Chapter 318

Just as the atmosphere continues to be embarrassed, night qianxiao suddenly raised his eyes, looked at her faintly, and suddenly asked, "the kitchen is cooking soup?"

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In the tangled state of mind, the night mother realized that there was a burning smell coming from the kitchen. Suddenly, the whole person immediately stood up from the sofa, "miserable, miserable, my soup..."

The mouth is cold to say, night mother where still care so much, hurriedly ran to the kitchen, that panicked back and just elegant and kind seems to have no connection, but fell into the eyes of night qianxiao but it seems to have a breath of life.

Eyebrows slightly Yang Yang, night qianxiao eyes slide across, wipe smile, immediately put down the melon seeds in the hand, and directly stand up from the sofa.

In her memory, night mother should be the kind of person who is good at cooking, but always needs a helper to do things in the kitchen. It is estimated that every time she cooks, she will make a mess of the kitchen.

"Xiaoxiao, don't come in, I'll make another soup."

Night mother in the kitchen in a hurry, want to open the lid but hot hands, in a hurry to find thick things to pad, but the kitchen has never been her care, where things are not very clear to her.

More importantly -

the daughter is still watching. She will be very embarrassed if she doesn't deal with things in an orderly way!

So, when she was so busy, a hand suddenly stretched out to the front, grabbed the switch on the gas stove, and gently twisted it, all the crises were solved immediately.

Night mother subconsciously relaxed, but turned to see his daughter's face, cold and scared of cardiac arrest, until after a long time to react.

However, at this time, night qianxiao has already grasped her hand and put it directly under the tap. As soon as the finger is lifted, the water will be turned on. The cool water will immediately wash down and fall on the red hot finger, which relieves a lot of pain.

Night mother looked at the body side of the night qianxiao, is still the face of memory, her eyebrows slightly frown, very calm to do all things, give people a feeling of extra peace of mind. Night mother can not help but feel trance, as if this daughter is really grown up.

The guilt at the bottom of the eye reappears, feeling that the scald on the hand has improved. The night mother can't help but say to night qianxiao: "Xiaoxiao, you go out and have a rest, I'll do the things in the kitchen."

Turn off the tap, night qianxiao glanced at the vegetables and fish just washed, "I cut vegetables."

Er

Night mother stares at ye qianxiao suspiciously. This spoiled daughter has never been in the kitchen for more than 20 years. How could Cut vegetables?

Although the night mother has self-knowledge and her cooking skills are not good, ye qianxiao probably inherited her defects. As a mother, night mother does not believe her daughter very much.

Seeing her look, yeqianxiao guessed what she was thinking. She lifted the basket containing vegetables directly and took a kitchen knife to her hand. When she was about to cut, she explained faintly: "I'm in the cooking class now."

The voice falls, the hand rises the knife falls.

The rhythmic sound sounded from the kitchen, and the potato chips were cut out quickly under her action. The thickness of the potato chips seemed to be mechanically cut out. In the eyes of night mother, this was a real trick, which was hard to estimate with common sense.

Looking at the profile of night qianxiao, I don't know when it has grown higher than her. There is no edge and anger, instead of unexpected calm, I feel that she has precipitated a lot.

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