The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

When Bo Yan came out of the shower, Nan Jiaojiao was already at the dining table with two more bowls of rice. There was still the same plate of tomato scrambled eggs on the table.

He understood very well, rolled up his sleeves, and asked her: "What dishes are left in the kitchen that haven't been cooked?"

Nan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, with a tangled look on her face. She was struggling between waste and shame, and finally chose virtue.

"And beef and fish."

Bo Yanshan picked her up with his hands and said, "Come and see me do it. Can you help me?"

"Why are you saying this as a question?"

"I'm afraid you'll scratch me."

"I'm not a cat."

Nan Jiaojiao followed his hand and followed him into the kitchen.

In fact, she had tried cooking and learned everything from the videos, but she paused many times and still couldn't get it right.

Bo Yan has always been accustomed to strange things in the early morning, and has never had any hope in her cooking skills, nor does he hope that she can learn it.

In less than half an hour, two dishes were ready.

Nan Jiaojiao was always beside her, and she didn't know where she started to understand.

"Are you ready? In such a short time?"

Bo Yanqing tapped her forehead, "Fish and beef don't need to be cooked for too long, they are easy to cook, so you buy them well."

Nan Jiaojiao did not feel that she was praised.

She whispered softly: "I will do it one day."

"You don't have to know how to do it, I just need to know how to do it."

He said this every time, and Nan Jiaojiao's self-esteem suddenly ignited, "But there can't be only one person in the family who can cook. That will make you very tired."

"My son can do it too."

"Your son...where did you get your son?"

Bo Yanqing smiled: "There will be more in the future. I will teach him how to cook it for you."

Nan Jiaojiao stared at her, "Do you favor boys over girls?" "Am I willing to let my daughter do housework?"

Bo Yanqing took the two bowls of rice back to the kitchen, poured them all back into the rice cooker, and scooped out two more hot bowls. He opened his mouth and praised: "The rice is steamed well."

"Thanks……"

Nan Jiaojiao reached out to catch it with both hands, but Bo Yanqing dodged it as soon as he raised his hand. He took advantage of the situation and walked out with her in his arms.

"Taste it and see if it's spicy."

Bo Yanqing picked up a piece of beef, and he specially cut it into small pieces and fed it to her.

Nan Jiaojiao opened her mouth to eat and gave him a thumbs up, "It's delicious."

"Eat more, that's enough."

Bo Yanqing put so much food in Nan Jiaojiao's bowl that Nan Jiaojiao couldn't even put it in her bowl. She blocked it with her hands, and she didn't have a chance to pick up the food herself. She was already full just by finishing the food in the bowl.

Bo Yanqing put away the bowls and washed them, while she boiled hot water and made two cups of peach tea to drink together when he came out.

"My dad's 20th anniversary is tomorrow at Yuelai Hotel. I will go over and give him jewelry."

Bo Yan cleared his hands and said, "Didn't Lin Shuyun get stuck on your design draft and keep criticizing it? Where did she get the jewelry?"

"I'll send it over and ask for the money."

Bo Yanqing's eyebrows twitched, "I'll accompany you there."

"No, you will scare them to death if you go."

Bo Yanqing put down the water glass and hooked her belt into her arms, "What should you do if the Ye family bullies you?"

"My elder brother is here."

Bo Yanqing pursed her thin lips tightly and stared at her disapprovingly, but his eyes were not threatening at all. Nan Jiaojiao stood on tiptoe and kissed him, and he immediately put on a gentle face.

"It's okay if I don't go. Unless Miss Lu can go with you, otherwise you won't be allowed to go. Give your set of jewelry to Brother Pei and let him go."

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, "He won't ask for money from my family, but I want it back. I can't work hard for so long in vain."

Bo Yanqing asked: "Are there no conditions for negotiation?"