That night, Yan Yan really did what Bo Jinshen said, and drove directly from Beicheng to Huacheng to look for Mi Xiner.
When she arrived, it was already night, because she had told her on the phone in advance, so Mi Xiner went to a nearby supermarket to buy some needed materials, and prepared for everyone to have a supper together.
Yanyan's hand cooking skills are not bad, and in addition to following Bo Jinshen's side these years, in order to fill her stomach that can't stand takeaway, she has practiced good cooking skills.
Mi Xiner and Xiaomi Dou are very dependent on her for cooking.
When she heard that she was going to cook, Xiaomi Dou was so greedy that she almost drooled, "Aunt Yanyan, shall we make hot pot later?"
Hearing the words, Yan Yan lowered her head and gave him a strange look: "It's not winter now, what kind of hot pot are you eating? Are you afraid of being overheated?"
Xiaomi Dou was unhappy when he heard it, and pursed his lips and said, "You can also eat hot pot in summer, don't you think it's very interesting, Aunt Yanyan?"
This makes sense
Yanyan squinted her eyes and looked at Xiaomi Dou, and suddenly stretched out her index finger to poke Xiaomi Dou's forehead.
"Sentimental? You also learned a professional term, you snack food, don't think I don't know you want to eat meat."
"Hmm." Xiaomi Dou covered her forehead, her white and tender face was full of anger: "Does my aunt and aunt make hot pot?"
"No." Yanyan turned around and turned on the faucet to wash the vegetables: "Your godfather works all year round, and it takes more than two hours to drive from Beicheng to Huacheng, do you know that? And when people usually socialize outside, they should Tired enough, you still let people come over to eat hot pot? Can you let them eat something good in the middle of the night?"
Listening to the words, Xiaomi Dou blinked her eyes, as if reading other meanings from her words.
Xiaomi Dou suddenly said something surprising: "Aunt Yanyan, why are you
Why are you so concerned about my godfather, do you like him? "
"What did you say?" Yan Yan suddenly jumped up as if being stepped on by her tail, stared wide-eyed to look around, and when she found no one around, she quickly reached out and covered Xiaomi Dou's mouth: "You, you, you, you, you, you must not talk nonsense. Do Ba Dao know?"
Xiao Mi Dou was covered by her mouth, unable to speak, just blinked and stared at her.
His appearance made Yan Yan feel guilty, and she quickly let go of her hand, "Don't talk nonsense, you know? Otherwise, I won't get you food next time."
Hearing this, Xiaomi Dou seemed to have thought of something, tilted his head and said, "Auntie Yanyan makes hot pot for Xiaomi Dou?"
Yanyan stood up, feeling sleepy, and unfurled the food in the bag angrily, saying, "Fuck, can I get it for you? Really, I probably owed you, my little ancestor, in my previous life." .¡±
At this time, in the upstairs room, Mi Xiner had already taken a shower, changed into a simple T-shirt and home pants, and was standing by the window on the phone.
"Mr. Lin, I asked my assistant to record and save your request at that time. The time we agreed on was within a month. Tomorrow I will ask my assistant to check on Miss Zhao's figure. After that I will design the work you want within the agreed time."
Having said that, Mi Xiner paused. Looking at the stars in the sky outside the window, I couldn't help reminding: "But it's past eight o'clock in the evening, and it's already time for a break." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com