Come on! Jun nudged her, "Next time, I'll help you sign the poster, okay?" ”

Zhao Yiyi immediately turned his gaze: "What you said, don't go back." ”

The car drove into the Zijin Apartment, and Zhao Yiyi only sent Jun Qing to the elevator entrance, and did not dare to go upstairs.

hung up the phone of her idol in the morning, and now she is still a thief, and she really doesn't dare to see Mu Jinbai.

Jun Qing didn't force her, took the elevator upstairs, entered the password to open the door of the apartment.

On the table in the dining room are the dishes and chopsticks that have been arranged, and there are three plates of dishes that have been fried.

In the kitchen, there was a faint sound of laughter.

Placing the bag in her hand in the hallway, she threw off her high heels and walked lightly to the kitchen door.

Sure enough, in the kitchen, the Muhammad father and son were making lunch.

It was Mu Yichen who cooked, and Mu Jinbai was on the side to help his father.

"Emperor Lin said, gently love seafood, especially like shrimp, I don't know if she likes this river shrimp, at that time your mother loved to eat this dish I fried...... Why hasn't the kid come yet, the river shrimp won't taste good when it's cold. Mu Yichen put the fried vegetables on a plate and handed them to Mu Jinbai, "You go and make a phone call and ask, if she wants a while, let's fry this shrimp later." ”

"Okay."

Mu Jinbai came out with a plate, and when he saw Jun Qing standing on the side smiling evilly, he was about to speak, when he saw the little girl raise her hand and instructed him not to make a sound.

She quietly crept into the kitchen and stood behind Mu Yichen.

Stirring the soup with a spoon, Mu Yichen took a spoonful of soup and tasted it.

"I'm old, I always feel light, you young people have a sensitive tongue, help me taste this soup!"

Turning around, he blew earnestly, and raised the spoon behind him.

I thought it was my son, but what I wanted to see was a cute little face of the ancient elf.

"Coming back?"

Mu Yichen was happy at first, and then his eyes were distressed.

Putting the spoon back in the soup bowl, he pulled a tissue over his hands and gently stroked his daughter's face.

"This kid's face is thin."

"Where?" Jun Qing stretched out his hand to hug his waist, leaned over and sniffed, "It's so fragrant, what kind of soup is this?" ”

"Be careful of burning." Mu Yichen patted her on the back, re-filled a spoonful of soup, blew it carefully, and brought it to her mouth, "This is the soup from the local chicken that I specially bought in the effect area, give you a good supplement, come, taste it!" ”

The soup has been boiling for several hours, and the aroma of the chicken has dissolved into the soup, and there is no greasy at all, only fragrant.

"It's delicious." Jun licked the corners of his lips lightly, looking like a little gluttonous cat, "I'm going to drink three bowls of it in a while!" ”

"Be careful to break your belly." Mu Yichen smiled and patted her on the back, "Wait outside, there is oil smoke here, let's start eating after frying this shrimp." ”

Mu Jinbai walked in, "Go, wash your hands, remember to put on your shoes, I bought you a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes on the shoe rack at the door." ”

kissed his father on the face, Jun Qing leaned over and took a bite on his eldest brother's face, and then walked out of the kitchen, put on his shoes and washed his hands.

The three of them sat down at the table to eat, and Mu Yichen was helping her with the dishes, and he was still asking: "Is Emperor Lin really okay?" ”

Mu Jinbai had already explained to him the situation of the emperor, and Mu Yichen was only afraid that he would comfort him, so he confirmed it again to Jun Qing.

"He'll be back tonight, do you want him to come over and check on you?!" Jun asked with a chuckle.

"It's okay." Mu Yichen put the soup in her hand, "Then eat more!" ”