Daddy, step aside

Chapter 918 The Silly Son of the Landlord's Family

Chen Ye smiled innocently: "I want to hold your hand and cut, so that I can experience my wife's knife skills."

Leng Xiaonuan gave him an annoyed look, but still got in from under his armpit.

The people waiting in front of the screen shouted again that they could not stand the crit of dog food like Buniao!
Hold your hand and grow old together, here it has evolved into holding your hand and cutting vegetables, but there is no sense of disobedience.

I saw that Leng Xiaonuan was slightly restrained by Chen Ye's big palm, and he didn't cut fast, and this kind of hand speed was simply a benefit for those who watched the live broadcast.

With one knife, a piece of carrot was as thin as a cicada's wing, and with another knife, it was still a piece of carrot that was copied and pasted. Then she pinched the two slices of carrot with her jade fingers, and explained to Chen Ye to the sun: "Look at the texture of the carrot. , Is it very similar to pupils? This is the legendary "Eat what you eat and make up what you eat".

When I let you eat carrots in the future, don't refuse. "

"Of order! Wife." Chen Ye ruffian smiled, and then said, "Will my wife want to eat big white steamed buns every day from now on?"

Leng Xiaonuan frowned, pondered over Chen Ye's words, and then immediately raised her leg and kicked his ass: "Chen Ye! Your uncle!"

In fact, the most collapsed person is not Leng Xiaonuan, but the majority of netizens!
By the way, is the cold-faced Yama who drives the train the cold-faced Yama they know?

In less than 10 minutes, everyone's inherent impression of him has been completely overturned.

But such a cold-faced Hades is more humane, more down-to-earth, and more accepted by the majority of netizens, isn't it? !
While everyone was meditating, Chen Ye and Leng Xiaonuan had already prepared all the ingredients in the noisy room.

Turn on the fire, heat the pan with cold oil.

Then take the kitchen paper and dip the salad oil in the pan, and spread it evenly in the pan to prepare fried eggs.

knock!
With so much force, the egg shells and egg liquid all fell into the pot, and Chen Ye was at a loss for a moment.

Leng Xiaonuan crossed his arms and sneered, "Comrade Chen Ye, you made me lose face by doing this. You even said that you are my number one fan, but it turned out! I haven't even learned how to fry eggs... My warm baby's signature It's going to be smashed by you!"

Chen Ye panicked, turned off the fire, then scratched his hair like a stunned boy who made a mistake, then picked out all the shells from the egg, and then put the hideous egg into a bowl by itself.

Take another bowl, lightly break the eggs into it, make sure that no egg shells are mixed in, carefully pour the egg liquid into the pot again, and fry slowly over medium-low heat.

Leng Xiaonuan glanced at the sliced ​​ham on the console, and Chen Ye instantly understood.

Put slices of ham in the pan and fry alongside the eggs.

Leng Xiaonuan took a clean pan again, and when the temperature was about the same, he put a piece of bread directly, counted for ten seconds, then turned it over for another ten seconds.

Then put the cheese slices in the microwave for ten seconds on medium heat.

"Honey, is this alright?" Chen Ye asked tentatively.

Leng Xiaonuan nodded, and then he could see the cold-faced Hades heaving a sigh of relief.

This series of actions seems to be worried that his clumsy hands will smash his wife's signboard with sincerity and fear.

Let the onlookers who can't post bullet screens feel that the three views have been subverted again.

OMG!

Could it be said that this is the way of the imperial husband in the legend?Extremely admired.

"What's next?" Chen Ye didn't reciprocate too much luck, and still obeyed Leng Xiaonuan's arrangements like a good student with an open mind.

"Tear off a piece of plastic wrap."

"Okay wife, no problem wife." The smile on Chen Ye's face was a bit like the silly son of a landlord's family, "May I ask how much you tear it up, my wife? Is it this long? Or is it this-what-long?"

Make gestures with your hands.

　The poison was supposed to be released tomorrow, but who made today a day suitable for abusing single dogs. . .So don't mind adding a poison note. . . 233333! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)