Yaoyao said quite sternly.

"Don't know about Operation Disc? You're a waste! You look at these tomatoes, do you know how aggrieved they are? Do you hear their inner murmurs? ”

Bian Jin said cooperatively.

"I'm a tomato, I'm going to smack."

"Boom, boom."

Lu Zhanye's abdominal muscles hurt with a smile.

Tong Yaoyao glanced at Bian Jin and nodded seriously.

"Work hard, let Daddy feel the helplessness of tomatoes!"

When Bian Jin heard this, he "dumm

As a result, the whole kitchen echoed with Bian Jin's lovely hummer.

Yaoyao took the knife and carved a crying face for the tomatoes.

o(╥﹏╥)o

Lu Zhanye smiled, and the one-meter-nine man was wearing a Pikachu apron and said to a little girl who was more than one and a half meters.

"Okay, I was wrong, Yaoyao, I was wrong, don't talk about it, I don't even know the voice. I'll wash your vegetables. ”

Lu Zhanye went to wash the vegetables, Yaoyao was not at ease, so he sent Bian Jin to supervise.

Bian Jin went over while muttering, hurting Lu Zhanye's brain.

It feels like an oversized mosquito.

He couldn't help but turn his head, pressed Bian Jin's shoulder, and rubbed his clean hand on his lips, and the sound of the subwoofer was even more muffled in the early morning.

"Your mouth is dry, huh?"

Yu Xuewei, who got up early to get ready to work, went downstairs and passed by the kitchen, and saw Ye Dad holding Bian Jin's cute mouth and lowering his head...... This......

Is it early in the morning?!

Isn't that exciting?!

Ah————!!h

Nosebleeds!

Yu Xuewei's soul of the rotten girl was rippling wildly, and after making up tens of thousands of words of small color texts in her brain, she left contentedly.

A beautiful morning, starting with CP sugar.

Yaoyao was soon in ...... I cooked the porridge with my own efforts.

Bian Jin held the porridge, looked up at the landing field, and smiled.

"Isn't Daddy going for a run today? You can't eat before running, right? ”

Lu Zhanye knew at a glance that Bian Jin, the "porridge control", wanted to monopolize this pot of porridge.

A child's possessiveness......

He smiled dotingly, "That's right, I'll go for a run first, you eat slowly." ”

Lu Zhanye left, Bian Jin looked left and right in the kitchen, and then moved the chairs in the dining room to Tong Yaoyao's side, and carefully placed the light blue lunch box on the table.

His expression, as if he was going to open a gift on his birthday, pursed his little lips with a face full of apprehension and anticipation, and then blinked his eyes wide, looking at Yaoyao expectantly.

"Little sister, I did it all night...... Do you think you like it? ”

Yaoyao said with a smile.

"It's up to you to do what you did all night, I like it."

Bian Jin looked expectant.

But as the lunch box opened, the anticipation on his face turned pale, and then he stretched out his hand to throw the lunch box away!

"What a piece of! *！ ”

Yaoyao held his hand and smiled very gently, "No, it's good......"

The contents of the lunch box were glued together, and only two small mountain buns could be faintly seen, and nothing could be seen from the other rice and the like.

Bian Jin's lips pursed into a line, and his emotions collapsed instantly, and he especially wanted to cry......

He's a *!!

Why did he lie down to sleep yesterday, why didn't he keep a boxed lunch by his side! He'll show it to the young lady!

He—

Yaoyao pressed his hand to prevent him from lifting the lunch box he made, then squinted his eyes and laughed.

"Isn't this a you, this is a me? Jin'er and I held hands, how cute. ”