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In the past three years, Qiao Haoxuan has become a handsome baby in kindergarten. Even if the other children in the class are foreign children with yellow hair, blue eyes and white skin, he is still the one with the most good looks.It is estimated that the genes of the two fathers are good. This child has been white since he was a child, and his hair is also dark brown, which is foreign.

"Daddy ~ Hug!"

"Yesterday you said that you are already an older child, and you won't let Daddy hold you." Qiao Yaxi bent down and picked him up, "What did you eat at noon, you're heavy again."

Qiao Yasi, who has regained his perfect figure, has waist-length hair. His hair is of good quality and thick, and he only uses a hair rope to comb it behind his head. With his increasingly beautiful face, It's really a bit indistinguishable.

I don't know what's going on, since he started to lose weight, his appearance has changed a little bit. In the past, he was the kind of sunny and handsome guy next door, but now he has a little smile on his face. Fascinating, the temperament of the whole body has also changed a lot.

He suspected that it had something to do with having a baby.

But the change is not too big, at least not too much for those who can see him every day, but if you want to compare his current photo with the photo of five years ago, it can be described as a change in the level of plastic surgery.

Xuanxuan raised his fingers, and put them down one by one, while counting, "Sami sent us two pieces of cake, and two candies, and also ate beef and onions." She asked childishly, "Daddy, what shall we have for dinner tonight? Is godfather coming to have dinner together? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"You can call him and ask." Qiao Yaxi put him on the baby safety seat in the car, fastened the seat belt, turned back into the driver's seat, and said while fastening the seat belt, "I I plan to lose weight for you, vegetable salad and baked potato cakes for dinner today."

"Oh NO! Daddy, you are abusing me!" Xuanxuan screamed and pouted, "Godfather said that I am still growing! I want to eat meat! Meat! Meat!"

Qiao Yaxi started the car, curled his lips, "Then you ask your godfather for meat." I don't know what Yan Chuan thinks, but he wants to be Xuanxuan's godfather in a vain manner. I wish I could snatch the child from him and raise it.

The kid Qiao Haoxuan crossed his arms, crossed his chest and pouted, humming and acting coquettishly, "No, no, godfather's cooking is terrible. I like daddy's cooking the most. I like daddy's cooking." I can eat two bowls."

Qiao Yaxi said in his heart, yes, yes, you and your father have the same virtues, and you have inherited them from the fools.

On the way home, Xuanxuan finally let go of his self-esteem and exchanged his father’s nod for approval with a Chinese calligraphy post. He can bake a few chicken wings for him at night, or only the wings without the root and tip of the wings. That grilled chicken wing.

The little handsome guy had a serious face and accused: "Only the wings are incomplete chicken wings."

Qiao Yaxi carried him out of the car and raised his eyebrows, "Then do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat!" The big man can bend and stretch, and he might lose his wings no matter how loud he is, but... he raised his little finger and raised his head, "I want to eat five!"

"...Why don't you get fat to death!" It stands to reason that his son eats a lot for each meal, three meals a day and two milks, but he is not too fat, and his body is that strong and fleshy. She is very cute, but her height is among the top among children of the same age. If she returns to China, she may kill a group of little Douding in seconds.

Xuanxuan ran two steps forward with her small schoolbag on her back, turned to look at him, "Daddy, can I call my godfather? Invite him to a candlelight dinner."

Qiao Yaxi raised his forehead, what kind of mess did the kindergarten pay? Is this how candlelight dinners are used?

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

"Yay! I want my godfather to bring me chocolate cake!"

"Don't eat chocolate, your teeth will be broken!"

While Qiao Yaxi was marinating the wings, Yan Chuan came, holding a black forest cake and two bags of beef and pork ribs, without any green.

"Can you buy some food next time you come?"

"Xuanxuan loves meat."

"He will be constipated if he eats too much meat. Did you forget that you didn't poop for five days last time?" Qiao Yaxi rolled his eyes at him, very disgusted, "Next time you don't come if you do this again."

Yan Chuan put the things in his hand into the refrigerator, scanned the living room but did not see Xuanxuan, he asked, "Where is the child?"

"I wrote calligraphy copybooks upstairs. One copybook was exchanged for five roasted wings." Qiao Yaxi laughed.

The corner of Yan Chuan's mouth twitched, "You really know how to bully your son, I'll go upstairs to accompany him."

"You watched him do his homework."

"What homework does a three-and-a-half-year-old doll do?"

"Colour in that coloring book. It seems that there is still a word to write? You can ask him." Qiao Yaxi was busy without raising his head.

Yan Chuan sighed. Today's children really start education as soon as they can walk, and they don't have any fun in childhood.

Don't look at Qiao Haoxuan's incompetence with his father, but he will still do what needs to be done very seriously.For example, right now, he is standing in front of the desk with a stern face, holding a brush in his right hand, tracing the calligraphy paper stroke by stroke.

He read every word he wrote, and he knew all 32 characters on a copybook.

"Honey, are you tired?"

"Godfather!" The sweetness was ten plus, and the serious face immediately changed into a bright smile, and eight small teeth could be seen in the grinning mouth.

Yan Chuan walked over to look at his writing, nodded and praised: "The writing is awesome, better than godfather."

Xuanxuan immediately shook his head happily, and said: "Of course, Dad said that we must not forget our roots in life, and we will return to China in a few years, he doesn't want me to become illiterate who can't even write. "

Yan Chuan was speechless, and raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead, "Your father really has high demands on you. He wants to train you to be a calligrapher. You can write, and your godfather will accompany you."

"Okay!" Nodding heavily, Xuanxuan continued to trace the calligraphy stroke by stroke.

Qiao Yaxi’s previous live broadcast was for weight loss and fitness. After he lost weight successfully, he started to do food live broadcast. Foreign live broadcast networks are not as strict as domestic live broadcast time requirements, so he has been doing live broadcasts all the time.In particular, he discovered that Huaguo cuisine is very popular abroad, not only by fans who have been following his weight loss before, but also attracted many Huaguo cuisine lovers to watch.He now starts a live broadcast every day when he cooks, and the effect is very good.

[The anchor is at the newspaper again! 】

[I started to lose weight from the anchor until now. It has been three years. The [-] catties I lost following the live broadcast have all gained back recently, crying bitterly! ! ! 】

[The host's fingers are so beautiful, what delicious meal are you going to make today? 】

Qiao Yaxi glanced at the message board and said with a smile: "Today, I grilled honey chicken wings and vegetable salad, and made rice porridge. I'd like to eat something light at night."

[Drool, want to eat. 】

[Please draw a lottery! 】

"If you draw a lottery, I can't do it today. I'll bake it again at noon tomorrow, and then I'll draw a prize." He put the chicken wings that had been prepared into the baking tray, turned around and turned on the oven to set the time, " If you are roasting the whole chicken wings, it is best to wrap the wing tip with tin foil, otherwise it is easy to burn, two hundred and four for 10 minutes is enough, friends who don’t want to bother to open the oven to brush honey in the middle can also marinate with honey directly, but The taste of the finished honey will be a little lighter."

[I feel like I can smell the aroma through the screen! 】

[The roasted pig's trotters in the lottery draw last time were delicious, with endless aftertaste. 】

Qiao Yaxi chuckled, he found that foodies know no borders, and it is true that food can conquer the world.

While the oven was working, he took all kinds of vegetables and washed them, then shredded them and put them in a crystal bowl, poured some vinegar and very fresh soy sauce, some salad dressing and chili bean paste.

It is worth mentioning that the chili bean paste was specially mailed to him by Zhou Zhou two months ago, and he was able to eat it for a long time in three boxes.

[Anchor, what is your sauce made of? It looks scary and red. 】

[Is it the famous chili sauce in Huaguo? I had it before when I was doing a show in a city in Huaguo. It was salty and spicy. 】

Qiao Yaxi put on disposable plastic gloves, reached into the bowl to stir, and replied: "Yes, almost every family in China has a bottle of this sauce stored in the refrigerator, which can be directly taken out to mix or stir-fry. Stewing vegetables is very convenient, just add a teaspoon each time."

After he finished speaking, his mind moved.

The speed of the hands is very fast. After mixing, put it aside. "When using a soup pot to cook porridge, you can drop two drops of oil, or put two chopsticks on the pot, which can properly prevent the porridge from overflowing. Be careful when stirring. Lightly clockwise, otherwise it breaks the consistency, like this."

After he made a demonstration, he put down the spoon and turned down the heat a bit. The two dishes were definitely not enough to eat. He took out the beef he brought from Yanchuan just now, and cut some fat and thin beef belly. There happened to be enoki mushrooms in the refrigerator. , he plans to make a beef stew with enoki mushrooms.

When he boiled the pot, there was a ding from the oven over there.

"The chicken wings are ready, let's take a look at the finished product."

The burnt-yellow chicken wings radiate heat, and the skin of the chicken wings is burnt with oil. The color is bright because of the brushing with honey, which makes the mouth water.

A dish of grilled chicken wings brought him a lot of gifts, and one of the new fans bought the ten most expensive gift airships in one go.

The man didn't speak, just swiped the gift.

The live broadcast room was swamped by the special effects of his gift, and many people left messages to worship the local tyrant.

"Uh, thank you Mr. Numbers, I'm very glad to receive your tip." Qiao Yaxi was a little dazed looking at the string of numbers that seemed to be typed out casually, and he wanted to ask if this person had any interest in chicken wings. Special favorite.

"That's all for today's live broadcast, see you at breakfast tomorrow." Qiao Yaxi exited the live broadcast room, glanced at today's earnings, and smiled contentedly.

In China, He Gamei paused with his fingers on the screen for a long time before putting down his phone reluctantly, looked up at Fang Zhou who was sitting across from him and kept rolling his eyes at him, and asked in a cold voice: "How is he doing now? "

Fang Zhou snorted, "Of course, I don't know how good it is."

What a fart, a man with a milk doll doesn't even have much private time for himself every day, and he has to broadcast live, do translation, and clean up the child. It's not bad if he isn't depressed.

He Gamei nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He actually wanted to contact Qiao Yaxi a long time ago, but a series of changes in the family made him unable to do this. He thought about waiting until everything stabilized before picking up the person. return.

"What do you want?" Fang Zhou was furious seeing his calm look.

"I won't do anything. I didn't stop him when he wanted to leave, and I won't disturb his life now." He Boyi said something against his will, with a very serious expression.

Fang Zhou stared at him for a while, and believed him.

If Sun Jiang or Xu Yantao were to sit here, it would be useless even if He Boyi's hype was useless.

Isn't there such a sentence?

A man's mouth, a liar.

So, Fang Zhou is the real second, even He Boyi can see the essence of his second.