My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 1355: The sensible Qiqi

In front of these two people, Yang Guo is a bit like an outsider. He was busy taking care of Qiqi, and he couldn't even bother to cook some lamb for himself, let alone chat with Song Zhi and the others.

"Uh, uh!" Qiqi ate something, his eyes glared, and before he could get the piece of meat his father had just fed, he couldn't help but yelled at the small plate of oily tofu.

"It must be hot." Yang Guo said with a smile. He knew his daughter liked to eat oily tofu, so he brought a plate in front of him. He didn't expect her to see him so soon. But oily tofu is different from sliced ​​pork, it takes a while to cook.

"Would you like to eat fish?" The chopsticks of Yang Guo picked up the plate with the fish fillets, and finally picked up a thin slice of crispy Anhui fish. The chef in the shop has good knives and the cuts are almost transparent. .

"Yes!" Qiqi happily clapped his little hand and said. She doesn't like eating mutton, but she has a soft spot for fish that also smells like fish. Yang Guo thinks this is a good thing. Children should eat more fish, and eat more fish to become smart.

The crispy anhui fish is cooked faster than the oiled tofu. In a hot pot with full power, the hot soup will blanch the thin fish fillets within a few seconds, and the crispy anhui will slightly curl up after being cooked. It became a small piece. Yang Guo was caught in front of her eyes, carefully picking out the remaining fishbone.

"Do you want soy sauce?" Yang Guo asked.

Qiqi shook its head like a rattle, then tilted its head back, with its mouth wide open, like a bird waiting to be fed.

Yang Guo laughed, caught Qiqi’s mouth with fish to lure her, tapped Qiqi’s tongue, but pulled out the chopsticks the moment she closed her mouth.

"Uh, uh!" Qiqi noticed that the fish in the mouth was flying again, and pouted unhappily, twisting her waist to coquettishly.

"Okay, I'll eat it for you." Yang Guo smiled and stretched out the fish again. This time he stopped playing. Qiqi bit his chopsticks and rolled his small tongue, and the fish fell into his mouth.

"Does it taste good?" Yang Guo asked with a smile while picking up the cooked tofu. It can’t be boiled anymore, it will be soft and collapsed again, losing its soft and elastic taste.

"It's delicious!" Qiqi replied vaguely, but stared at the oily tofu without blinking.

The oily tofu absorbs a lot of delicious soup (the current soup hasn’t been boiled for long and is not greasy), and the taste is definitely better than pure oily tofu. But the soup is very hot, Yang Guo has to blow it cold, or bite it, Qiqi's tongue will be burned by the soup.

Taking advantage of this time, Yang Guo added a few slices of green vegetables and round mushrooms to the small hot pot. You have to eat some dishes to eat meat, so that the nutrition is balanced.

"Open your mouth." In fact, without Yang Guo reminding, Qiqi has already opened its mouth. This time Yang Guo put the bowl under the chin of Qiqi, and then picked up the oily tofu. Qiqi took a bite, and the soup in the oily tofu flowed along the ends of the lips, dripped across the chin, and dripped into the bowl.

Yang Guo quickly picked up the paper towel and wiped Qiqi's chin to prevent the juice from flowing on the clothes.

"Haha, haha!" Qiqi found it interesting, chewing the oily tofu in her mouth, and laughed, her eyes bent into cute crescents.

"You can't laugh while eating, you will choke." Yang Guo smiled and patted her daughter on the back.

"There is still half a piece." Yang Guo clamped it up and signaled to feed it to Qiqi. Qiqi grabbed his wrist, shook his head cleverly, and said, "Eat Papa too."

"Do you want to leave it to Dad?" Yang Guo asked in surprise, "Then Dad did it!"

Qiqi has a look at some reluctantly, obediently nodded and said: "Papa and Qiqi together!"

The surprise in Yang Guo's eyes was replaced by deep tenderness. He picked up the remaining half of the oily tofu and threw it into his mouth. While eating, he rubbed Qiqi's hair lovingly. At this time, no amount of praise is in vain. The warmth and touch have already enveloped Yang Guo and Qiqi.

Chen Anlan was busy eating, Song Zhi was busy eating with Chen Anlan, neither of them found the emotional ripples of the Yang Guo father and daughter sitting opposite. The atmosphere in the room seems to be divided into two parts, one is the family happiness of Yang Guo and Qiqi, and the other is the joy of Song Zhi and Chen Anlan.

In fact, the two of them didn't talk too much, but Song Zhi could talk about it every time, and Chen Anlan was often amused by him and laughed unimaginatively.

"Bah!" After eating for a while, Song Zhi said suddenly, grinning, "Sure enough, the hot pot eaten at Sichuan Province is more spicy than the Sichuan hot pot eaten at Guandong!"

Just now he bit a pepper, which is a bit brown-yellow pepper, which is quite numb, and half of his tongue is numb after this bite. Song Zhi's face kept twitching, and two tears were squeezed out, and he almost jumped out and rolled on the ground.

"Haha, haha!" Chen Anlan gleefully covered his mouth and laughed, "I told you to talk a lot and be more serious when you eat hot pot!"

Although quarreling with Song Zhi all the time, Chen Anlan still held up the beer bottle in front of him, poured half a glass into Song Zhi's finished beer glass, and then brought it to him.

Qiqi blinked and looked at the embarrassed Uncle Wenzi. She was also a little bit frustrated. Turning her head, she looked at Yang Guo pitifully.

"Don't worry." Yang Guo stroked Qiqi's hair lovingly and smiled, "The hot pot you eat is not spicy."

"My mouth is numb, I need to eat something cold. Do you want to eat ice cream?" Song Zhi asked, "I'll buy it!"

"Where does the ice cream come from Hot Pot City? It's not a self-service hot pot." Yang Guo asked with a smile.

"Go out and buy it! When I came, I saw a small shop outside the parking lot~IndoMTL.com~ After being numbed, Song Zhi's tongue was a little bit awkward, and he was a little vague.

If you say you buy it, you can buy it. After a while, Song Zhi sneaked in with a black plastic bag like a guerrilla warfare.

"Unexpectedly, I can buy Wuyang brand ice cream in Sichuan Province." Song Zhi triumphantly distributed ice cream to Yang Guo. "Intermission, eat ice cream and continue fighting!"

Not too interested, Yang Guo took it casually and put it aside, but Chen Anlan took it happily. For girls, the temptation of ice cream can even overcome their fear of getting fat.

Qiqi is no exception. Although she was a bit full after eating hot pot, she saw Song Zhi and Chen Anlan licking the ice cream enthusiastically, and she said deliciously. She was greedy and drooled. Yang Guo, who had just had some free time to eat, spoiled his hand.

"Got it!" Yang Guo had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and picked up the ice cream to tear the outer layer of paper.

When it was delivered to Qiqi, Yang Guo shrank back and warned: "But you can't eat more."

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