Chapter 932 Cooking for Other Men?

"Then I'll go talk to auntie later~"

Song Yaoyao bent her eyes and leaned into Huo Yunchao's arms.

A small girl looks extremely cute in a man's arms.

"Is there anything in this world that my brother can't do?"

She clasped her fingers and watched Huo Yunque stir the eggs into liquid. She knew everything about her family, "You know how to make money, you know how to dance, you know how to cook... Oh my, sometimes I really think, brother, you are a god descended from the earth, right?"

"laugh--"

Huo Yunque tapped her little head, "A fairy descends to earth? Song Yaoyao, have you watched too many TV series?"

"Humph, I'm not the only one who thinks so."

When the egg liquid is rolled into the wok, the aroma immediately hits your nostrils.

Yellow scrambled eggs are about to be cooked.

Song Yaoyao fanned herself, took a deep breath, and sighed: "It's so simple, why can't I do it well?"

"No, it's okay."

Huo Yunque put the eggs on the plate. Even if he could cook, he had only entered the kitchen when his mother was alive.

When she passed away, Mr. Huo and him were the only ones left in the family. Both of them were serious and indifferent people.

At that time, Mr. Huo was far less easy-going than he is now.

If it weren't for his mother to deal with it, his relationship with his father would never be as good as it is now.

"Oh, but I want to learn."

Song Yaoyao sighed sadly, her pretty face almost wrinkled.

Huo Yunchue raised his eyebrows, held her shoulders and gently turned her around, leaning down and staring into her eyes, "Tell me, why do you have to learn to cook?"

"Because I want to participate in a variety show!"

Song Yaoyao didn't realize what was hidden in Huo Yunque's eyes. She hugged Huo Yunque's waist and puffed out her cheeks. She thought that she probably really had no talent in cooking, so her shoulders slumped and she was very discouraged. .

"But I can't learn it no matter what. I'm so stupid!"

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and stroked her soft hair with his big palm.

"Come, tell me, you are participating in a variety show, who do you want to cook for?"

"Teacher Pan!"

Song Yaoyao grinned, and her eyes lit up when she spoke.

It is said that the desserts he makes are particularly delicious and the taste is very special.

When the time comes, she must try every flavor! !

Huo Yunque paused slightly, "Pan, teacher——??"

"Uh-huh~"

Song Yaoyao didn't realize that someone's tone was already very dangerous, and she even said coquettishly to him: "It's a food variety show. Many of the guests on the show will show off their cooking skills. But I don't know anything. , you have to learn a dish that you can use, right? Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be," she wrinkled her nose, looked at Huo Yunchue on her toes, and shook his hand, "Brother, do you think so?"

"yes."

Huo Yunque seemed to be smiling, but he suddenly picked her up and walked out.

"Hey, brother, why haven't I learned how to do it yet?"

"No more studying!"

Huo Qi outside felt chilly all over.

He touched his neck and looked up at the sky.

"Is it going to rain?"

As a result, that night, he was right, and it rained heavily.

Song Yaoyao couldn't bear the consequences of not saying the wrong thing.

Her waist softened and her voice became hoarse from crying.

When she was taken out of the bathroom, she was still sobbing and looking pitiful.

The ends of the eyes were flushed, and the lips were plump and slightly swollen.

At first glance, he looked like he had been bullied.

Song Yaoyao tried hard to persuade Huo Yunque to relent and agreed to let her appear in a variety show.

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