Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 118 Desserts
He Xiuping was helpless again by Song Chiqing's surprise and warned her.

"Be careful when we're not at home, you know? It's best to call Shiyan over to watch you at home, or you'll blow up the kitchen when I go out."

Song Chiqing pursed her lips, "Then you stay at home and teach me." She must not be able to do well by herself, and she didn't want Ji Shiyan to be harmed by her.

"Do you think I can?" He Xiuping has rarely been in the kitchen since she married Song Wenrong, and most of them are thugs when she goes in. She waved her hand to indicate that she was powerless and let her do it, "Look for your father. Go, I'm only in charge of eating."

It might not be an idea either.

Song Chiqing rekindled hope all of a sudden, left a sentence "Then I'll find my father", and then ran downstairs excitedly.

"Dad! Dad, good dad!" Before she saw Song Wenrong's figure, she was already calling for him.

The man who was called was downstairs reading a magazine while drinking tea leisurely. When he heard his daughter's urgent and attentive call, he knew that something was wrong.

As soon as he picked up the magazine and stood up and wanted to sneak away, he happened to meet Song Chiqing who had just descended the stairs. The former was about to cry, but the latter was elated.

Song Chiqing ran over and hugged his arm, "Dad, good dad, let me discuss something very important with you."

Song Wenrong had a serious premonition, and his desire to leave was even stronger, "So, Qingqing, tell your mother, our family will follow your mother's arrangements, right?"

Knowing that he wanted to escape, she hugged him even tighter, "Mom said that only you can help me with this matter. Although Mom is the head of our family, Dad, you are also the pillar of our family!" She said to herself Dad is "flattering".

That sounds nice.

Song Wenrong is very useful.

"Okay." He pretended to be very casual, "Is there anything to discuss? I'm all ears."

She just ate this set and Song Chiqing pinched him to death, "How about you teach me how to make desserts?"

"You!?" Song Wenrong's reaction was as if he had heard some shocking event.

"Yes, it's me." She looked expectant, even a little proud.

This is really a difficult matter.

"But I have to go to work." Their jobs rarely have vacation time, and the usual off-duty time is not enough to teach her how to make desserts.

Ordinary people forget it.

His daughter who can't even recognize kitchen utensils...

"Just tell me if I'm your only daughter?" Song Chiqing stopped talking with him, and directly took out his trump card.

Song Wenrong's mouth twitched, "Yes..."

She asked, "Then are you willing to let your only daughter be multi-talented and become better and better?"

"Willing to..." Could he say no?

"That's right!" Song Chiqing clapped his hands together, and he made a final decision, "Then it's settled, you will ask for leave tomorrow to teach me at home."

After she finished speaking, she immediately ran to open her courier, and Song Wenrong couldn't react so fast. He Xiuping saw this scene just as she came down from the stairs, and couldn't help laughing.

Song Wenrong had no choice but to turn around and complain to his wife, "Qingqing is exactly the same as you."

When He Xiuping heard it, the corners of her mouth rose and she immediately flattened her lips. She crossed her arms and looked at him quietly, "What do you mean?"

The majesty of the head of the family is vividly displayed.

"Uh huh." Successfully captured Song Wenrong, his desire to survive made him change his speech, "It means you are as beautiful and cute as you are."

"That's about the same." He Xiuping snorted, ignored him, and Xu Bu walked over to unpack the courier with Song Chiqing.

Early on Saturday morning, Song Wenrong was woken up by Song Chiqing yelling at the door of the room. He originally wanted to take advantage of the rare time today to sneak in for a late sleep, but she was really noisy. He opened the door, and even played the March of the Volunteers on his mobile phone directly at the door of his room.

Song Wenrong: ...

All right, he accepts his fate.

"Dad, you can't say that your brother looks good when you do it well."

Song Chi stood beside him with his hips akimbo, watching him move his hands and mouth, looked at the pattern on it, recalled the scene when Ji Shiyan taught her last time, and then couldn't help expressing emotion.

Song Wenrong had no choice but to put down the mold in his hand, "Why don't I go over and invite Shi Yan to you?"

She let out a regretful "嗐", if it wasn't for Ji Shiyan who sent the dessert, then of course she would have gone to find him too.

Song Wenrong saw what she meant, and began to wonder if it was a mistake for him to ask for leave to teach her, "You little thing, you turned your elbows outside before you got married."

"Then what can we do?" Song Chiqing spread his hands and muttered, "I'm going to get married sooner or later anyway." And he was so kind to her, so of course she wanted to talk to Ji Shiyan.

Song Wenrong laughed, "Have you thought about it for so long, haven't you? Do you want to change your name and call your uncle and aunt as parents?"

Her own father also made fun of her relationship with Ji Shiyan just like her friends. Although Song Chiqing blushed, she was not to be outdone, "When the time is right, I will surprise them unexpectedly! When the time comes I am a member of the Ji family!"

Song Wenrong was so amused by her that she couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you sure you're not scared?"

She stomped her feet and said angrily, "No way!" Uncles and aunts always said that they wanted to take her home as their daughter-in-law.

Song Wenrong taught her the same process more than three times, and she recorded videos and took notes, and finally she was able to do it by herself.

Of course, he still has to supervise with his own eyes.

"Wrong, wrong!" Seeing that she was about to add the wrong formula, Song Wenrong quickly patted her on the arm, "Why is the first step wrong? How many times have I taught you..."

Song Chiqing felt aggrieved and interrupted him, "You are not as patient as Brother Shiyan."

Song Wenrong: ...

"Okay, take your time." He tried his best to be gentle, "Beat the eggs first, okay baby girl?"

She got a good deal, so she must act like a good boy, and she gave a beautiful and cute smile, "Okay, Dad."

Just like that, she finally managed to make a strawberry cake, and filled it with joy, she spooned a sip to Song Wenrong, "How is it? Is it sweet?"

He thought she liked sweet ones, so he nodded without thinking, "Sweet, very sweet!" It finally succeeded, can he go back to his room to catch up on sleep?

"Huh?" Song Chiqing regretted, "Then I have to make another one, brother Shiyan doesn't like too sweet ones."

Song Wenrong almost collapsed, and quickly changed his words, "Actually, it's not very sweet, just a little bit, Shi Yan will like it."

She was dubious, "Really?"

"Of course!" He replied instantly.

She looked at the cake and thought for a while, "No, I still have to make another one, this one is not pretty."

Now he really broke down.

　On the 31st, draw a baby to send this month's keychain peripherals.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)