"Ah--" Qin Meng covered her fingers, and the kitchen knife with the small handle was just the middle fingertip. Fortunately, she didn't exert too much force, leaving only a slender wound, and the jealous blood flowed out instantly.

Xiang Yami was startled.

Her family has a son who is very good at cooking, much younger than Qin Meng, so she naturally forgot that it is actually very, very difficult for a child to cook.

Well, it’s too dangerous to cut vegetables, so let’s change the same thing and start cooking.

Three seconds later, "Well—it hurts so much."

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yami hugged the child who was covering her face, moved her aside from the stove, and carefully checked.

"The oil is so hot." There were two red marks on her face.

"There is water on the shovel, so the oil flowers jump out. Didn't you just tell me that you must wipe it clean and you can only put it in after you make sure there are no water droplets?" Didn't Qin Meng listen to the explanation? Wuwuwu, it's a good thing that she is a teacher and speaks so vigorously.

"I didn't mean it, but the shovel seemed to be unobedient." Qin Meng bit her lip.

"Maybe I was wrong. You are too young and not suitable for this kind of work." Xiang Yami decided to share some easier things for her, such as washing dishes.

A crisp sound was heard.

Qin Meng was covered in foam in her hands, and she shook her head embarrassedly, "It's too slippery."

Looking at the messy kitchen and the ingredients that were not prepared at all, Xiang Yami really doubted whether she would not be able to eat this bowl of udon noodles at night if she continued.

In order to take care of the child's emotions, she tried her best to maintain a warm expression, and found an excuse to push the little girl out of the counter, then rolled up her sleeves and started the aftermath.

Fengliu came back to his senses first, restrained his laughing expression, and stared at Zhan Chunxuan seriously, "Are Luo Luo joking just now? You and her really already have children, and they are healthy children?"

Someone was proud, "Can this be fake?"

He looked like he was full of everything and smiled so disgustingly.

"Where is that child now? Why didn't he come with you?" The man who was walking on the night suddenly noticed a bright light appeared in front of him. Although the light was still very weak, he just couldn't convince himself to give up.

Even the previous fight with Zhan Chunxuan was forgotten. In Fengliu's eyes, Zhan Chunxuan's status with his son has risen sharply, and has reached a level worthy of his full attention.

"Lolo and I are on a honeymoon trip. It is so inconvenient to take care of our children, so of course we will leave him in a safe place." Every answer is ambiguous, keeping the secret to the greatest extent between the real and the real.

Even if people in the whole town have a rose birthmark like Lolo, so what can it do?

This matter is not worthy of Zhan Chunxuan's valuable trust. He always keeps in mind the difference between inside and outside and does not eliminate his vigilance.

"I can't believe it if I didn't see the child." Qin Qing's face was pale, his mind was complicated, and many thoughts emerged. He had to find the nearest chair to sit down, pick up a large glass of water, and pour it into his mouth.

Zhan Chunxuan shrugged, no matter whether others believe it or not, he didn't plan to let these guys see their baby son anyway.
Chapter completed!