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"Guess?" Lin Yitian asked.

Guess what? If he knew, he wouldn't be so conflicted as to ask him. Lanlan casually replied, "Do you think I should take a guess?"

"Do you think I should guess?" Lin Yitian replied even faster.

"Is it fun?" Lanlan rolled his eyes. A grown man is so childish.

Does Lin Yitian look like the kind of person to admit defeat? The answer was no! He said coolly, "I'm afraid you feel empty and lonely, so I'll answer you. If he asks me to answer an ordinary person, I won't even be bothered to answer him. "

Why did this sound so familiar? Yes, wasn't that what he and his mother had said?

He looked down at Lin Yitian and thought, could this be the legendary blood relation? After thinking about it, he felt that he had overthought it. Coincidences and the like were nothing out of the ordinary.

Lan Qin sat on the sofa without caring about her image, her posture was extremely ugly! As she happily ate, she no longer urged the two people inside to hurry up. It was fine as long as she had something to eat. Since it was her favorite food, she no longer cared about what the two inside were saying.

It was spicy and sour, and he kept breathing out. Only then did he enjoy himself. Lan Xin was shouting 'spicy' as she ate, but at the same time, she was eating nonstop as well. Her face was red from the spiciness, and her lips looked as if they were about to drip blood. It was sour and appetizing, so he couldn't stop.

It just so happened that when Lin Yitian and Lanlan came out, they saw his like this. There was no lady to talk about, there was no gentleness. He was like a small child, a young girl that was only 16 or 17 years old. Regardless of their image, they would risk their lives when they saw someone eating. This was probably what the fabled foodie looked like.

"Mommy, time to eat." Only after the two of them had fiddled with the table for a long time did Lanlan call Lan Qin over to eat.

Right now, Lan Qin was not too willing to eat anything, "Wait, I'm not done eating yet."

"Come and eat it!" Lanlan directly walked over to the sofa and dragged Lan Qin over.

Under Lanlan's insistence, Lan Qin could only carry her sour and spicy potato shreds towards the dining table, while walking and eating. As she looked at the various dishes on the table, her eyes were filled with a myriad of emotions. They couldn't even look at it. Every dish was emitting a fragrance like the sounds of a hundred flowers struggling. There was also the beautiful appearance of the dishes. It just seemed to seduce people, not to mention to start eating.

Although he had eaten some sour and spicy potato shreds, he immediately became hungry when he saw the dish. He never thought that Lin Yitian's cooking skills were not bad either.

Lan Qin always thought that his son was already very impressive, but he could be considered to be more skilled than even the chefs at the five-star hotel. Now that she thought about it, Lin Yitian was not bad too, she could not help but say, "I never thought that you would know how to cook, your cooking skills are not bad too."

Hearing that, Lin Yitian decided to be cocky, "Of course."

"Mommy, am I not good at cooking?" Lanlan was unhappy, his mother didn't even praise him.

In order to live a good life in the future, immediately praised Lanlan, "Who said that Lanlan's cooking could not be compared to others. Now that Lanlan was only six years old and had such excellent culinary skills, he would definitely be even better in the future. When you reach his age, you'll definitely cook better than he does. The best is still my Lanlan. He will definitely be even better in the future. "

Regarding Lan Qin's generous exaggeration, Lanlan accepted it all. "Of course."

Lan Qin looked at Lin Yitian and said that it was necessary, but sure enough, narcissism could be inherited.