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Cheng Jinchuan nodded, and asked from the rearview mirror: "Luo Luo Luo, do you have anything you want to eat?"

Yan Luoluo looked at Cheng Jinchuan's flickering eyes. He had already made up his mind to show off her skills tonight, so if that was the case, "I want to eat seafood recently, why not have a meal tonight?"

"Alright!" Cheng Jinchuan happily nodded his head, cooking seafood was his specialty, he drove the car towards the supermarket, and the three of them went to the seafood freezer to choose a lot of seafood. Yan Qinghuan was holding a large prawn in her arms, his favorite dish was stewed prawns, and it was even Cheng Jinchuan who cooked it.

Cheng Jinchuan carried a few bags on his left and right hands as he got off the carriage. Yan Luoluo carried a variety of seasonings in one hand and pulled Yan Qingfan with the other.

Looking at this man, he didn't look like the man from two days ago. Was he his new boyfriend?

Once Cheng Jinchuan entered the room and changed into his apron, he started to pack up the seafood in the kitchen. Yan Luoluo helped her out, although she would not be able to cook, she could still help him out.

Yan Qingfan, on the other hand, had placed the fruit cutting board on top of his plate and was placing the snacks on it as well. He sat on the sofa and watched the educational film on the television, but his gaze would occasionally glance at the two people cooking in the kitchen.

Although it looked harmonious, Yan Qingfan still wanted to see the Uncle Mu and Mommy together. However, if Mommy really liked Uncle Cheng, then the two of them would be perfect together.

Cheng Jinchuan reached out his hand, and Yan Luoluo handed over the sweet and sour salt she needed. The two of them moved with incomparable tacit understanding.

"Add some cilantro and it'll be even better."

Yan Luoluo grabbed Cheng Jinchuan's hand, and the cilantro in his hand was almost placed into the pot, "Don't let it go! Fanfan does not like to eat cilantro. "

"Sorry, I forgot that Fanfan doesn't eat cilantro."

Cheng Jinchuan laughed awkwardly. He always liked to forget about this matter, and now it seemed that if he wanted to be together with them, he should change his liking of eating cilantro.

"It's fine. I forgot about it at the beginning, but now I remember."

When Yan Qingfan first came into contact with the cilantro, he immediately covered his nose and said that he couldn't stand the smell of the cilantro. This made Yan Luoluo realize that the smell of the cilantro was different from the others.

"Fanfan is here to eat, quickly come and have a taste of Uncle Jinchuan's cooking!"

After putting down the fries in his hands, Yan Qingfan hopped over to them, "Mommy is here!"

Looking at the table full of food, it had been a long time since there was such a sumptuous meal, Yan Qingfan unconsciously ate a lot, and touched his round and small belly, feeling satisfied.

"Awesome! Uncle Cheng, if Mommy had half your skills, I would have turned into a little chubby girl."

"Haha, Fanfan, are you saying that my cooking is bad?" Yan Luoluo rubbed Yan Qingfan's little head. He would always say things that would make people sad, but Yan Luoluo couldn't do anything about it.

"Your mommy didn't cook well. Didn't she try her best to raise you to such a big age? If you want to eat the food I make, I can make it for you every day in the future. "

Cheng Jinchuan took the opportunity to get closer to the two of them. Yan Qingfan shrunk his head and turned to look at Yan Luoluo, unsure of how to receive him.

In regards to Cheng Jinchuan, Yan Qingfan always somewhat disliked him becoming his father.

"Jinchuan, you're a little tired. Why don't you go back and rest?"