My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 502: 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 Zhiwen.

"Uh, uh!" Qiqi ate something, his eyes lighted up, 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?" Yang Guo's chopsticks picked from 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 to eat lamb, 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 caught in front of her eyes and carefully picked out the remaining fishbone.

"Would you like soy sauce?" Yang Guo asked.

Qiqi shook his head like a rattle, then tilted his head back. The mouth opened wide, like a bird waiting to be fed.

Yang Guo smiled, 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 its mouth was flying again, and it pouted unhappily and twisted its 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 tongue, and the fish fell into his mouth.

"How good is it?" Yang Guo picked up the cooked tofu and asked with a smile. 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 looked 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 down, or bite it down, 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 should also 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 Zhiwen 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 Zhiwen and Chen Anlan.

In fact, the two of them don't talk too much, but Song Zhiwen can talk about it every time, and Chen Anlan is often amused by him and burst into laughter.

"Hey!" After eating for a while, Song Zhiwen suddenly said with a grin, "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 Zhiwen'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 I have been quarreling with Song Zhiwen, Chen Anlan still picked up the beer bottle in front of him, poured half a glass into the beer glass that Song Zhiwen had finished drinking, 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 affectionately, 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 Zhiwen 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." After being numbed, Song Zhiwen's tongue was a little bit awkward, and the words were a little vague.

Just buy it. After a while, Song Zhiwen sneaked in with a black plastic bag like a guerrilla warfare.

"Unexpectedly, I can buy Wuyang brand ice cream in Sichuan Province~IndoMTL.com~Song Zhiwen triumphantly distributes 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 Zhiwen and Chen Anlan licking the ice cream enthusiastically, and also said that it was delicious. She was so greedy that she just pulled Yang Guo, who is free to eat, has a coquettish hand.

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

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

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