Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

Xiao Zimeng couldn't wait and asked him for it.

Then be the first to try it.

Before the chicken legs were colder, the little guy put it in his mouth greedily, took a bite and chewed twice, and the expression on his little face changed instantly.

The beautiful facial features were all wrinkled, as if he wanted to spit out the chicken leg, looked at Ye Fan, his brows frowned even tighter, and swallowed it again with great difficulty.

"Not delicious?" Ye Fan looked at his daughter's face, seeming a little disappointed.

Xiao Zimeng shook her head like a rattle, "It's delicious, delicious. Daddy's roasted chicken legs are the best in the world."

In order to prove that she wasn't lying, the little guy took a deep breath, buried his head in another bite, and then smiled at Ye Fan, "It's really delicious, Daddy."

but. .No matter how you look at it, that smile is forced.

Xiao Zimeng gave Anthony a bunch, turned her head, with a fierce expression on her face, "Take a look, my dad's roasted chicken legs are not very delicious."

Anthony obediently took the chicken leg from her hand.

Because Xiao Zimeng handed it to her personally, the little guy was a little flattered, looked at Xiao Zimeng, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looked at Xiao Zimeng affectionately, and lowered his head to take a bite of the chicken leg .

Xiao Zimeng asked threateningly, "How is it, is it delicious?"

Well, as long as you dare to say it's not delicious, hum, let him go back to his own home.

Anthony was very knowledgeable.

Ye Fan is Xiao Zimeng's father. If he wants to please Xiao Zimeng, he must please her father and mommy together.

This move, but his father told him.

What he said was, that was how he chased after his mommy back then, and this method was very useful.

Therefore, Anthony still kept a sweet smile on his face, "It's delicious, it's delicious."

Xiao Zimeng snorted in satisfaction, her face full of pride, "Of course, my daddy is the best person in the world."

One of the two little guys kept bragging, and the other kept bragging, Ye Fan's slightly frowned brows loosened unconsciously.

In fact, he has no confidence in his cooking skills at all.

How could he have had the opportunity to cook?

There are many things he needs to learn since he was a child, and cooking has never been included in it.

The young master of the Lucifer family opened his mouth and stretched out his hand when he came for a meal, and was served by a large number of people. As long as he said he was hungry, all kinds of delicious food would be served to him immediately. He could choose whatever he wanted, and he had no chance to cook at all.

And in Master Ye Fan's opinion, he himself is not willing to do such a thing at all.

But now, his mind has changed a bit.

If he had known that one day, he should have learned a little bit, so that he could still have a chance to show off what her precious daughter wanted to eat.

Whether the chicken legs are good or not, he has no idea at all.

It looks good, but I don't know the taste. . .

"Let me try it. Speaking of which, this is the first time you baked something for us. Well, Master Ye Fan's first time is really too precious. I should take a photo as a souvenir."

As she said that, Tong Caiwei actually took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the chicken drumsticks baked by Lord Ye Fan.

Front, back, top, bottom, 360-degree rotation and shooting.

With a smile on his face, Ye Fan couldn't help chuckling, "If you like it, I'll bake it for you anytime."