Chapter 932
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"Then I'll go talk to Auntie later."
Song Yaoyao smiled and leaned into Huo Yunque's arms.
The little girl looked extremely cute in the man's arms.
"Is there anything in this world that Brother can't do?"
She counted with her fingers and watched Huo Yunque stir the eggs into liquid. "You know how to make money, dance, cook … Oh, sometimes I really feel that Brother is a god who has descended to the mortal world, right?"
"Pfft —"
Huo Yunque knocked her little head. "A god who has descended to the mortal world? Song Yaoyao, have you watched too many TV dramas? "
"Hmph, I'm not the only one who thinks so."
The egg mixture rolled into the wok, and the fragrance immediately assailed their nostrils.
The yellow scrambled eggs were about to come out of the oven.
Song Yaoyao fanned herself and took a deep breath. She sighed and said, "It's so simple. Why can't I do it well?"
"It's okay if you don't know how to."
Huo Yunque put the eggs on a plate. Even if he knew how to cook, he had only been in the kitchen when his mother was alive.
When she passed away, only he and Grandfather Huo were left in the house. Both of them were serious and cold people.
At that time, Grandfather Huo was far from being as easy-going as he was now.
If it weren't for his mother, his relationship with his father would definitely not be as good as it was now.
"Sigh, but I want to learn."
Song Yaoyao sighed sadly. Her beautiful little face was about to scrunch up.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. He pressed on her shoulders and gently turned her around. He leaned over and stared into her eyes. "Tell me, why do you have to learn how to cook?"
"Because I want to participate in variety shows!"
Song Yaoyao didn't realize what was hidden in Huo Yunque's eyes. She hugged Huo Yunque's waist and puffed up her cheeks. She thought that she probably didn't have any 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.
"Come, tell me. Who do you want to cook for in the variety show?"
"Teacher Pan!"
Song Yaoyao grinned and her eyes lit up as she spoke.
It was said that the desserts he made were very delicious, and the taste was also very unique.
When the time came, she would definitely try every single flavor!!
Huo Yunque's hands paused. "Pan, Teacher —??"
"Yes, yes ~"
Song Yaoyao didn't realize that a certain someone's tone was very dangerous. She even happily acted coquettishly and said, "It's a gourmet variety show. Many of the guests on the show will show their culinary skills. But I don't know anything. I have to learn how to cook a dish, right? Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing. "She wrinkled her nose and stood on her tiptoes to look at Huo Yunque, shaking his hand." Brother, don't you think so? "
"Yes."
Huo Yunque smiled faintly, then abruptly picked her up and walked out.
"Hey hey, brother, what are you doing? I haven't learned how to cook yet!"
"I'm not learning anymore!"
Outside, Huo Qi felt cold all over.
He rubbed his neck and looked up at the sky.
"Could it be that it's going to rain?"
In the end, it really was as he had guessed; there was a heavy downpour that night.
Song Yaoyao couldn't bear the consequences of saying the wrong thing.
Her waist was limp, and her voice was hoarse from crying.
When she was carried out of the bathroom, she was still sobbing and looked extremely pitiful.
The corners of her eyes were red and her lips were plump and slightly swollen.
One look and you could tell that she had been bullied badly.
Song Yaoyao finally managed to persuade Huo Yunque to let her go on the variety show.
However —
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