Su Yiqing sat down and did not move his chopsticks, but stared straight at Qian Yuanbao.

Qian Yuanbao touched his face inexplicably, and stared back suspiciously, "Why don't you eat it?" Is today's meal unappetizing? "Is it okay for her face to be cleaned? Why look at her like this when you have nothing to do?

"Mom, this steak is hard." Su Yiqing picked up the chopsticks and poked the beef on the plate in front of him to remind.

Qian Yuanbao: ......

If you hadn't come back so late, would the food have been cold?

Qian Yuanbao picked up the plate indignantly, "You wait, I'll help you heat it." ”

After speaking, he quietly glared at Su Yiqing in the dark.

But when he came back two hours earlier, didn't he see the harmonious scene of mother and son's filial piety?

As a result, the well-planned script of brushing favorability turned into a hot dish that she turned over and over.

Qian Yuanbao seriously suspected that Su Yiqing was in conflict with her, otherwise why did she always appear when she shouldn't have appeared?

Somewhat annoyed, he put the hot dish in front of Su Yiqing, took a deep breath, and Qian Yuanbao put on a smiling face again, "My eldest son, the dish is hot, eat it quickly." ”

You can't lose your temper with the gold owner's father, so there's nothing wrong with her secretly poking and taking advantage, right?

Thinking of this, Qian Yuanbao's smile couldn't help but be a little more interesting, and she began to observe Su Yiqing's expression, hoping to find some traces of rupture in it.

Unexpectedly, Su Yiqing not only did not get angry, but propped up his chin with one hand and ordered the steak in front of him, "Mom, this steak is not cut well, I can't do it." ”

Qian Yuanbao was stunned, what do you mean? Do you want her to help him cut it?

"Mommy?" Seeing that Qian Yuanbao stayed where he was and didn't move, Su Yiqing shouted again.

Got to inch in, right? Do you really think of her as a servant? Good! Cut it for you, and see what other tricks you have!

Qian Yuanbao was depressed in his heart, but he had a gentle smile on his face, and after cutting the steak, he pushed it in front of Su Yiqing again, not to mention anything else, just looking at this scene, he really looked a little motherly.

Su Yiqing picked up the fork slowly, only poked the steak twice, and then threw the fork aside.

What kind of moth is this man doing?

Qian Yuanbao frowned, and before she could ask, Su Yiqing sighed faintly.

"It's hard to swallow something so greasy at night, if only there was a hot noodle soup at this time, what do you think, Mommy?" As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Qian Yuanbao.

Good! You've got a lot of problems! I endure!

"I'll call you a chef." Qian Yuanbao took a deep breath and got up to leave, but was stopped by Su Yiqing again.

"If you call the chef to cook so late, you have to count overtime pay, and it's hard for me to run such a big company to make money, Mom, will you be considerate of me, right?"

Please, don't use such a bland tone, okay? It's really hard to be convinced! The devil believes that you care about that overtime pay! Qian Yuanbao's smiling face, which had been disguised, showed a slight crack.

So what's going on now? Do you want her to do it?

"Mom, you shouldn't be unwilling, right?" Su Yiqing leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his expression smiling rather than smiling.

This sentence sounded like a provocation in Qian Yuanbao's ears, she had insisted on it for so long in order to brush up her good feelings, what is a mere bowl of noodle soup!

"How come, so big, isn't it my duty to take care of you?" Qian Yuanbao was word-by-word, and anyone could see that she was full of resentment and indignation.

Qian Yuanbao never thought that tens of thousands of years had passed, and she would have to cook by herself again, but fortunately, she still remembered the practice of noodles, and it should not be a problem to deal with Su Yiqing.

Below the pot, put in a few simple seasonings, and then sprinkle with chopped green onions, a bowl of soup is clear and fresh, and the light and good-looking somen noodles are completed, and the boiled noodles are placed in front of Su Yiqing, Qian Yuanbao almost gritted his back teeth and asked, "Eldest son, are you satisfied now?" ”

"It tastes good, I didn't expect my mother to have this kind of craftsmanship." After Su Yiqing took a sip, he nodded affirmatively.

Qian Yuanbao was affirmed, and her mood after a night of depression finally got a hint of relief, this plain noodles was the best skill she could get her hands on back then!

"Mom, you've been so attentive lately, don't you have any thoughts about me?" Putting the noodle bowl aside, Su Yiqing looked at Qian Yuanbao with a bit of scrutiny.

When it comes to long-term meal tickets, isn't that a matter of courtesy?

Qian Yuanbao smiled disappreciatively, "Where is there, as a mother, of course you should take good care of your son." ”

Not to mention, it's really cool to call the son of a person who is only a few years younger than himself!

"Really? It just so happens that I'm a little tired from eating, so why don't my mom wipe my mouth for me? Take care of me after all...... It's your responsibility. ”

Qian Yuanbao didn't expect Su Yiqing to climb up the pole directly, but the words were all here, and she didn't wipe it as if there was a conflict with her previous words.

But whose son is so old and still needs his mother to help wipe his mouth?

Seeing Su Yiqing's appearance of waiting for service as a matter of course, Qian Yuanbao decided to endure this breath first.

After all, it would be a pity to stick to it all night, and it would be a pity if it fell short here.

Pulling out a tissue at random, Qian Yuanbao wiped the corner of Su Yiqing's mouth indiscriminately, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, a sudden pain came from his index finger.

Su Yiqing actually bit her!

Qian Yuanbao hurriedly withdrew her hand, looking at the red tooth marks on her index finger, which exploded, she glared at Su Yiqing angrily: "Are you a dog?" Why do you still bite? ”

"Maybe I'm so hungry today that I want to taste everything I see." Su Yiqing leaned back in his chair nonchalantly.

Depend on! Why didn't you see you hungry when you were calling people to find fault at night? Is she really out of temper?

But seeing the somen bowl that was casually put aside by Su Yiqing, and thinking of the torture she experienced tonight in order to brush up her good feelings, Qian Yuanbao was silent,

Well, it doesn't seem unacceptable to be a temperamental person once in a while.

However, Su Yiqing, the big Buddha, she doesn't want to serve anymore now, and the opposite side has also finished eating, in order not to let today's hard work go in vain, she should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible!

Qian Yuanbao endured and endured, and his originally angry face changed again and again, and finally turned into a very far-fetched smile.

"Eldest son, are you full? It's not too early now, so Mommy won't bother you to rest. ”

After speaking, Qian Yuanbao, who was afraid that he couldn't hold back his temper, turned around and left.

Accompanied by the back of Qian Yuanbao leaving, there was also Su Yiqing's happy laughter.

Qian Yuanbao's cheeks were flushed when she returned to the room, she was purely angry, she had never suffered this kind of grievance when she was so big!

Su Yiqing definitely laughed at her just now, right? Looking at the soft big bed in front of him, Qian Yuanbao began to feel frustrated for the first time.

What kind of good feeling is this? It's just about serving, isn't it?