If Song Yina is not the daughter of the Song Group, or a goddess of temperament with both talent and appearance, then as a girl, she can cook a few decent dishes, at best, she can only be regarded as excellent, but now, she is Song Yina who has everything, so like this She who seems to have no flaws and can do everything is really too perfect.

"delicious."

Nangong Zeye tasted the food in front of him, raised his head and said, Song Yina opened the stool and sat down beside her, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"..."

Han Xiaotu lowered her head, didn't speak, just ate big mouthfuls, trying to fill up the loss in her heart with food.

Watching the three of them finish their meal, Song Yina helped to clean the dishes and clean up the kitchen that had been messed up by Mo Yichen and the young master.

"Yina, you are really a model of a good wife and mother. Whoever marries you must be blessed for eight lifetimes. She is definitely a good wife who can go out of the living room and into the kitchen! Can you find a girl as perfect as you in the world? ?!"

The so-called cannibalism is the shortest. As soon as Song Yina came out of the kitchen, Mo Yichen admired her, and his beautiful mouth was full of flattering words.

"How can it be as good as you said?"

Song Yina lowered her eyes shyly, but her eyes silently fell on Nangong Zeye.

The familiar and beautiful lake blue is as clear and charming as a pool of spring water. At this moment, Song Yina's gentle and virtuous feeling is even more like his mother Leng Weimiao.

Once again, Nangong Zeye was firmly caught by Song Yina's somewhat similar mother.On the side, noticing that Nangong Zeye was a little absent-minded, Han Xiaotu secretly turned his eyes away in a lonely way.

After the four chatted in the room for a while, it was past ten o'clock.

"Little rabbit, take a good rest." Song Yina looked at her watch and said, "It's getting late, I'm going back first."

"I'll see you off." As Song Yina stood up, Nangong Zeye also stood up.

"En." Hearing Nangong Zeye's words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Yina's mouth.

After Nangong Zeye and Song Yina left, Han Xiaotu didn't have much energy, so she went back to her room to sleep. However, lying on the bed, she tossed and turned inexplicably and couldn't fall asleep. Song Yina was the only one in her mind. Out of rhythm.

Early in the morning, Han Xiaotu woke up with a pair of giant panda eyes.

I looked at the time, it was exactly seven o'clock.

Thinking that today is Tuesday, Han Xiaotu ran to Mo Yichen's room and knocked on the door, fearing that the young master would stay in bed and be late for school again.

"Hey—Mo Yichen, it's time to get up!"

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no movement inside. Han Xiaotu suspected that Mo Yichen must have fallen asleep and hadn't woken up yet.

Just as I was about to raise my voice again, I heard ding ding dong dong from downstairs.

Huh?Could it be that you have already woken up?

Han Xiaotu limped downstairs, and found that two cups of hot milk had been placed on the dining table, and there were still sounds coming from the kitchen.

"Mo Yichen, what are you doing?"

When Han Xiaotu approached the kitchen, Mo Yichen was doing something with his back to her. When Mo Yichen heard the voice and turned around, she realized that he was frying eggs.

"I'm making breakfast."

Mo Yichen turned off the fire, and put the two fried eggs into plates.

"Look, Han Xiaotu, my cooking skills are actually quite good, at least, this egg is fried well!"

Mo Yichen proudly brought the egg to Han Xiaotu, showing it off in awe.

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