Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He held his breath and turned his face to look at her.

She smiled at him, smiling sweetly, like she was a child.

With a soft heart, he freed a hand and rubbed her long hair, "Okay."

However, a man’s words cannot be heard in the kitchen except in bed.

And Cher took it seriously.

She really regarded him as a relative, because she could feel that he was kind to her.

"Brother." She called again, probably moved.

Ye Muyun smiled and moved her small body in front of her at once, ""Brother teaches you to cook."

Cher is stupid!

She was just touched. The most important thing is to find someone to feed herself. She didn't mean to learn to cook.

And she was half held in his arms like this, what would Xiao Yishu think when she saw it?

Although she is not Xiao Yishu's mother-in-law, Yishu doesn't know!

So she had a small face and was bitter.

Ye Muyun smiled lowly, putting his chin on her intentions deliberately, bullying her: "I called my brother just now, now I'm a pervert, eh?"

He just eats her, she should be afraid of him.

"No!" The little guy in his arms said aggrievedly.

She was not interested in these at all, so she put her small chin on his arm and looked at him happily.

What he made for her was tom yum goong, adding rice noodles, she was reluctant at first, and then when she smelled the sweet and sour taste, her appetite spontaneously started, and after a while she asked him, "Is it all right?"

Ye Muyun lowered her head and glanced at her, with a smile in her eyes, "It should be almost done!"

Xueer said nothing, staring blankly at the pot of soup, drooling.

When he finished it with a big bowl, she asked him bluntly, "When did you learn it?"

"Eight years in your absence." His voice was faint.

Then Xue'er couldn't tell the taste... another eight years.

What happened to them eight years ago?

She wanted to know, but she didn't dare to know.

She could only, pursing her small mouth, looking at him timidly.

Ye Muyun smiled, took it for her, and took her little hand with one hand, with a gentle voice, "Quickly eat."

He made very authentic, sweet and sour, very appetizing.

Ye Muyun watched her eat with her head buried, and stretched out her hand to caress her long hair, "You used to like to eat Lao Chen the most..."

Xueer looked up at him: "Old Chen?"

"It's in Pei Yuan's kitchen." Ye Muyun said quietly, "Two years after you left, Lao Chen will return to his hometown."

"Oh, so brother, you learned this? Did you learn it with him specifically?" She cautiously chatted with him about safety.

Ye Muyun's complexion paused, and then slowly said: "No, he is gone!"

Xueer was stunned, staring at his Yingting face blankly, and muttered: "Why is he not here?"

"I'm sick." He sighed softly, "Xue'er, you forgot about me, if these eight years, I will also be sick..."

Before she finished speaking, she covered his lips, "No."

She spoke quickly and in a hurry, with a little tear in her eyes, and her pitiful look made people look funny and angry, more distressed.

Ye Muyun's eyes darkened, and he cursed inwardly: This idiot.

He stretched out his fingers and gently touched her long hair, with a low voice, "People will always get sick."

"I don't allow you to be sick!" she blurted out naturally.

He froze for a moment, and so did she herself.