Yang Yi's decision to pursue Murphy wasn't just for show! He wasn't usually cold, but he was also like a blockhead who wouldn't take the initiative. However, when he tried hard to do something, his tricks were endless!
Murphy woke up in the morning to practice her voice with Yang Yi as promised. However, when she finished washing up and was about to pour herself a glass of water, she suddenly realized that on the coffee table in the living room, there were two beautiful flowers next to her cup!
If they were real flowers, Murphy wouldn't be so surprised. However, they weren't real flowers! Murphy looked at them carefully and realized that they were carved from fresh carrots. The flower buds had not fully bloomed yet, but they were delicate and beautiful!
Of course, after being surprised and slightly touched, Murphy couldn't help but laugh.
This guy even had obsessive-compulsive disorder when it came to carving flowers. One flower wasn't enough. There had to be two symmetrical flowers, and the two flowers had to be carved exactly the same!
She was surprised from time to time. During lunch, Yang Yi fried a heart-shaped egg, which was considered a small scene. However, when Yang Yi brought out a dish with only two symmetrical chicken wings and lettuce, Murphy was really surprised.
Yang Yi's culinary skills were unquestionable. The chicken wings were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The skin was also drizzled with thick tomato soup. The soup was sparkling like amber, making it very appetizing.
"This dish is called Flying Wing to Wing!" Yang Yi explained seriously, "Wing is Yang Yi's Yi, and flying is Murphy's Fei. The chicken wings are marinated with honey and other seasonings to ensure that the sweetness seeps into the bones. After they are fried, they are drizzled with sour tomato juice. It's sweet and sour, and it symbolizes the beautiful taste of love! "
He really revealed his feelings to Murphy in front of Xi Xi! Of course, Xi Xi couldn't understand the first part of the sentence. She only heard that the chicken wings were sweet and sour. She started drooling.
Murphy, on the other hand, listened to the front and back of the story. At first, she felt touched and sweet in her heart, but when she heard Yang Yi's explanation of "Wing is Yang Yi's Yi, and Fei is Murphy's Fei", she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She had made up her mind to treat Yang Yi harshly for the past few days, but when she was with him, she couldn't help but laugh. Her previous indifference was gone.
This guy was really … If he wasn't as dumb as a wooden man, he would be so corny!
"I want chicken wings!" Xi Xi stared eagerly at her favorite chicken wings. After her father finished his introduction, she couldn't wait to start yelling.
Xi Xi didn't care about love at all, just thinking about the sweet and sour taste. Only what was in the mouth and stomach was true love!
However, there were only two chicken wings. How were they going to split them?
As the saying goes, Flying Wing to Wing, Yang Yi and Murphy should each have one!
But there was no other way. Xi Xi, the third wheel, was here, so the romance had to be discounted.
Yang Yi didn't care. He picked up a chicken wing for his daughter. This chicken wing wasn't just a chicken wing, but also included the wing tip and the chicken shoulder. The little girl got what she wanted, so she happily held it in her hands and gnawed on it.
As for the remaining chicken wing, Yang Yi naturally gave it to Murphy. He didn't care if he ate it or not. In any case, he had already conveyed his intention to Murphy.
"Are you stupid?" Murphy said to Yang Yi angrily, "Why didn't you make an extra chicken wing? You clearly know that there are three people in the house! "
"Three meanings are wrong," Yang Yi explained.
"Then why didn't you take a plate and put the remaining one aside first, and bring it up when it's time to eat?" Murphy was really speechless at this late-stage OCD patient.
"Three is not enough. Xi Xi can eat two!" Xi Xi ate at the side until her face was stained with red tomato juice, probably from the chicken wing tip. When she heard the conversation between her parents, she couldn't help but stop and say with her mouth full.
Yang Yi just chuckled and didn't talk back.
Murphy wasn't in a hurry to eat like Xi Xi. She hesitated for a moment, but still broke the chicken wing and put the chicken shoulder into Yang Yi's bowl. Then, her face was a little red, but she pretended not to care and said, "Look at you, you worked hard. I'll share some with you, hmph!"
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In the afternoon, Murphy wanted to play the piano, so the family went downstairs to the coffee shop. Yang Yi wiped the bar counter, washed all the utensils, made milk for Xi Xi, and made coffee for Murphy.
Murphy played a song, and under Xi Xi's yelling, she held the little girl in her arms and taught her how to play the piano.
Of course, Xi Xi's small arms and hands were definitely not able to play the piano. She was still stuck between one-finger and two-finger zen. Two-finger zen referred to the use of the left index finger.
So Murphy played the song slowly, and from time to time, she would let Xi Xi press a few notes. It was almost like a child playing, but she wanted to improve Xi Xi's interest in playing the piano.
Yang Yi originally only drank plain coffee without sugar or milk, but this didn't mean that he didn't know how to make other kinds of coffee. Today, when he saw the milk for Xi Xi, he suddenly had an idea. He wanted to show Murphy a cappuccino.
Of course, this process was a bit complicated. After all, he had to prepare milk bubbles. These milk bubbles needed to be made with fresh milk that had been refrigerated as the raw material. After beating, heating, and other processes, they had to be made!
Fortunately, Murphy and Xi Xi had a lot of fun. Although the little girl was only responsible for pressing two keys according to her mother's instructions, she felt that she had contributed to the beautiful melody played.
Xi Xi couldn't stop giggling. Her bell-like laughter seemed to add a chord to the music.
After the milk bubbles and milk were ready, Yang Yi began to draw the flowers. He hadn't done it for a long time, and Yang Yi was worried that he was a bit rusty. However, in this life, his control of his body seemed to have improved, so this rusty seemed to have been made up.
Yang Yi tilted the coffee cup 30 degrees, and then gently tilted the cup of the flower pot, and pulled it up and down …
This process required meticulous control of the tilting and shaking of the flower pot. Otherwise, the drawn pattern would be distorted.
Gradually, the coffee cup became more and more full. Yang Yi began to pull the string. He lifted the cup of the flower pot to make the amount of milk bubbles that flowed out thinner, and slowly pulled it to the front.
When the string was almost completely pulled, the whole cup of coffee happened to be full and not overflowing. It was perfect!
During this process, Yang Yi seemed to be doing it steadily. However, when he put down the coffee cup, he still let out a long sigh of relief. In the process, he used a lot of energy. After all, he hadn't made cappuccino for several years.
Murphy's coffee and Xi Xi's milk were brought over by Yang Yi on a plate. He was like an experienced waiter. He held the plate firmly with his left hand, and not a single drop of milk spilled.
There was a small table next to the piano. Yang Yi placed the cup on it and passed the milk to Xi Xi first.
After all, Xi Xi was still a child. After playing the piano for a while, she had enough and couldn't sit still.
"Let me see what Mom wants to drink!" The little girl held the milk bottle and drank it while curiously coming over to take a look.
When she saw it, Xi Xi exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's so beautiful!"
Xi Xi's exclamation made Murphy, who was still playing the piano, curious. What kind of coffee was it that her daughter said it was beautiful?
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