I'm not a coquettish slut after all [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Yueyan didn't want to deceive the "children", he held Bai Ziqi's head and blew it gently a few times, Bai Ziqi was ticklish, turned his head to avoid it, but Chen Yueyan was too strong, he couldn't move at all.

When Chen Yueyan finished blowing, Bai Ziqi's smiling face flushed red, and tears welled up in his eyes. He said aggrievedly: "Yueyan, why are you bullying me?"

Bai Yanming said, "You asked for it yourself."

Bai Ziqi turned his eyes away from him, "I won't talk to you."

"More words~"

Chen Yueyan couldn't resist the increasingly childish Bai Ziqi, so he said helplessly, "I didn't bully you."

Bai Ziqi clearly saw the smile in his eyes, "You have learned from my father."

"Okay. Go to eat quickly, Yueyan is waiting for you to play together." Bai Yanming made way for them.

Bai Ziqi focused on Chen Yueyan, he asked Chen Yueyan to go first, Chen Yueyan shook his head and said, "I've already had breakfast at home, you can go quickly."

Bai Ziqi said regretfully, "Then you have no luck, my dad's cooking is super delicious," he seduced Chen Yue and said, "Why don't you try it, just eat a little, and you will definitely not eat it at home again in the future full."

Chen Yueyan struggled in his mind for a moment, "Okay. Listen to you."

He couldn't bear to let go of the delicacies that were so close at hand.

Bai Yanming found it interesting seeing the two of them talking, and his eyes were full of interest.

In the end, Bai Ziqi was the first to lead the way for Chen Yueyan.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the dining table was still a simple wooden table. Chen Yueyan didn't understand wood, and couldn't tell what kind of wood it was. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and it felt warm.

Bai Yanming told the two of them to sit down, and went to the kitchen to bring out breakfast by himself.

Taking advantage of his absence, Chen Yueyan asked Bai Ziqi who was sitting next to him, "What kind of wood is this made of?"

Bai Ziqi had never paid attention to these things before, but he still knew something through his ears and eyes, "Looking at the color, it might be huanghuali. The decoration style of the house was determined by my father, and the furniture was custom-made by him. He likes this. I No, you are not born with artistic cells."

The breakfast served by Bai Yanming was fried rice with tomato sauce, the aroma spread from his hand to Chen Yueyan's nose, and he quickly stood up to take it.

Bai Yanming was also afraid that his stomach would not be able to bear it if he ate too much, so he only filled a small half bowl for him.

On the other hand, Bai Ziqi and himself had a plate full.

Bai Yanming also made egg drop soup. He sat down and said, "Eat more, our family is not that particular, so put some soup after dinner."

Chen Yueyan nodded, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to thank him, because there was too much saliva secreted inside, and he was afraid of making a fool of himself.

He watched Bai Yanming start eating, and he started to move himself. The rice grains were distinct, and the fried rice mixed with egg and tomato juice was stir-fried, adding a sweet and sour taste, very appetizing.

Chen Yueyan took one bite after another, and couldn't stop at all, it was so delicious.

Yanming saw how fast he was eating, and said, "Eat slowly, and be careful not to choke."

Chen Yueyan nodded wholeheartedly, and he ate up half a bowl of rice, no more than five mouthfuls.

Chen Yue couldn't finish his words, he secretly envied the father and son of the Bai family, they still have a lot.

He ate a lot at home, and now his stomach is slightly bulging, and he can't eat any more.

The whole restaurant smelled of rice, Chen Yueyan said, "Uncle Bai, Ziqi, I'll go to the living room for a while."

Bai Yanming said: "Don't sit down immediately after eating, there is a small garden outside, why don't you take a look around?"

Chen Yueyan quite liked this kind of paternalistic preaching, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Chen Yueyan was not familiar with this place, but he couldn't find a garden. He went out and walked along the gravel road to the right, and he entered a small garden surrounded by a white wooden fence. Some are free-growing wild flowers, which are quite wild.

There is a small gazebo in the garden, beside the gazebo is a swing, and the hanging rope is wrapped with artificial flowers and leaves. Chen Yueyan walked over and looked around, but no one sat down.

It's boring to play on the swing alone, but it's fun for two people, one person pushing for a while.

The warm sunlight cast a layer of golden sand on Chen Yueyan's body. From a distance, it looked like a painting. In the painting, the young man sat on a swing with his head bowed. When the breeze blew, the young man and the swing gently swayed together. Indescribably beautiful.

Bai Yanming couldn't bear to break it, but Bai Ziqi, an unartistic young man, couldn't bear it. He raised his arms, shouted: "Yue Yan!" and ran over.

Bai Yanming was left behind to sigh, this naughty boy.

Seeing Chen Yueyan looking over, Bai Yanming pointed outside, he was going to work.

Chen Yueyan nodded and waved his hand to signal goodbye.

Bai Ziqi ran over and took off Chen Yueyan's shaking hand and said, "I'm right here, don't shake it anymore, I'm so tired."

Bai Yanming heard it, "..." Xiongzi.

Chen Yueyan put it down without any explanation.

"My dad has gone to work, and it's just the two of us at home. What are we playing? Playing games or something?" Bai Ziqi listened to Chen Yue's words.

Chen Yueyan said: "Let's go to the sky garden and have a look. I will cook at noon, shall we eat there?"

"You know how to cook?!!!" Bai Ziqi's eyes widened, full of surprise, Chen Yueyan usually acted cool and noble, he really didn't expect that he could cook.

"You'll know when you try it." Not only did he know how to do it, but he also made it very delicious.

I took time to learn from Aunt Zhang. Sometimes Aunt Zhang had something to do at home, and no one would cook for him after returning home. He cooked for himself so that he didn’t starve to death.

Until standing in the hanging garden, Bai Ziqi still looked at Chen Yueyan in surprise from time to time.

It's because Chen Yueyan is not afraid of people watching, nor can he bear his fiery gaze. "You are enough. Although I am handsome, you don't have to look at it that way."

"Yue Yan. You are not only handsome, you are my male god." Bai Ziqi almost wanted to worship him.

Chen Yueyan turned his head to admire the garden, trying to ignore him.

Bai Ziqi is a person who does not want to be alone, if you ignore him, he will come to him.

"My dad also made the sky garden, isn't it pretty?"

"It's pretty." Bai Yanming is really a person with sentimentality and talent, why Bai Ziqi didn't learn anything.

Maybe like mom?

Does Bai Yanming like such a woman?

Seeing how much he loves Bai Ziqi, he must be.

These thoughts flashed through Bai Yanming's mind without leaving any trace, and he himself didn't care.

Chen Yueyan turned his head, and Bai Ziqi's silly grin came into his eyes.

Simple, heartless, and good-looking, he also likes it.