Chapter 187： The actor is my mother fan 27

The fish is indeed very delicious. Several different cooking methods bring out all the unique flavors of the fish, and a few people eat and drink.

It was just eight or nine o'clock, but after a day's rush, everyone was sleepy and went back to their rooms to rest early.

The staff outside also began to pack things, and the lights were a little dim.

Listening to Chu Ci obediently saying goodnight to him, Yan Zhao walked behind Chu Ci and responded, squinting his eyes slightly, watching Chu Ci yawn, and whispered.

This sound made Yan a trance.

Ah... the little milky voice of porcelain treasure...

Watching Chu Ci return to his room, Yan Chao walked into his room calmly.

Early the next morning, the program crew set up the equipment early and waited outside quietly.

Chu Ci woke up very early, and when he went out, there was a quiet place around him. Several directors who looked kindly smiled at her and motioned to her to relax.

Chu Ci waved his little paw, holding the washing utensils in his hand, said good morning to the people around him, and turned and walked towards the water pipe.

While washing, there was some noise from the kitchen.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes, brushed his teeth and washed his face, put the things aside, and went to the kitchen to look.

It was Yan Zhao who woke up earlier than Chu Ci. He changed into a casual outfit. His hair looked a little messy. He was holding chopsticks in the pot and didn’t know what to eat. Chu Ci only smelled it. Kind of mellow taste of noodles.

Hearing the movement, he looked back carelessly, and saw a small head sticking out of the door, and a pair of eyes blinked at him with misty eyes after waking up.

This look almost made him throw all the chopsticks in his hand into the pot.

The little girl looked white and tender in the morning light, wearing short-sleeved half-pants, just looking at him with curiosity.

Yan Zhao slowed down, looking at this scene, he automatically added words: Your little cute suddenly appeared.

Why did this little girl get up so early?

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Seeing that he had seen himself, Chu Ci walked in toward the kitchen with his feet raised. There was a fixed posed in the room, and Yan Chao turned his body slightly to allow Chu Ci to see what he was doing.

There are several golden cakes in the big pot, and the egg soup is gurgling in the other small pot.

The aroma is overflowing.

Yanchao lowered his eyes to look at Chu Ci. Seeing the light from the bottom of the girl's eyes, she looked at the contents of the pot with eyesight, and couldn't help raising his hand without chopsticks and resting it on Chu Ci's head. .

"I asked this in the morning. We need to find the ingredients for a later task. Now there are only potato flour and eggs, so I made potato cakes and egg soup.

The little girl hadn't slept much yet, but she was probably really hungry. She watched the potato cakes in the pan glow.

He didn't care where he put his hands at all, and even rubbed his palm subconsciously.

The little girl just got up, her hair tied back randomly, it looked like she hadn't been combed, and it was fluffy.

Soft and well-behaved.

Yan moved his eyes slightly and took the chopsticks to tear off a corner from the potato cake in the pot, "It's already cooked, do you want to taste it?"

With that said, he handed the small piece of potato cake to Chu Ci's lips.

The little girl bit the small piece into her mouth, because it was hot and exhaled slightly.