The child does not teach, the father too

Shameless, you want to sleep with my dad!No, go back to your room quickly. "

Long Lu'er was caught off guard, and was pushed to the ground by him, hurting his knee, and his delicate skin was slightly scratched, looking at Long Yi'er in fear.

He just came to Long's house today and has been injured many times, all of which were caused by Long Yi'er alone.

Long Qingsu hurried forward to pick up Long Lu'er and went back to his room. Long Yi'er wanted to follow in, but Long Qingsu blocked the door.

"Yi'er, go back and reflect on yourself." Long Qingsu said in a deep voice, closing the door mercilessly.

Long Yi'er completely blew up, kicked the door forcefully, and shouted: "Yi'er is right!"

After speaking, he ran away angrily.

Grandpa and grandma were worriedly looking around at the door of their room. When they saw Long Yi'er running out, they quickly grabbed him and asked distressedly: "Yi'er, what's the matter? You're crying, my poor little baby."

Long Yi'er threw herself into grandma's arms to seek comfort, clenched her fists tightly, and once again became high-spirited.

Hmph, Long Lu'er, I'm not afraid of you!

So what if you can attract Dad's attention for a while?The person my father likes is Yi'er. We used to share life and death together. You can't compare these things.

I don't believe it, I, Long Yi'er, can still lose to a poor little girl!

She smiled confidently, said goodnight to her grandparents, and went back to her room.

He didn't sleep either, just rolled around hugging the quilt, and began to draw up a battle plan in his heart.

Long Lu'er, just wait for the move!

76 Volume 02·Love Competing Story [-]. Cooking Competition

The next day, Long Yi'er got up early in the morning.

He ran to the kitchen, put on his little apron, and prepared breakfast neatly.

Dad likes to eat Yi'er's cooking the most. If he wants to be a virtuous little Yi'er, little pity can't compare to him.Look at that poor little girl with delicate skin and tender flesh, she definitely can't cook!

Hoho... Poor little girl, just wait to be defeated by me!

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, Xiao Yier smiled and closed her big eyes, and happily started cooking breakfast.

But not long after cooking, another person entered the kitchen, it turned out to be Long Lu'er.

"What are you doing here?" Long Yi'er held a big spoon, trying to drive Long Lu'er out.

Long Lu'er replied softly: "I...I want to make breakfast for everyone."

"No need, didn't you see me making it? Dad and grandparents like to eat what I make the most." Long Yi'er said proudly, waving a big spoon and trying to drive people away.

"But I still want to express my feelings, brother, how about you being yours and I being mine? Then we will see whose breakfast my father likes to eat." Long Lu'er said timidly, with a pitiful face Looking at Longyi'er.

"Hmph, just do it, I won't lose to you!" Long Yi'er straightened out her small chest, and continued to make his breakfast with all her might.

The two little guys had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and finally brought the breakfast. They placed it on one side, looked at Long Qingsu expectantly, and said in unison: "Dad, come and try the breakfast I made, okay?" tasty."

Long Qingsu looked around, one side was Yi'er's, the other was Lu'er's, he dared not eat either side, and could not offend either side.

Can't help but smile wryly, his father is really aggrieved.

At this time, Long Batian and Feng Yuqiao also came over.

Long Batian laughed loudly: "Haha, it's so early. Why are there so many delicious things on the table? This cake is so beautiful, Yi'er, did you make it?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece and ate it in two or three bites. He even praised the Olympic coin and said, "It's not bad, it's very delicious, it's soft and soft and it melts in your mouth."

Long Yi'er got angry, and said loudly: "That was not done by Yi'er!"

Long Lu'er at the side blushed, and said softly: "Lu'er made the cake, if grandpa likes it, eat more."

Long Batian was stunned, then touched Long Lu'er's head, and said with a smile: "It turned out that Lu'er did it, it's really good."

Turning around, he asked Long Yi'er again: "Yi'er, what did you cook for breakfast? Hurry up and bring it here for Grandpa to taste."

Long Yi'er stared at the things she had made with her small mouth flattened.Simple preserved egg and lean meat porridge, although no one knows how much work I have put in to make that bowl of porridge more delicious.There are also ugly dumplings. Even if the filling inside is delicious, the appearance is really not very good.Milky white soy milk, although it looks good, but it seems a little petty, it is simply a copycat version, the most beautiful is the fried egg, golden yellow, but it looks very ironic at this time, a piece The fried eggs are lying alone on a small plate, which seems too simple.

Looking back at the things made by Long Lu'er, all kinds of pastries, round, square, and heart-shaped, are all exquisite and beautiful. According to grandpa's reaction, the taste is also very good.There is also the milk tea and coffee with a strong aroma, packed in exquisite royal porcelain, which looks elegant and noble.

Comparing the two sides, the outcome can be seen immediately.

Long Yi'er's eyes were red, and she silently held the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge that she made, and ate it by herself.While eating, tears fell down, and fell into the porridge, and it tasted astringent and bitter after drinking.

Long Qingsu watched from the side, and suddenly picked up the fried egg made by Long Yi'er, took a bite, and commented with a smile: "Well, my baby Yi'er is really getting better and better, even an egg is fried so well .”

Long Yi'er raised his little head from the bowl in a daze, with tears still hanging on his face, he smiled foolishly, and asked Long Qingsu anxiously: "Dad, do you really like eating Yi'er?" Fried eggs?"

Long Qingsu nodded affirmatively and gave Long Yi'er a thumbs up.

Like a victorious little rooster, Long Yi'er looked at Long Lu'er arrogantly, his eyes full of triumphant smiles.

Hey, the first thing Dad ate was Yier's fried eggs.

Long Lu'er gritted his teeth, cut a piece of cake with a knife, put it in a small plate, handed it to Long Qingsu, and said, "Dad, eat a piece of cake made by Lu'er, they have been making it for a long time."

"Okay, give it a try, Dad." Long Qingsu took it with a smile and took a bite.

"Father, is it delicious?" Long Lu'er asked cautiously

"Well, it's delicious. Lu'er's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a chef." Long Qingsu nodded and took another bite of the cake.

"Hee hee, Dad drinks coffee, the musk coffee that Lu'er grinds herself." As he spoke, he also brought the coffee over.

Long Qingsu took it and took a sip.

"Well, it has a strong fragrance."

Long Lu'er blushed, blinked her big eyes and looked at the handsome father in front of her.

Long Yi'er next to him silently held his cup and drank soy milk.

But as soon as he picked up the cup, his little hand was held by someone.

"Yi'er, why are you drinking it by yourself? Why don't you share some with Dad?" Long Qingsu looked at him with a smile.

Long Yi'er was so nervous that he stuttered, looked at Long Qingsu, and asked, "Father, you...do you prefer to drink soy milk?"

Long Qingsu replied with a smile: "Drinking a cup of warm and low-sugar soy milk in the morning is the most comfortable."

Long Yi'er was happy again, ran to the kitchen and filled several cups of soy milk, handed it to grandparents, and generously shared a cup with Long Lu'er, and said with a smile: "Try the soy milk made by Yi'er, Very nutritious."

Grandpa and grandma took it with a smile, and drank it all out of shame.

Long Yi'er narrowed his eyes with a smile, turned his head to look at Long Qingsu again, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, um...do you want Daddy to drink the porridge cooked by Yi'er?"

"Okay, Yi'er, give Dad a bowl." Long Qingsu nodded with a smile. Although he was already very full, he just ate a few pieces of cake and a few dumplings, drank coffee and soy milk, and ate a fried egg.But looking at his Yi'er baby blinking his big eyes with anticipation on his face, he couldn't say no to it.

Long Yi'er happily filled a few more bowls of porridge and shared them with everyone.

Long Lu'er drank it calmly, with an unpredictable expression, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, everyone was full, and the two little guys competed to clean up the dishes again.

Suddenly, Long Lu'er hugged her stomach and squatted on the ground in pain.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Long Yi'er poked him with her small hands. This poor little man was fine just now, why did he suddenly squat on the ground?

"I...my stomach hurts!" Long Lu'er said with difficulty, and passed out in the next second.

Long Yi'er panicked, and quickly yelled: "Father, Daddy, the little pity has passed out."

Long Qingsu hurried over and saw Long Lu'er fainted on the ground.

Without further ado, he quickly picked him up and sent him to the hospital, and Long Yi'er followed. Although he hated that guy who only pretended to be pitiful all day long, the kind little Yi'er still didn't want anything to happen to him.

Grandpa and grandma also went along worriedly, and the driver rushed to the nearby hospital as fast as possible.

After some diagnosis, the doctor gave the result: food poisoning!

Everyone was dumbfounded, eating in their own home was clean, how could they get food poisoning?

Long Qingsu frowned with a puzzled expression.

Long Yi'er suddenly had a very bad premonition.

What did that poor little eat cause food poisoning?Since he came to Long's house yesterday, he hasn't gone out. He eats all three meals at home.

Yesterday's lunch and dinner were cooked by the chef, and he was fine after eating them.

In the morning, the two brothers cooked breakfast together. Long Lu'er ate the pastries and coffee he made, and drank a few mouthfuls of the lean meat porridge cooked by Long Yi'er.

And then...the food poisoning...

Although Long Yier can swear to God that he never