Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Sister Hong had already started making the buns. Yan He went over to take a look and saw that they were filled with leek and vermicelli filling.

Ms. Yang is a hypocrite. She says one thing and means another. She sounds very disgusted and asks that everything that is cooked be her favorite.

"Sister Hong, when can we eat?"

I can tolerate being a little hungry when I’m lying in bed, but once I get up, I feel like all my energy is gone.

It’s impossible not to eat.

"Very quickly, I'll finish wrapping these skins and put them in to steam." The whole family calls her this and they've gotten used to it.

Sister Hong was busy all the time, but she still took the time to ask her, "What would you like to drink in the morning? Milk or juice, or should I make you some hot and sour soup to go with it?"

"I'm fine with either. I'll ask them for you."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

They said whatever.

The words were already on the tip of her tongue, but Sister Hong swallowed them back. Maybe she would ask.

There might be other things you want to eat.

Yan He leaned against the door and looked at the two people in the living room: "Student Xi, do you want some hot and sour soup? There is also milk and juice."

Ms. Yang frowned and scolded with a smile: "Eat what you want to eat, why bring Xiao Xi along? How can he eat such a strong taste of sour and spicy food so early in the morning?"

Yan He stared at someone and said, "Then drink some milk. I'll give you some hot milk."

He looks fair and soft, so he is suitable for drinking milk, but hot and sour soup is not very suitable for him.

"How about it?"

Xi Jiayan shook his head to refuse, with a smile on his face, showing no sign of stage fright even in front of his elders.

It can be said to be calm.

"I want to eat the same thing as my sister."

He was even not shy about expressing his love for his sister Yan He, and he was not at all shy about it.

Ms. Yang rolled her eyes and glanced between the two of them several times.

She had to admit that her daughter might be born with the airs of an older sister. Yan Mu has always called her older sister "sister" since she was a child.

At least it came out of a belly.

Now there is another little Xi, who is just as sticky and wants to do whatever his sister does.

There is no blood suppression between them, right?

Yan He asked, but when he really said he wanted to eat, he was a little worried: "Can you eat? Or something light?"

"I can eat it."

"Sure?"

"determine."

"Row."

Yan He turned back to the kitchen and made a small gesture with her thumb and index finger: "Sister Hong, make hot and sour soup. Don't add peppercorns. Just a little bit spicy and a little bit sour."

"Don't you like stronger flavors?"

"I'm taking it easy today. I'm getting angry."

It was the first time that Sister Hong heard her say such a thing. People who love spicy food don’t care whether they get irritated or not.

But she just needs to listen to whatever the employer says.

The housekeeper that Ms. Yang hired is really amazing. She can cook all kinds of food, including Western, Chinese, Thai and Korean.

No need to go out to eat.

Yan He took a bite of the vermicelli bun, pulled open the chair next to Xi Jiayan and sat down: "Mom."

"..."

"mom?"

"..."

"mom......."

"Mom, mom ...

Yan He took a spoon and drank a mouthful of the hot and sour soup, waiting for the food in his mouth to be swallowed.

Then he continued: "How about Sister Hong follow me and cook for me in the future."

I didn't react at all to Ms. Yang's complaints. I have been used to it since I was a child.

It's true that if she doesn't answer, I don't want to say it, there's nothing I can do.

"You think beautifully."

Ms. Yang rolled her eyes and said, "You want to find him yourself? Why are you competing with me for someone?"

"...I'm just asking casually."

Isn't it bullying if she brings people with her when she works? She feels very tired herself.

You can go home and eat when you are not working.

Thinking of this, Yan He suddenly sighed, and when both of them looked over, he winked at Xi Jiayan: "Very fierce."

The next second, his head was pushed: "You devil girl."

Yan He's head was supported by a large hand, and he didn't move away: "Did you see it?"

Xi Jiayan felt the touch of his palm and did not withdraw his hand.

He curved his eyebrows and smiled happily.

“It’s so cute how my sister and aunt get along.”

...................................

While Yan Mu was sleeping soundly upstairs, Xi Jiayan accompanied his mother and sister to have breakfast.

I woke up slowly when the sun hit my butt. I turned over and took out my cell phone to take a look.

It's ten o'clock, still early for lunch.

Just as I was about to close my eyes and take another nap, I suddenly remembered something and sat up abruptly in bed.

Damn, damn!!!!

Xi Jiayan is still at his home.

This guy definitely won’t sleep in since it’s his first time at his house. I don’t know if it’s awkward for him to be alone downstairs.

He was so sleepy that he didn't remember anything.

We agreed yesterday that we would treat him as a good brother and a good friend from now on, but today we left our good friend alone.

Yan Mu casually squeezed his feet into his slippers and hurried downstairs without even having time to wash his face.

Prepare to call people up.

But he stopped halfway through the run and stood on the stairs with a confused look on his face.

He looked left and right, and looked at the two people who looked towards him after hearing the voice.

Yan He put the note in his hand on Xi Jiayan's forehead and patted it gently.

"Woke up?"

Yan Mu finally came back to his senses, rubbed his head and went downstairs, looking at the notes on several people's faces with an indescribable look on his face.

"What are you playing at?"

"It's poker. Whoever loses buys dinner."

"..."

He was really overthinking it. He was worried that Xi Jiayan would feel embarrassed, but he didn't expect that he would just have fun.

Yan Mu turned around and ran: "I'll be down right away, we'll play together later."

Such a fun game, yet they play it secretly by themselves.

Xi Jiayan curled the corners of his mouth, and while the person in front of him was dealing the cards, he quietly blocked his mouth and blew a breath.

The already shaky sticker flew out instantly, floating in the air.

It just happened to land on the opposite side along the way.

Yan He's hand that was dealing the cards paused, then he quickly dealt the cards and picked them up.

"come over."

"Oh."

Xi Jiayan moved his butt, leaned towards her, and put his face closer.

I lowered my head obediently and let her do what she wanted.

Yan He pressed hard on his forehead and fiddled with it twice to make sure it wouldn't fall off this time.

She poked his cheek with her fingertips.

"If you drop it again, I'll punish you by making you put on another one."

"Ow~"

"Deng, Deng, Deng..."

Yan Mu quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then rushed downstairs and sat down on the carpet in front of the two of them.

"Hurry, hurry, start over. I want to play too."

"No~"

"..."

Yan Mu turned around in confusion and looked at Xi Jiayan: "Why not? I want to play too."

"We have already posted so much, it will be unfair if you continue to play, settle first and then play again."

"Go, go, go."

I thought it was something else. With his strength, he really shouldn't be added in midway.

Just try it again.