Chapter 225 A Qualified Boyfriend 1
"It's not bad." She served three dishes in a row, and his cooking skills were almost the same as hers. In just one day, he went from a cooking idiot to an above-average level. Is this going to be unbelievable?
"Mom, you can't let go." Xiaobao muttered.
"It does taste good." Cheng Yingxuan said, "Not only did I not drain the water, I also strictly controlled it."
"I also want to pay for it." Xiaobao climbed up on the chair. Even though he was tall among his peers, he was still a little short for the table. He raised his chopsticks with his little hands and picked up the dishes one by one. "Is it delicious?" she asked.
Xiaobao didn't answer, but continued to pick up vegetables and eat, acquiescing that they tasted good.
The three of them were dining around the table. Yan Shiting sat across from the mother and son. Watching the mother and son eating happily, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Making soup with his precious hands is worth it.
After the meal, Yan Shiting took the initiative to clear the table and wash the dishes in the kitchen. Fortunately, there was an automatic dishwasher, otherwise he would really not be able to stand the greasy dishwashing. He hated doing housework the most, but for the mother and son, he felt an indescribable willingness to do it.
Cheng Yingxuan and Xiaobao were eating well and watching TV in the living room. Financial news was on the TV.
Xiaobao's little body was lying on the sofa, and his little head was leaning on his mother's lap. "Mom, how come the food cooked by Uncle Yan tastes so good?"
"I guess he practiced hard all day today."
Yan Shiting brought two glasses of milk from the kitchen and put them on the coffee table in the living room. When she heard what Cheng Yingxuan said, she had to say that she knew the truth. No wonder the little guy said she was not stupid.
Seeing Xiaobao, a little guy with a bigger butt, reading financial news with gusto, he is really a little kid.
Xiaobao happened to be a little thirsty. He sat up, picked up a cup and drank it. He put the half-drunk glass of milk back on the coffee table and stared at him in disbelief with his bright little eyes, "Uncle Yan, How come you suddenly become considerate? You also know how to serve two glasses of milk after the meal." Being a servant is perfect, but I dare not say this, lest the other party would be too angry to kill.
Yan Shiting's cold expression showed a hint of embarrassment, "For the sake of score. Be your mother's boyfriend."
Xiaobao praised, "Uncle Yan can cook and boil milk. There is indeed progress. Let me think about it... I will give you ten points."
Yan Shiting's eyes flashed with joy, "That's a perfect score."
Xiaobao almost spat out the milk he drank, "How is ten points a perfect score? A hundred points is a perfect score, and you only got ten points!" If you want to cross the border, there are no doors and the windows have to be closed.
He frowned and said, "How can I get extra points?"
The little guy tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I read in the book that women like men who are considerate, very caring; ten points for making money; twenty points for being willing to spend money on the woman they love; and twenty points for giving women a sense of security. Always step up, forty points.”
A ray of light flashed in Yan Shiting's cold eyes, and he asked in a neutral tone, "How many points do you pass?"
Xiaobao stretched out his little thumb and index finger, brought the middle three fingers together, and made a 'six' gesture, "Sixty points passed."
When Cheng Yingxuan heard Yan Shiting's question, she knew that Jiang was still too old, and her son fell into the trap immediately.
Sure enough, Yan Shiting raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Little guy, are you sure about the above?"
"certainly."