The two of them entered the kitchen one after the other, only to see the girl tiptoeing to look at the cupboard in the high place, and then bowed down to look at the food in the refrigerator, and after a while, she began to roll up her sleeves and start washing her hands.

"Since you insist on trying my craft, then I'll make you the best omelette noodle soup!" As he spoke, Qingge took half a pot of water in a small pot without changing his face and boiled it, turned around and took out two eggs from the refrigerator and knocked them neatly in the bowl.

During the whole production process, Qingge's performance was clean and neat, but Si Yan, who was standing on the side, stared nervously at every program from beginning to end, and the whole person was like a great enemy.

In fact, I really can't blame Si Yan for being so nervous.

The main thing is that the dark cooking skills of the light song always happen to the extreme.

Once upon a time, he and Qingluo tried to stare at the person in front of him more than once in every process of cooking.

From washing the vegetables, cutting the vegetables, stir-frying, putting condiments, and then to the final pot, no matter how carefully and carefully they star, the final dish will surprise them.

Either you put too much salt or you put the wrong condiment.

Either the dish is fried, or it is half-cooked, or it is fried with some strange taste that is difficult to swallow that they don't know how to describe....

In short, it's hard to put into words.

Sensing that Si Yan's gaze had been falling on the egg bowl in his hand, Qingge raised his eyebrows and looked proud, "Don't worry, it'll be cooked soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, Si Yan was strangely silent for a moment.

I'm sorry, he's really not in a hurry at all.

The girl standing by the kitchen counter continued to be proud, "Although I rarely cook, the noodles are still very good. You've got a great deal of luck tonight! ”

Si Yan: "....." whether the little girl in his family has any serious misunderstanding about her cooking skills.

Treat??

He ate so many meals from her, which time didn't he vomit and diarrhea and get food poisoning?

If he didn't know how desperate the cooking skills of the person in front of him were, just by the appearance of the person in front of him at this time, he would really believe it.

Swindler!

His little girl is a complete liar!

Even if you are no longer sure about anything and have no confidence, you will not show any timidity in front of others.

Just like that night three years ago, she had already decided to do something to him and decided to erase his memory, but before that she still showed joy for him, and even asked him not to be tired from being too busy with the affairs of the Si family....

The gloomy aura overflowed little by little with the memories that were surging out, and when Si Yan came back to his senses and hurriedly retracted, the girl in the kitchen was already holding a bowl of omelette soup and noodles and walked towards him.

Si Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened blankly: "????? "What's the situation? It's done so quickly??

In the small dining room on the kitchen side.

Sitting at the high table, Si Yan's eyes fell on the steaming egg soup noodles in the girl's hand, and his eyes quickly looked at it.

Appearance.... It seems to be barely okay.

——— if you ignore the half-fried egg on top.

Tut.

It's a pity that the omelette is too big, and he can't see what the noodles buried under the bottom look like after looking at it for a long time.

But didn't you say that this is a bowl of omelette?

Although the omelette is available, what about the soup, .....??

Why didn't he even feel the presence of a little soup??

"Here, try it." Qingge carefully placed the egg soup noodles in front of Si Yan, and then lay on the table with both hands, leaning on his upper body and looking at the man without blinking, his little porcelain-like face was full of anticipation.

Si Yan: "....."