As soon as the warmth entered the kitchen, Rong Zheng, who was like a great enemy, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nuan Nuan, you're here."

If he doesn't come again, he'll explode on the spot along with the kitchen.

"Quick, I'll leave it to you......"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by warmth: "No, I promised Grandma Qiao that I can't do it, this meal must be made by you." ”

“……”

Rong Zheng's handsome face collapsed again.

His expression provoked warmth, and he laughed directly.

Rong Zheng squinted, grabbed her slender waist with one hand, and scratched the itchy flesh on her waist with the other hand:

"Bad girl, you also want to see your man make a fool of himself?"

"No, no......"

Wen Wen was already afraid of itching, but when he scratched him like this, he laughed and hided: "I didn't ...... Haha, I really didn't ......"

"Do you want to help?"

"Help, help...... Don't scratch it...... Hahaha, don't, don't ......"

Seeing the little girl laughing so much that tears were about to flow out,

Rong Zheng lowered his head and pecked her the lips as if he were punishing before letting go of her.

Only then did Wen Wen breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately distanced himself from him: "Grandma Qiao said, if I help, I won't count, so I can only guide you." ”

Rong Zheng frowned, feeling that he was particularly like a duck that had been driven off the shelves at the moment.

Especially the warm and bright eyes are still smiling teasingly.

He really wanted to tune it out on the spot. Teach this bad girl.

"Hmph, if the guidance is not good, then it will be your pot today."

"Okay, it's my pot if the guidance is not good, Chef Narong, let's start it now."

Warmth put the floral apron on Rong Zheng's body,

looked at his joyful look, and laughed out loud.

“……”

Rong Zheng grinded his teeth and glared at her threateningly, Wen Wen immediately bit his lip and held back, and began to guide Rong Zheng to cook.

The process of guidance is naturally full of 'fun' and charm.

Grandma Qiao, who was about to come over to check the post outside, was caught off guard when she heard the coquettish begging for mercy inside, as well as some kind of ambiguous threat.

The old face froze, and then showed an old mother-like smile.

Tsk, it's good to be young!

Listen to this little pink movement......

Her old face wanted to turn red.

Cha Gang couldn't check it anymore, Grandma Qiao shook her head, turned around and walked to her room.

The elderly couldn't stand the stimulus and slipped away.

The two people in the kitchen who were 'guided' and 'coached' didn't know that their way of sprinkling dog food had stimulated an empty nester.

The warm and stumbling guidance Rong Zheng made three dishes, and it was already three hours later.

It was getting dark outside.

The two of them went out with the dishes, Grandma Qiao was not outside, and the huge room was quiet.

Warmly set the dishes and chopsticks, went to the bedroom door and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door was opened from the inside.

"Grandma Qiao, it's time to eat."

"Yo, it's done so quickly?"

Grandma Qiao raised her eyebrows and glanced at her with an ambiguous smile.

“……”

When he said this, he suddenly felt weak: "It's done, Grandma Qiao, it's all made by Rong Zheng, I guarantee that I definitely didn't start helping." ”

It's something that was threatened by someone......

"Whether he made it or not, I won't know until I taste it."

Grandma Qiao said, walked into the living room, saw three dishes on the table, and took a step under her feet.

A complicated look flashed between his eyebrows, and then he said, "Just look at this, just like it was made by Rong Boy." ”

Rong Zheng: "......"

"Poof......

The warmth didn't hold back, and laughed again.