Feng Yichen thought about the picture of the little woman Xi Shengze being turned away, and he was a little satisfied.

It's not very happy yet.

Xi Shengze, often come over to harass her?

This realization made his face sink a little.

Haven't seen enough of the things that were arranged for him before?

Xiao Yi didn't know, because of his two sentences, Xi Shengze's good days had come to an end.

Xiao Yi saw that it was still early, estimated that Feng Yichen had just come over after work, thought about it, and asked intimately.

"Uncle Feng, haven't you eaten yet?"

Looking at the little guy who was looking up with his head up, innocent, like a little angel, Feng Yichen's palm fell on his short hair, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"Well, I didn't eat it."

I was thinking of coming over to eat with the two of them.

There was a delay on the way, but I didn't expect to have eaten it by the time I arrived.

But he wasn't hungry, he just wanted to eat with the two of them, and it felt good.

When Xiao Yi heard this, he immediately stood up, pulled his small slippers and ran to the kitchen.

As he ran, he said, "Uncle Feng, you wait for me for a while." ”

Seeing that the two little short legs were running quite fast, Feng Yichen couldn't help but be amused.

Then he stood up and followed with his long legs.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw the little guy standing on a small chair, ready to cook.

The man's temples jumped, and he quickly walked over and grabbed the child with one hand, and snatched the kitchen knife from his hand with the other.

"Alright, I'll do it." Feng Yichen's eyebrows hurt.

Xiao Yi was caught under the armpit by the man, the small one, looking up at the man, his eyes flickering and blinking.

"Uncle Feng, do you know how to cook?" The child's voice said with a little surprise.

My grandmother said before that men who can cook are good men.

Feng Yichen: "......" he won't.

Putting the child aside, he then looked at the dishes on the board, thought about it, and asked.

"Cut this?"

Xiao Yi nodded quickly: "I remember that Uncle Feng likes to eat very much." ”

Feng Yichen's heart was warmed by this sentence, and he instantly felt that it would be good if this little guy was his own family.

It's a pity that it's Jian Chu's little nephew.

At the same time, I am a little curious, who are the parents of this little one?

Although he is now living with Jian Chu, in the future, he should return to his parents.

Thinking like this, Feng Yichen's mood was inexplicably depressed.

Suppress the strange emotions in your heart.

Feng Yichen picked up the knife and cut the celery in front of him according to the shape of each simple stir-fry.

However, I thought it was a simple matter, but what was cut out was not the same as I thought.

This makes Feng Sanye, who has used his IQ to crush others since he was a child, not very good.

Looking at the verdant celery in front of him and the kitchen knife in his hand, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked back and forth several times.

Xiao Yi on the side looked at the celery on the board, and said that he might have thought too much about the idea that Feng Yichen could cook.

"emmmm, Uncle Feng, you just put the kitchen knife diagonally and slice it."

Xiao Yi said as he raised his little hand and made a demonstration action.

was taught by a villain who was not as tall as his waist, Feng Yichen took a kitchen knife with an expressionless face and cut it according to Xiao Yi's method.

Well, the celery with a nice shape is cut.

The thickness of each piece is as if it had been measured.

Xiao Yi's eyes shone brightly, and his gaze at Feng Yichen was full of admiration.

That gaze made the corners of Feng Yichen's mouth a little more aroused.