There is no rush, no crappy superfluous movements, the scene of Qi Yan cooking falls in the lens, and every frame is like a pictorial.

There is a kind of thing, even if he is doing trivial things at hand, it will make people feel that this is a kind of enjoyment for him.

Zhouzhou held a toy car in his hand and looked in the direction of the kitchen from time to time.

Qi Yan saw the little guy at the kitchen door probing his brain, and brought out the sweet potato balls specially made for him.

The golden mini ball ball has an enticing fragrance.

Zhou Zhou took a step back, pursed her lips tightly, and looked at him quietly.

"For you."

Qi Yan has never taken care of children, but compared with Su Shirin, who is a little thicker in this regard, he is much more meticulous.

Su Shilin sat aside with his arms crossed and looked at him coldly.

Buying people's hearts and minds with bad intentions.

Hehe.

"If you're hungry, you can try it."

Qi Yan's eyebrows were calm, and he didn't look good-tempered.

Although he hasn't tasted it yet, in terms of appearance and smell, it seems that Qi Yan is really doing a good job.

Of course, Su Shirin didn't want to admit this.

But after Qi Yan brought all the prepared dishes to the table, Su Shirin's opinion didn't seem to matter anymore.

Sweet and sour short ribs, pigeon soup, golden crisp...... The color and flavor are complete, and before you eat it, you can already feel the saliva secreting wildly.

Su Shilin: ......

It seems, as if, there is more than a star and a half better than yourself.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qi's cooking skills to be so good, so can I ask Mr. Qi how to cook in the future?"

Song Shihui asked with a smile, sounding as if she had come with the mentality of studying hard.

Meng Ge watched from the sidelines, and suddenly glanced at Su Shirin, seeing that she looked ignorant and unconscious, as if she didn't know what Song Shihui wanted to do, and was a little unhappy.

Isn't it usually that when there is any wind and grass, you will jump in a hurry?

Why is there no reaction to the fact that the fish in my fish pond are being fished away now?

Qi Yan untied the apron on his body, and obviously looked so gentle when he faced Su Shirin, as if he would agree to any unreasonable request.

But when Song Shihui asked, he just replied: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not convenient." ”

Even if it's just a perfunctory scene.

Song Shihui was even ready to say what she was going to say next, but now she was choked.

There was a breath in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down.

"This, that's it, I'm presumptuous."

Song Shihui retracted her fingers, and her fingertips were about to burst her palm.

Meng Ge was disappointed, but there was a little more indescribable envy in his eyes when he looked at Su Shirin.

That's a lot of luck.

If he could have half of Su Shirin's tone, he wouldn't have been mixed up like this.

"Let's eat."

Qi Yan pulled out a chair and sat down, beckoning the mother and son on the opposite side to eat together.

He didn't seem to notice any strange stares around him.

Theoretically, Su Shirin should be a little more backbone, such as refusing the food at this table.

But some don't eat it, isn't it, a bit of a melon?

And Qi Yan even served a bowl of soup for each of their mother and son, which tasted fragrant.

Zhou Zhou looked up at Su Shirin, with a hint of inquiry in his beautiful eyes.

Is it OK to eat?

She doesn't eat it herself, so what about the little one?

Hungry, or eat your own dark dishes?

Thinking of this, Su Shilin still pushed the bowl of soup in front of Zhou Zhou to his hand, and then said casually:

"Eat."

Zhouzhou's dining etiquette is very good, he will not pick and choose, and he will not make a lot of noise, Qi Yan looked at the quiet and beautiful little guy opposite him, and naturally liked him a little more.

As soon as the defense line in his heart was loosened and the food was eaten in his mouth, Su Shirin realized that he was also busy in the kitchen, and some people were really busy for nothing, and some people were going to create 'miracles'.

But if you want Su Shirin to praise Qi Yan, it is impossible.

The mother and son don't say anything when they eat, which is in line with Qi Yan's habit of 'eating silently' when he eats, and although the mother and son on the other side didn't speak, they ate very deliciously, and it didn't make people feel hungry.

[Virtuous, too virtuous]

[Woo woo I envy Su Shirin so much, if I have a next life, I also want to experience a happy life like Su Shirin]

[Bitter our boat cubs, I haven't eaten anything good with my mother]

[So, it seems to be the same, if the show is over, will the boat cub be a guinea pig again]

[Their picture in the same frame is too harmonious, right? ] There are so many people next to them, they naturally really look like a family of three]

[Mr. Qi must be the first choice for Su Shilin's stepfather's candidate list, right? ] 】

Preferred...... hammers.

On the balcony after eating, Zhou Zhou covered his round little belly and snuggled up to Su Shilin and rolled around.

The sun is warm, shining so that people are weak and just want to rest.

Su Shirin was originally just sitting on a chair on the balcony and watching Zhouzhou play with toys.

But I don't know when, Zhouzhou began to get sleepy, and she gradually fell asleep by her, and she herself had a vague sleepiness.

The Commander doesn't know that some humans in this world still have the symptom of 'dizziness'.

In layman's terms, it means that after eating enough, it is easy to feel sleepy and want to sleep.

Qi Yan changed into clothes without the smell of oil smoke and came out, and saw the mother and son on the balcony, like dozing cats, drowsy.

Zhou Wei'an, who was in front of the screen, happened to see this scene, he squinted, with his intuition of being a lawyer for so many years, there was definitely something greasy in this.

But what he couldn't figure out was what Su Shilin and Qi Yan could have to do with each other?

Even Qi Yan would personally cook for her.

It's true that Qi Yan can cook, but who would want the terrifying Mr. Qi to cook for himself!

In their circle, there are very few people who know that Qi Yan cooks, and even fewer people can eat Qi Yan's own cooking.

With his own stomach full of questions, Zhou Wei'an made a phone call to He Shao, who sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman shopping.

Finally, Miss Qiaoqiao had the intention of resting, and He Shao immediately introduced the restaurant closest to the mall.

He needed a seat so much to sit down and rest, and when women were shopping, it was crazy.

When Zhou Wei'an's call came in, the hard-working He Shao had just gotten a glass of water to drink.

"Ah, Brother Vian, what's wrong...... cough cough," He Tianchang put down the cup of water that he had drunk and motioned to the waiter to pour himself another glass, "You said little uncle, I asked my little uncle to participate in the show......"

The innocent He Shao glanced quickly in the direction of the bathroom, and proudly told his little abacus to Zhou Wei'an on the other side of the phone.