The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2566 Raw Rice Cooked Mature Rice
Shen Hanyang clapped his hands: "Okay, wait for the raw rice to be cooked!"

"Alas..." Mo Xiaobai sighed faintly: "Am I stupid? I can't do anything even though my family's conditions are not good..."

"Don't say that, study hard while studying, and you can learn to cook at any time. Is it useful to learn to cook while studying? If you are so busy studying, how can you have time to cook?"

Shen Hanyang didn't like that Mo Xiaobai always complained about himself so much. He knew that it was his inferiority complex that caused the trouble.

Pettingly stroking the top of Mo Xiaobai's head: "Learn slowly now, before there is time."

"En!" As long as she is willing to learn, she will definitely be able to learn, and she will definitely become a woman who can match Shen Hanyang. Her mood suddenly improved, and she dragged Shen Hanyang to the restaurant and pushed him to sit on a chair.

"Try my handicraft quickly, I hope it won't be too bad."

"Okay!" Shen Hanyang took the chopsticks handed over by Mo Xiaobai, picked up some chopsticks fried with carrots and shredded pork, his expression didn't change at all, and he nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, it's delicious!"

As soon as Shen Hanyang said "delicious", Mo Xiaobai smiled, and quickly served him another bowl of fragrant tomato rib soup.

Shen Hanyang was still full of praise for this soup, and his sincere expression convinced Mo Xiaobai that it was true.

Mo Xiaobai happily sat down, picked up chopsticks and tasted his handicraft.

Chewing carefully, carrot fried shredded pork has no strange smell, but the carrot is still a little raw, and it is crunchy when chewed, but raw carrot can also be eaten, and it’s okay. Corn, fried for too long, is dry and crunchy. It was hard and difficult to chew. The most serious problem was the tomato rib soup. The fire was just right, but there was too much salt.

Mo Xiaobai was crying, seeing Shen Hanyang drinking the soup with relish, he couldn't bear it, and took the bowl from his hand: "It's so salty, don't drink it."

"Is it salty?" Shen Hanyang was able to say against his conscience: "My taste has always been relatively strong, and I feel pretty good."

Mo Xiaobai was greatly moved, and secretly sighed, Shen Hanyang is so kind!
There was a mist in her eyes, she sucked her sore nose, and brought the tomato rib soup back to the kitchen: "I'll add some water and boil it again."

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At night, in Jiangcheng, the bustling pearl of the west, a white Audi TT nimbly shuttles through the night.

Qin Siying drove to the river, threw in all the utensils that had accompanied her for several years and brought her countless happiness, and then went straight to Meng Zhanyang's apartment.

The door of the apartment was locked, Qin Siying was not in a hurry, and took out the key card Meng Zhanyang gave her from the Chanel bag.

With a light swipe, the closed iron door opened.

It was pitch black in front of him, and Meng Zhanyang didn't seem to be in the apartment.

Qin Siying thought to herself, is there a surprise waiting for her?
Turned on the headlight in the living room, let go of her voice, and called out delicately: "Zhan Yang, Zhan Yang, are you home?"

The only answer to her was the sound of "Hmmmm" pouring in through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Will not be there!
After searching around the apartment, there was no sign of Meng Zhanyang.

Qin Siying frowned and said to herself, "Where did he go?"

He promised her to move here at noon, thinking that he would wait for her in the apartment, but in the end, the room was completely deserted.

Too much!
Qin Siying bit her lips in dissatisfaction, took out her phone, and used GPS to locate Meng Zhanyang.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but your lungs will explode if you look at it.

He actually went to the Jiangnan family again - the place where he once had an affair with Mo Xiaobai.

Qin Siying clearly remembered that Meng Zhanyang spent most of this month in the Jiangnan family, and there seemed to be his fixed foothold.

(End of this chapter)