Chapter 716

The kitchen was full of laughter and laughter from both of them, and nothing could make people feel happier than this time.

Si Yeqing waved to Luoyu silk, which was still staying at the door, and motioned her to come. As soon as he saw her, a big smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he said, "come here."

Seeing that she still didn't want to come over, he cried out anxiously, and even more wanted to pull her over in person.

These are egg tarts and biscuits made by himself, not only because his daughter likes them, but also because he wants to taste them for his wife.

"Good." Luoyu silk should be obedient.

But Si Luoyu licked the biscuit crumbs on his fingers, pulled aside the stool beside him, and said softly, "Mommy, you sit here. We'll eat the biscuits made by daddy together. It's super delicious."

Si Yeqing stands at the table confidently, and he is very confident in his craftsmanship. Besides, his daughter has tried it, and he is very good at his craftsmanship, which makes him more confident at this time.

He nodded his chin to the refreshments, indicating that Luoyu silk could be tasted.

Luoyu stretched out her hand to the direction of the egg tarts. The egg tarts attracted her more than biscuits. The egg tarts were still slightly hot in her hands. After two breaths, she dared to put them in her mouth and chew them.

"It's not bad." She reached out to him and gave him a big compliment.

His craftsmanship is much better than before. This egg tart is the most delicious egg tart he has ever eaten. It's memorable.

Si Yeqing was relieved. His heart was full of satisfaction. His craftsmanship was praised by his family, which made him feel more grateful than his success in work.

"Daddy, I've finished this biscuit. Can I have egg tarts?" SLO rain watched Mommy finish the whole egg tart, her saliva almost came out.

"Of course."

Luoyu silk happily stretched out her little fat hand. When she passed the biscuit, she didn't show any hesitation and went straight to the egg tart.

The egg tart made this time is full of materials. She took it to her hand, even bigger than the palm of her hand. There was still some hot under the egg tart, so she immediately put it on the table.

"Daddy, this egg tart is even hotter than a biscuit. My hands are all burned. It hurts a little." She stretched out a little fat hand with some flesh. At this time, there were some traces of being burned in the center of the palm. Her wronged hand reached out to Daddy.

He immediately distressed to pull her palm into the lips, hard to blow a few big gas, but also with his fingers rubbed again, this is relieved to put her hand back.

"Does it hurt? Remember to tell Daddy if it hurts. " The division night Qing worries of ask a way.

Si Luoyu shakes his head, and the little hand comforted by daddy doesn't hurt at all.

Hand and took a small biscuit to eat, inexplicably there is a little bit of jealousy in the heart, Luoyu silk heart is just a little helpless, and funny.

His daughter's vinegar is really not delicious, did not expect him to his daughter so intimate, even sometimes better than her.

This concern far exceeded his kindness to her. She was so jealous that she ate several more biscuits. This kind of biscuit made by him was also a blessing to her daughter, and she ate it for the first time. After waiting for a long time, Si Luoyu even dared to take a small bite of the egg tart. Only after he was sure it was not hot did he dare to take a big bite and bite a quarter of the edge of the egg tart.

"It's so delicious. It's better than biscuits," she said. Now she wanted to hold all the egg tarts in her arms.

Si Luoyu asked seriously: "Daddy, can I take the egg tarts and biscuits to grandma? Grandma will definitely think that Daddy's cakes and biscuits are super delicious. "

Voice falls, division night Qing says with a smile: "certainly can."

Then, he put some biscuits and egg tarts in a small bowl, and gave the task of giving them to Luo Mu to taste.

Si Luoyu knew very well that she ran to Luo Mu's room and stood at the door, shouting in a low voice: "grandma, are you in the room?".

The next second, the door was opened. When Luo's mother saw her favorite granddaughter, she showed a kind smile and said softly, "what's the matter? Do you miss me? "

The small bowl in front of her body was raised high. She could see the delicate biscuits and egg tarts in it at a glance, and her smile was even bigger.

Sure enough, she is my granddaughter. She has biscuits and egg tarts. I don't forget her. She really has no pain in vain.

"That's great. I remember grandma with biscuits and egg tarts." Luo Mu squatted down happily and gave her a big kiss.

"Daddy made this." Slough rain proud of the small head.

Luo Mu was surprised and took the bowl from her granddaughter. She picked up a biscuit and tried it. The result was beyond her expectation. The taste was much better than she expected.

"Is this really your daddy's biscuit?" Lom was a little bit incredulous.

Because of the company's busy work, Si Yeqing seldom cooks at home. She didn't expect that he could even make biscuits and snacks which are a little difficult to operate. It's a bit surprising.

"Of course it's made by daddy. It's better than any biscuit I've ever eaten outside." Si Luoyu nodded firmly and patted himself bravely to ensure that he was definitely a biscuit made for daddy.

Luo Mu believed it and couldn't help eating another biscuit.

All of a sudden, Wang Jian came to mind in her mind. He is so old that he should eat less snacks. Otherwise, she might as well send some biscuits to him.

At the thought of action, Luo Mu immediately asked, "how many biscuits does your father make?"

Si Luoyu thought for a moment, then compared a big circle with his hand, and said casually: "Daddy, he has made a big basin full of food, and there is still a lot left to eat."

After thinking about it, Luo's mother and granddaughter came to the living room together. Seeing Si Yeqing, she asked, "are there any extra biscuits? I want to send some to my friends. "

"There are others. I'll go and pack them for you now." Si Yeqing said that he had more, so he went to help Luo Mu pack a small bag of biscuits and put them in a delicate bag.

Luo's mother and granddaughter are playing in the living room. Si Luoyu laughs and has a good time.

"Here, packaged cookies and egg tarts." He reached out to Lomu and put his daughter in his arms.

But Si Luo rain feels a little tired of paralysis in his father's arms, breathing panting.