God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

Go back to the residence and take a shower.

Qin Mo was lying on the bed alone.

Now I have two rooms, and my daughter should also live in a room by herself. She will be in the second grade next semester.

"Anyway, there's nothing to do, let's try our luck first."

Qin Mo looked at the system points in his mind.

After half a month, there are more than 50.

"Which one should I smoke?"

Start to hesitate among the three options.

"It's still a beginner, I haven't smoked it before, why don't I have ten consecutive draws!"

Think and do it!
"Whether it's a junior ten consecutive draw!"

"Yes!"

With Qin Mo's confirmation, the primary lottery drawing interface quickly rotated.

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"Congratulations to the host for getting the painting skill (full level)!"

"Thank you for your patronage!"

Except for one skill that appeared in the middle, the others are all thank you for your patronage!
Qin Mo was stunned for a moment. It turns out that not every lucky draw is guaranteed.

For the junior lottery draw, give yourself a guaranteed one, so you won't lose [-] points in one fell swoop.

I don't know if the intermediate and advanced levels are the same, there will be byes.

"Continue, junior ten consecutive draws!"

Qin Mo continued to draw the lottery decisively, but soon he frowned,
The ten times were all thank you for your patronage, but this time there was no guarantee.

Sweepstakes are truly addictive!
No, Qin Mo's third time!

"I don't believe in evil, and ten more elementary ten consecutive draws!"

Another ten thank you for your patronage, Qin Mo immediately woke up.

The [-] points were just in vain.

"Forget it, the God of Wealth is not with me tonight, try another day, let's see the skills first."

Qin Mo closed his eyes and carefully felt the information in his mind.

Soon, a master-level painter in his mind kept flashing in his eyes.

It was as if he had incarnated the master.

A large amount of information related to painting is constantly being absorbed by him.

"I have developed such a skill at my age. Could it be that I want to sell paintings on the street?"

Thinking of himself becoming a street performer, Qin Mo immediately felt a little interesting.

The extra drawing skills in his mind made him unable to bear it, and his hands began to itch.

If I don't paint the next picture now, I won't be able to sleep tonight.

Searched in the room.

A pencil and some white papers are on the table.

Get up and pick up the pencil on the desk.

"Draw what?"

When he really planned to do it, he found that he couldn't do it.

After a quick search in his mind, most of the scenes in his mind were with his daughter.

At this time, he knew what he should spend.

I have a thought in my heart, the pencil in my hand has been written,

rustle
A burst of small voices sounded in the room.

Qin Mo didn't feel any discomfort, and now he started writing by himself, as if it was his own instinct.

The pencil in his hand turned into his own arm at this moment, and the scene in his mind quickly appeared on paper.

Qin Mo drew very quickly, less than 5 minutes.

A little girl in a skirt appeared on the paper.

With an innocent smile on his face, a pair of big eyes looking forward.

The eyes revealed in the eye sockets seem to be looking at something?
After stopping his pen, Qin Mo looked at the paper on the table.

I couldn't believe it, as if my daughter was standing in front of me alive, smiling at me.

"This is what I drew!"

Compared with the previous cooking skills.

Drawing this is even more shocking!

"What seems to be missing?"

Looking at the portrait of his daughter that he drew, Qin defaulted to thinking for a while.

Not long after, he moved again.

After painting this time, he did not observe as before.

Instead, he put down his pencil, turned off the light, and fell asleep.

In the moonlight coming in through the window.

This is a bust portrait of a woman!

He was covering his mouth and smiling, his face flushed slightly on both sides.

It's just a black pencil, but it can show a person's expression vividly.

This woman is Ye Yin!

At this moment, Qin Mo, who fell asleep, had a smile on his face!

Early the next morning, Qin Mo was busy with another day.

What happened last night has been forgotten by him, and he didn't notice at all that the two portraits on the desktop had disappeared.

When Ye Yin came to eat at noon today, Qin Mo didn't notice that her performance had changed from before.

Looking at his eyes, it seems that there is still something hidden.

Qin Mo only cared about business, and the two of them didn't pay attention to the contact time before.

Ye Yin's reaction is still very sensitive, and he will withdraw his hand immediately.

When feeding Ye Yin today, Qin Mo accidentally grabbed her hand.

This time Ye Yin didn't shrink back.

Just blushed in the face.

The few people around didn't notice either, and everyone was vying for the delicious food on the table.

Not even Wu Yueyi, who has been paying attention to Qin Mo, is now following Qin Xinxin to fight for the last piece of fish.

"Xinxin, you eat so much, you can't give it to your sister!"

"No, look at what's in front of you and say, you don't eat less than me at all."

"Cough cough!"

After Ye Yin coughed, Qin Mo realized that he was still holding his hand.

He quickly let go of his hand and looked at everyone, but none of them noticed.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Ye Yin with a shy smile.

Everyone saw the subtle relationship between the two of them, but they didn't say anything about it.

Ye Yin, who was stared at by Qin Mo, quickly lowered his head.

After a while, Ye Yin looked up.

Flicking the hair by the ear with his hand, he just looked at Qin Mo like this.

A confident smile appeared on his face, completely without the expression of the little girl before.

"Brother Qin, thank you."

Qin Mo didn't know what she was thanking him for. At this moment, he realized that Ye Yin had changed.

"You're welcome!"

"Brother Qin eats vegetables!"

Ye Yin picked up a vegetable and put it in Qin Mo's bowl.

The performance of the two of them was hard for everyone to see.

Didn't see Wu Yueyi was stunned for a while, the fish on the plate had already been snatched by Qin Xinxin.

"Ha ha."

After everyone laughed, everyone acted as if they hadn't seen it.

"Humph!"

Only after Wu Yueyi made a sound.

He was venting towards the cooked rice in his hand.

I don't know if it was because the food was taken away, or something else.

"thank you!"

Qin Mo started to eat the food.

It was at this moment that he found that the taste of the food was different, and his heart became happy.

When he looked at Ye Yin, he didn't realize that his eyes had changed.

"Papa, Mrs. Ye, why are you two only patronizing the vegetables? Sister Wu ate all the meat."

Qin Xinxin looked at Wu Yueyi, who was still healthy just now, and now she picked up pieces of meat and put them into her bowl.

And my father and Teacher Ye looked at each other, holding vegetables in the chopsticks in their hands.

Soon the two plates of vegetables in front of me were gone.