The living room was brightly lit.

Rong Yan is feeding the custard to the fierce mouth of a little yellow duck saliva pocket.

"It's a little hot, eat it slowly, don't burn your tongue. Tell Mommy when it's hot. "Before she fed it, she carefully blew it cold with her mouth, but she was still worried that it would burn the little one.

"Hmm." Li Yi obediently sat in his own child seat, opened his mouth, and ate the custard with a whimper, and his cheerful appearance did not look like a five-year-old genius who could sit upright at his grandmother's house and cut steaks with perfect table manners.

He smashed his small mouth, squinted his eyes in enjoyment and finished eating, not forgetting to pat his mother's ass sweetly, "Mama, delicious!" ”

"Flutter." Rong Yan was immediately amused and smiled, and said, "It's just a steamed egg custard, where is the difference between delicious and undelicious, it's all that taste." ”

A crooked eye betrayed his good mood again.

"Let's finish this if it's delicious, and let's eat something else, okay?"

"Okay."

The originally gloomy fire on Li Shengxiao's chest was burning, and it seemed that most of it was silently pacified at this moment.

He walked over with his long legs, pulled open the chair opposite him, and sat down.

Rong Yan just finished feeding the small bowl of egg custard in his hand to Xiao Baozi, when he heard the voice, he put down the bowl, looked up and said in surprise, "Li Shengxiao, are you busy so soon?" ”

She had just gone to the study to call him for dinner, and when she saw his appearance, she thought he would be busy for a while, but she came out in a blink of an eye.

"Taken care of for the time being." His eagle eyes darkened, remembering the secret he had heard earlier, and his handsome face tensed a little again.

He picked up his chopsticks and scanned the table full of bright red dishes, but couldn't find a single dish to start with.

He doesn't like spicy food.

As if he heard his heart, a steamed sea bass was suddenly placed in front of him, "Hey, you can't eat spicy food, I'll make this for you." This one has a light taste and you can eat a little more. ”

"There's also a plate of vegetable salad on your left that was also made just for you, well, and a stir-fried greens."

She placed both dishes on his side, and pointed out the location with a slight finger.

"As for the rest of ......," Rong Yan blinked his eyes and said confidently, "It's all the dishes that I and I love to eat." I promised him for a long time that I would make him spicy chicken. If you can't eat it, don't eat vegetables with chili peppers, and eat more greens and fish! ”

No way, as a cook, she is also troublesome. Because one of them loves spicy food, the spicier the better. A person who loves to eat with a light taste, the lighter the better. She only does a little bit of both.

But she has the same taste as her baby son, 2 to 1, and she must make a little more spicy dishes!

She didn't finish speaking, she kept holding the chopsticks in her slender and beautiful hands, crossed the fish she had just served, accurately sandwiched a piece of chicken between a plate of green and red peppers, put it back in the bowl, and ate it elegantly.

His face was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but call him, "Li Shengxiao, that spicy chicken is ruthless......"

She not only put green peppers, but also a lot of millet spicy.

The hot and spicy taste, people who don't usually eat spicy, can't stand it at first glance!

"It tastes good!" As soon as she finished speaking, the man who had eaten elegantly with half-closed eyes had already eaten a small piece of chicken.