As soon as Uncle Zhao walked out of the kitchen, Wen Yichen's domineering voice came from behind him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Uncle Zhao!"

"Young master, you should put a little less rice!" Uncle Zhao came in and saw some scattered rice on the table, and then said.

"What can I do if I put it less, Mo Yan's food is very large, and what I make must be delicious!" Wen Yichen said narcissistically.

"Young master, rice will absorb water and expand during the cooking process!" Uncle Zhao explained.

"Then I'll put a little less!" Wen Yichen said, taking out some of the rice lying in the pot.

"And now?" Wen Yichen asked.

Uncle Zhao looked at the pot, and then said, "Add water now!" Cover with water and you're good to go! Uncle Zhao said.

"Well, you can go!" Wen Yichen said to Uncle Zhao while adding water to the pot.

"Young master, if you cook it like this, it will be mushy!" Uncle Zhao saw that Wen Yichen no longer added water, and then said helplessly with his eyes, and after speaking, he went to get a spoon and handed it to Wen Yichen.

"I haven't finished adding it yet!" Wen Yichen said, and added water to the pot again, but because he was in too much of a hurry, he accidentally spilled something into the water.

Wen Yichen looked at the liquid that was accidentally spilled into the water, thinking that there should be no problem, it was all transparent liquid anyway, and all this, Uncle Zhao, didn't know at all.

Under the guidance of Uncle Zhao on the left and on the right, Wen Yichen finally made a so-called perfect porridge.

There is no raw and no paste pot.

After Wen Yichen finished cooking, he proudly took the porridge to Xia Moyan to ask for a reward.

"Yan'er, are you awake?" Wen Yichen put the prepared porridge on the bedside table, and then lay down in front of Xia Moyan and whispered.

"Nope!" Xia Moyan turned over lazily and said with her back to Wen Yichen.

"Okay, get up and eat, okay?" Wen Yichen kissed Xia Moyan's cheek from Xia Moyan's back, and then said softly.

"Oh no, I want to sleep!"

Xia Moyan closed her eyes tightly, her cheeks flushed, she clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, and then covered herself with the quilt and continued to fall asleep.

"Okay, okay, then you continue to sleep, there is porridge on the table, I just made it, you drink it while it's hot, I'll go out first." Wen Yichen said, and slowly left the bedroom, why slowly, because President Wen really turned around three times in one step, took a step to look at Xia Moyan behind him, and took a step to look at Xia Moyan behind him, until he closed the door.

After Xia Moyan heard the sound of the bedroom door closing, she cautiously put her head out of the quilt.

"Are you gone?" Xia Moyan quickly swept around, and then muttered to herself.

"Whew~ Finally gone." Xia Moyan lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and then said.

As he spoke, he slowly got up and looked at the white porridge on the table.

Wen Yichen said that he did it, it won't be poisonous! But it looks like it should be edible, no matter what, eat a little first. Xia Moyan looked at the porridge on the table and thought to herself.

Xia Moyan got up slowly, and the pain in her lower abdomen spread throughout her body with Xia Moyan's activities.

"Bastard Wen Yichen!" Xia Moyan frowned and whispered.

After Xia Moyan got up, she sat on the edge of the bed and slowly picked up the porridge on the table.

"Whew!" As the tip of Xia Moyan's hand came from the hot sensation, Xia Moyan shouted in a low voice, and the bowl in her hand also fell to the ground, the white porridge was spilled on the ground, and some splashed on Xia Moyan's white feet.