand with the other hand, scooped a small spoonful of salt in it, and sprinkled it evenly on the eggs in the bowl, with an expression of hatred: "Isn't it much simpler, why are you so stupid!" ”

The word stupid, she would never be associated with Pu Yangche in the past.

Now, she really thinks he's even more stupid than her Xiaole!

Xiao Lele in his sleep puffed out his cheeks, people are not stupid, but his mother is the stupidest, don't you see that Daddy is deliberately teasing you!

Look, you're holding Daddy's hands now, shame!

Xing Ruoyou realized that he actually took the initiative to hold Pu Yangche's hands, and a suspicious flush gradually climbed up his cheeks, and before he could let go, he heard him say very seriously: "I see, Concubine Ai is really smart." ”

Xing Ruoyou shook violently a few times, quickly withdrew his hand, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his eyes were very strange when he looked at Pu Yangche: "Aren't you sick?!" ”

"Sick, lovesick." Pu Yangche did not shy away from admitting that he looked at her definitely, and there was an indescribable emotion flowing in his eyes, which was enough to make Xing Ruoyou feel upset.

She was afraid of him, so she turned her head and concentrated on making her own fruit platter, and completely handed over the steamed eggs to someone.

If the son is not satisfied, it does not matter to her.

Pu Yang Che took it when he saw it, and moved carefully, but his eyes stayed on his hands for a long time, reminiscing about the lightning-fast warmth just now.

There were two more big men for breakfast, and Xing Ruoyou specially ordered beef rice noodles for them, and waited for Xing Xiaole, the little lazy worm, to get up.

Where did Hunter dare to snatch the rice noodles from Puyang Che from his own princess, plus he was chased by a certain black and embarrassed, and he slipped away early.

Pu Yangche alone occupies two bowls of rice noodles, and he is very happy.

"Xiaole's birthday, but the ninth day of the ninth month?" Sitting at the dining table in the main hall, Pu Yangche suddenly spoke.

Xing Ruoyou was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "How do you know?!" ”

She didn't tell him, could it be that Xiaole said it?

It's not right, Xing Xiaole only knows that he was born on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and he doesn't know the time!

Pu Yangche's face was calm and waveless, but his heart was extremely excited.

That means that the dream he had two years ago was true, and it was really the news that his Xiaole sent him, telling him that someone wanted to rob him of Ruoyou, as well as his birthday.

This is the so-called blood is thicker than water, is father and son connected?

It feels, it's good.

Xing Ruoyou waited for a long time and didn't see him answer, so he let out a "sigh" and let him be mysterious.

Pu Yangche was about to tell her the whole story in detail, but the breath of a master suddenly came from the air, and he immediately became vigilant・・・・・・