[Hahahaha, Ono is still that Ono, dare to say anything, love. 】

[Isn't my brother right? This game is already childish! 】

[I found that the current variety shows always don't let people eat well. 】

[Han Siye is so handsome! ] When standing with Xiaojiu, it is simply an idol drama, kneeling and begging the two to shoot an idol drama! 】

There is everything in the barrage, but although the audience thinks that the game is indeed a bit naïve, they still look down with great interest.

Yang Fangping had already figured out Han Siye's temperament, and knew that he was not really unhappy, but he just complained casually, so he quipped: "What, I'm afraid I won't have breakfast?" ”

Han Siye glanced at his old father and snorted, "I don't have confidence in him." ”

Not to be outdone, Han Xiao immediately scolded back, "You kid...... I don't have faith in you! Who doesn't know that we are plastic father and son? ”

Everyone in the room laughed, and soon, the game officially began.

First of all, Su Jiuchai was really embarrassed. Because Dad is not a picky eater on weekdays, he likes both Chinese and Western breakfasts, and it is too difficult to choose two out of more than a dozen breakfasts, and it has to be the same as Dad's choice.

There was no way, after thinking about it, she wrote on the drawing board the xiaolongbao that her father eats most often, as well as the braised beef noodles she likes to eat.

Over there, Su Shengjing also wrote, he didn't seem to hesitate much, Yang Fangping looked forward to it like the audience, "Okay, now let's take a look, what is Xiaojiu written?" ”

Su Jiu turned the drawing board over, and his voice was sweet and glutinous, "I wrote these two, if I'm not mistaken, Dad likes to eat xiaolongbao." In particular, the xiaolongbao made by his mother is his favorite. As for me, I like braised beef noodles, especially those made by my mother, which are really delicious. ”

In fact, my mother rarely cooks, after all, there are domestic helpers at home. But her cooking skills are really good, and it is more than enough to open a private restaurant. It's just that Mom said that she doesn't cook for others, only for her and Dad.

Audience, [Where can I buy xiao long bao and braised beef noodles made by An Yuan's beautiful woman?] 】

[Help, I'm hungry just by listening to Xiaojiu! 】

[Witty, I have already picked up my phone and ordered takeout. 】

…

"It seems that Xiaojiu's mother is a chef who has been delayed by the entertainment industry!" Yang Fangping said with a smile and turned his gaze to Su Shengjing, "Now let's take a look, what did Xiaojiu's father write?" Will he and Xiaojiu be able to enjoy a hearty breakfast to the fullest? Come, 3, 2, 1—"

Su Shengjing also turned over the drawing board, and it was written: xiao long bao, braised beef noodles.

Su wine, "......!! ”

No, Dad actually wrote the same as her!

Everyone present was quite surprised, and Han Xiao couldn't help but say, "Good guy, are your father and daughter so smart?" I'm sour! ”

Su Shengjing glanced at him and said proudly: "That's it." But it's a pity that you don't have such a little padded jacket, I can only sympathize with you. ”

Han Xiao, "......! ”

Hey, this guy is so badly beaten!

Even Xiao Yang and Li Kaiwen, two people who don't have daughters, feel that Su Shengjing's smug face is quite unbeatable, but Chen Ke is honored, and he is inexplicably a little proud.

However, what hit Han Xiao and them the most was that the sons didn't guess what their father wanted to eat early, obviously they didn't pay attention to observing and understanding each other, in short, they didn't pay too much attention to each other.

The barrage was hahaha, [It turns out: Su Shengjing is undoubtedly a winner in life. 】

(End of chapter)