184. Chapter 184 Ting Ting Lives in My House 3

Ok, you chopped him up. Cheng Yingxuan said in her heart. At the same time, he fantasizes that Yan Shiting is holding a golden steel kitchen knife in his hand, chopping himself, raising the knife and cutting it like a rainbow, cutting into countless pieces, and the chopped pieces will be stewed in the hot pot tonight.

She giggled happily, feeling good just thinking about it.

I don't know if Mr. Yan's meat is good or not?

Cheng Yingxuan stared at his face as cold as a chisel, the frosted ice surface, and the extraordinarily strong and stalwart body. The meat of this guy must be very hard, and his bite must be very chrome...

Yan Shiting's heart was frightened by her look, "Cheng Yingxuan, what's your expression?" It was gloomy, as if there was an ulterior conspiracy... "What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't see my mother smiling bitterly." Cheng Xiaobao shook his head, with an unteachable expression, "Uncle Yan, you are so bloody...Aren't you afraid that my father will turn into a ghost and come to you at night?"

His voice vibrated from his chest, and he said with great momentum, "I am not afraid of gods and ghosts!"

Xiaobao clasped his palms together and murmured, "Ami Tofu, Dad, you can go to Uncle Yan tonight, if he wants to chop you up, you can just unload him into a hundred and eighty pieces. You don't need to chop it too finely." Hmph, there's no way for the dead ghost dad who dares to bully him!

"..." Yan Shiting had a stinky face. Very jealous of that dead man. He swore that as soon as he knew who it was, he would dig a grave immediately!

Cheng Yingxuan looked amusedly at the side, and glanced at the cartoon wall clock on the wall, it was 5:40 in the afternoon, "What's for dinner tonight? Aunt Wang is not here, so I said that I don't want to do any housework tonight, and I don't want to go out for dinner. Sit and wait to eat."

After she finished speaking, she walked to the sofa and lay down on a paralyzed body, her arms and legs stretched out, and she was too comfortable to move on the sofa.

Cheng Xiaobao volunteered, "Xuanxuan, don't worry, with me here, you won't be hungry. I will definitely cook for you."

"Little guy can cook?" Yan Shiting shot over with unexpected eyes.

Xiao Bao lowered his head, "I only know how to scramble eggs and fried rice..."

"Then I'll eat Little Treasure's Love Egg Fried Rice tonight." Cheng Yingxuan yawned. Generally speaking, she is not very picky.

"Okay." The little guy ran to the kitchen, and turned back after two steps, "Uncle Yan, I only cook for my mother, not for you."

Yan Shiting's head was full of black lines, didn't he just eat fried rice with an egg, if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it.

If you cook at such an age, the little thing might set the kitchen on fire, and the fried rice must be unpalatable.

He glanced at Cheng Yingxuan dissatisfied, "You really asked Xiaobao to cook?"

She shrugged, took the remote control and turned on the TV, "Isn't he busy in the kitchen? Is it fake? My son has always been good at taking care of me."

Speaking of this, I am really gratified.

The corner of his mouth twitched, this woman...

"Boss Yan, you can go out to eat by yourself. Don't let your servants deliver food tonight." She said lazily.

"Why?"

She snorted coldly, "You think I'm stupid, you've always been used to eating big meals, the delicacies from mountains and seas you brought, we mother and son eat fried rice with eggs, do you drool watching your food?" Throwing him a saving look, " Put away the bad thoughts of greedy me and Xiaobao."

Yan Shiting didn't expect this woman to have a sharp and exquisite mind, as if she could see through, without showing any traces on the surface, "Who is as vicious as you." He will only be more vicious.