"What's that look like?" Seeing Han Yingying's expression of "I don't believe it, don't lie to me that I am young and ignorant", Shen Mosheng suddenly felt funny.

"Grandpa can do housework, it's rare?"

"Of course it's strange, grandpa is so old-fashioned, he even wants to beat you when he kneels down to propose, shouldn't he talk about the fact that a gentleman cooks far away and housework is a woman's business?"

Han Yingying said, imitating Old Man Shen's facial expressions.

There are no people around who are not afraid of Old Man Shen.

When children cried, parents would scare them: "If you cry again, I will give you to the old man of the Shen family."

The child stopped crying immediately.

Old Man Shen is the common childhood nightmare of this piece of children.

Looking at her vivid appearance, the smile on Shen Mosheng's face became even stronger: "If grandpa hears it, he will have to stare at you again." ”

"When he glared at me, I cried to him." Since she knew that Old Man Shen was afraid of her tears, Han Yingying was not as afraid as before.

The fierce and fierce look was indescribably cute, Shen Mosheng couldn't help but rub her head, and her dark eyes were starry.

"Shen Mosheng, how did you learn from my brother and always rub my hair?" Han Yingying protested softly.

"Sakura's hair is soft."

"But you've messed up your hairstyle."

"I'm sorry, I'm just, a little uncontrollable." Shen Mosheng smiled shyly, "When I see you, I always want to touch you." ”

"Go cook, I'm hungry." Han Yingying smiled and pushed him.

Every time he said love words, he didn't realize it, and when he should say it, he dropped the chain again.

"What do you want to eat?"

"What will you do?"

"If you want to eat, I'll do it." Shen Mosheng looked at her and chuckled, "No, I will learn." ”

"Minced meat, eggplant, lettuce drizzled in oil."

Shen Mosheng nodded and hugged Han Yingying.

"What do you do?" Han Yingying put her arms around his neck and asked nervously.

Carefully put her on the sofa, put the remote control and snacks in her hand, and Shen Mosheng spoke with satisfaction.

"You watch TV first, eat some snacks, and do a good job I'll call you."

"I'm with you."

"Oil smoke hurts the skin."

"Then come on."

"Hmm."

Sitting comfortably on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV, the corners of Han Yingying's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Shen Mosheng said that he would spoil her like a father spoiling his daughter, and he really did so.

A man who keeps his promises, so handsome!

Han Yingying didn't look at anything on the TV, all she was thinking about was Shen Mosheng in the kitchen.

She hasn't seen Shen Mosheng cooking yet, and she doesn't know if she is handsome or not.

The more I think about it, the more itchy.

She put down her snack and jumped into the kitchen on one foot.

Inside the transparent glass door, Shen Mosheng was wearing a white shirt, rolling up his sleeves, and cutting vegetables skillfully and neatly.

It is obviously an ordinary kitchen knife, but in his hand it is like a unique sword, exuding a cold light, waving vigorously, as if it can cut everything.

After the preparations were done, Shen Mosheng fired, oiled, and unloaded, every step was orderly, skillful and elegant, as if he was not cooking, but creating a work of art.

Dad and brother are both good at cooking, and Han Yingying has long been used to men cooking.

But I still think that Shen Mosheng's appearance is very charming.

As if sensing her gaze, Shen Mosheng suddenly turned his head.

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