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Jing Qingge was stunned, and hurriedly took a pair of chopsticks, "Yes, of course you can." ”

Ai Qianqian took a piece of beef and fed it to his mouth.

"Mrs. Ji, does it taste okay?" Jing Tingge asked a little nervously, looking at a pair of watery apricot eyes, like a puppy begging for praise, especially cute.

Ai Qianqian ate another piece of Kung Pao chicken, smiled happily, and praised with a thumbs up,

"It's so delicious, Miss Jing is also a flower of the kitchen god!"

……

So, a certain Jing girl's arrogant little tail was unceremoniously cocked.

After all, her efforts have been affirmed by others, and she is of course happy in her heart, and she is as talented in cooking as jewelry design, and her mother also praises her for cooking deliciously, although she does not often cook at home.

However, how did Mrs. Ji say "also", is Mrs. Ji also very good at cooking?

Miss Jing shook her head, impossible, because in her heart, the actress must be a goddess who does not touch the spring water with her fingers.

"Ji Yicheng also likes to eat." Jing Qingge bent the corners of his eyes, smiled sweetly, and was not as nervous as he was just now.

Although that bastard didn't praise as directly as Mrs. Ji, he had eaten such a big plate of stewed beef the day before yesterday, so she thought he should like it, so he made it again today.

……

Ai Qianqian nodded, and pointed to the potatoes in the beef stew,

"But I don't like to eat potatoes."

Jing Tingge rolled his eyes all of a sudden, and said with the corners of his mouth flattened,

"That's why he threw all the potatoes at me, and he didn't even give me a piece of meat!"

She thought of the long list of things that Ji Yicheng told her the day before yesterday that he didn't like and liked to eat, her mouth was spurted, her face was a little fierce, and she gritted her teeth to make up for it.

"I've never seen a man who is a picky eater than Ji Yicheng! People in their twenties, do you still think you are a lump? ”

……

Ai Qianqian couldn't hold back, and laughed with a "flutter".

Jing Tingge was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes flashed, and his fair face burned hotly in an instant.

God, what did she just say! Did she speak ill of her son in front of other people's mothers?

Jing Tingge felt that she really had a convulsion in her head again, who would give her a palm......

Ai Qianqian felt that the girl in front of him was more fun, so he decisively defected.

"Picky eaters can't afford to hurt, and it's genetic."

"Heredity?" Jing Tingge's eyes blinked again, Ai Qianqian waved his hand, and took a piece of potato and fed it to his mouth, "I'm not a picky eater." ”

Miss Jing nodded in understanding.

Then, Jing Qingge and Ai Qianqian turned their heads together and looked at the father and son sitting on the sofa in the living room outside with Erlang's legs crossed, with a deep disgust in their eyes.

Ji Yicheng, "......"

Ji Sanshao, "......"

After that, Jing Tingge fried another broccoli, and Ai Qianqian chatted beside him.

……

Entrance door.

"Mommy, aren't you eating here?" Ji Yicheng said.

Ji Sanshao glanced lightly,

"Dead boy, don't pretend to be here, you don't know you want me and your mommy to leave quickly."

Ai Qianqian also glanced at Ji Yicheng coldly, in fact, they came over today just to take a look, don't scare the little girl away.

Ai Qianqian turned to Jing Qingge again, pointed to the apron on her body, and smiled softly,

"Well, the apron I bought has finally found a hostess."

A certain young master, who had been disgusted by his parents all night, was suddenly stunned, hostess? What a international joke.