Chapter 826

In the evening at the end of February, a flight from Toronto, Canada to Shencheng will land smoothly in another hour or so.

In the cold light, Maybach galloped on the avenue at the dawn of the lights. It was not long before he met the evening peak. The sound of the wonderful engine was low. In addition, there were many traffic lights on the way to the airport, so he had to stop and go.

A phone call came in. The proud man pressed the Bluetooth headset, "Yuxuan?"

"My mother will arrive at about six o'clock tonight. It's still early. Be careful on your way. Don't worry."

"OK." At the moment, the viaduct was a little blocked. Maybach stopped. He said faintly, "if you are too tired to prepare Canadian food, please invite a chef from a five-star hotel to the capital of Huadu, and you can cook."

"Love me and want me to muddle through?"

"Otherwise?"

After lifting a few strands of hair in her ears, she hooked her lips and smiled, "in those five years in Canada, I have made progress in my cooking and cooked Western food..." it's almost the same for cats and dogs. Except for Chinese food, others can only hire a cook.

The lights are like a river, moving slowly on the bustling and charming Avenue.

When the man heard her say that his cooking skills had improved, he raised his eyebrows. His low voice was magnetic, "don't touch Western food, I dare not eat."

"Afraid I'll murder my husband?" Yuxuan deliberately pretended to be unhappy and raised his voice to question.

Li Beichen just smiled, "I'll drive and hang up first, huh?"

Yuxuan bit his lip, "okay."

She took a breath and opened the Canadian recipe. She felt a little headache.

Although Canadians pay more attention to lunch than dinner, they are used to eating cold food, pay attention to the nutrition and quality of dishes, and pay attention to the freshness and tenderness of dishes. To make a delicious cold food is more challenging for her.

I tossed in the kitchen for a while and only prepared a plate of vegetable salad. Yuxuan finally chose to give up and dial the special cook number in Huadu capital.

Soon, someone outside the villa rang the doorbell.

Wu Ma went to open the door. The man who came in was one meter eight five, and his eyes were full of damn crazy evil spirits. After him, the chef of the five-star hotel came in.

"Xing SHAOHAO."

"Yes."

The sound of heavy leather shoes suddenly came from the cold and luxurious floor tiles. Yuxuan was stunned. When he explored his origin from the kitchen, he immediately saw the tall and straight figure standing against the light and frowned.

Since experiencing the snow, Xing Ye has often run to Jianlan mountain, just like a poor man shivering with cold, always trying to absorb the warmth of home from the capital of Huadu.

Just like the cheeky brown sugar, I can't get rid of it.

He leaned over his cold and thin lips and lit a cigarette. The smoke half covered his sinister facial features and ruffian's airway: "little sister-in-law, I'll rub the rice, don't you dislike it?"

“......”

Such a beating tone, coupled with such a lazy manner, dislike, very dislike, okay? I scolded the damn man all over, and didn't want to look at him more.

He didn't care much. His slender fingers took the smoke away from his mouth and slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke. Then he walked slowly towards Wu Ma, took the little fierce in her arms and directly picked it up.

"Dad, grandson hugging you?"

In a word, Yuxuan choked and suddenly laughed, "take the child well, I'll be busy first."

After loosening his tie, Xing Ye smiled brightly, "OK."

7 p.m.

When Li Beichen came back, the whole capital of China was brightly lit.

The cold in February wrapped around him. When he got off the bus, he felt a trace of cold, "Mom, go in."