When Ye Huanyu hit the hand of the plate with a spatula, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

How did Yangyang's little tender hands become ...... Big...... Finish......

An inadvertent flash of thought in her brain made her suddenly gasp, this hand is not ......

She frowned and turned her head slowly......

I saw Qi Yemo standing behind her silently, and the spatula slapped his hand on the plate with great precision.

Although he had stolen money, he didn't seem to have any intention of letting go.

Look at Qi Yemo's handsome face again, his deep eyes are staring at Ye Huanyu tightly.

Ye Huanyu couldn't help but tremble when she was stared at by him, as if she was the one who was caught.

"You don't take the spatula away yet." Qi Yemo said slowly, with a kind of majesty, an irresistible momentum.

Ye Huanyu did not show weakness: "My spatula only hits people who steal their mouths, why do you say let it go." ”

Qi Yemo didn't say anything, but the hand slowly raised and carried the plate of dumplings.

"Hey, hey......" Ye Huanyu closed her lips, frowned, and poured all the strength of her body into the hand holding the spatula.

However, no matter how hard she tried, trying to hold his hand down, it seemed so futile in the end.

"Don't bother it, you should go and see the pot of dumplings when you have this time." After Qi Yemo finished speaking, he turned around and left the kitchen with dumplings.

"Robbers! Brigand! Ye Huanyu scolded angrily, and then quickly turned around to look at her pot of dumplings.

She has been shrouded in anger towards Qi Yemo at the moment, and I don't know how long it has been, she seems to smell a little bit of mush.

"Ah, it's over......" Ye Huanyu saw that the water in the pot had already boiled dry, and hurriedly turned off the fire. When the lid was lifted, a slight burnt smell came out.

"There is no good thing when this dead black soil comes!" Ye Huanyu strained her face and put half of the burnt dumplings into the plate, and this plate of burnt dumplings made this black soil eat just right!

Ye Huanyu thought about it quite well, but when she brought the dumplings to the dining room, she was immediately dumbfounded.

I saw Chenchen and Yangyang wrapped in small bath towels, sitting on a stool, with a few dumplings in their bowls, and they were eating fragrantly.

Qi Yemo sat across from them, with a small vinegar dish in front of him.

He was holding chopsticks, elegantly picking up the only remaining dumpling on the plate, dipping it in a little vinegar, and eating it in front of Ye Huanyu.

Then pull out a napkin from the paper drawer next to it, wipe it a little and throw it in the trash can under the dining table.

Standing up, he walked in front of Ye Huanyu with ease, and looked down at the plate of somewhat charred dumplings.

Raised his eyebrows: "You never thought that the children were not as hungry as you, fortunately, the children and I ate almost enough, if you eat this plate......" Qi Yemo shook his head again and again, turned around and left the restaurant.

Ye Huanyu put the plate on the table angrily: "If you weren't making trouble next to you, would this plate of dumplings be like this!" ”

"Mom, I have two more for you to eat." Chen Chen pushed his small bowl in front of Ye Huanyu.

"And mine, I still have a half-......" Yang Yang still had half a dumpling in his mouth, and he also pushed his bowl to Ye Huanyu as he muttered.

Ye Huanyu hurriedly put away her anger towards Qi Yemo, and smiled at the children: "The babies are still the most well-behaved, much better than your tasteless father." ”