Unknowingly, Lin Chu was mesmerized. When she came back to her senses, her hand had already reached under Yan Beicheng's eyelashes. She was just a millimeter away from touching him.
She was embarrassed and wanted to retract her hand, but her wrist was suddenly held. Then, she met Yan Beicheng's deep black eyes. They were still a little sleepy, and they looked indescribably sexy.
"Touch if you want." Yan Beicheng's voice was still hoarse, and it was lazy and sexy. It was as if someone was caressing her heart with a bent finger, making her heart itch.
Lin Chu gritted her teeth and retracted her hand. She was annoyed at herself for being bewitched just now.
"Get up and eat," Lin Chu said. She placed her palm on his forehead to test the temperature. It didn't seem particularly hot anymore. "I'll measure the temperature after eating."
It was rare that Yan Beicheng didn't act like a hooligan. He happily got up and went downstairs with Lin Chu.
Lin Chu walked in front. He kept feeling that the gaze on his back was too hot. He always had the urge to scratch his back. Even his footsteps down the stairs were unnatural. He almost had to move his hands and feet in unison.
She went into the kitchen and scooped some porridge for Yan Beicheng. Then, she brought out three plates of side dishes. They were also refreshing and not stimulating.
Yan Beicheng looked at Yan Ningbai, who was sitting at the side, and was about to eat when he saw Lin Chu bring out a few more dishes. The aroma filled the air.
When Yan Ningbai was sent over, his children's tray was packed and brought over as well.
Lin Chu placed the omelet rice, roasted lamb chops, and the rest on his plate.
Yan Ningbai smelled the aroma and salivated. "Nephew's wife, you're so virtuous! Even if my parents come back, I-I have to come often! You have to make delicious food for me! "
Yan Ningbai grabbed a lamb chop, then looked at Yan Beicheng's porridge. Courting death, he stretched out his claws and brought the lamb chop under Yan Beicheng's nose. "Nephew, smell it. Does it smell good?"
Yan Beicheng: "..."
"Even if it's fragrant, you won't be able to eat it. Why are you sick? How pitiful. Such a fragrant lamb chop. You can't even eat the lamb chop personally made by my wife." Yan Ningbai was afraid that Yan Beicheng would suddenly take a bite, so he quickly retracted his hand and took a bite of the lamb chop.
The sauce even dripped down his chin and onto the plate. Yan Ningbai raised his chubby little hand and wiped it with the back of his hand. It was so delicious.
Lin Chu was in the kitchen preparing to take her portion out. She didn't know that Yan Ningbai was looking for trouble. When she saw Yan Beicheng suddenly come in, she was surprised to see him reach out and pick up a bottle of chili powder on the cupboard. She glanced at Lin Chu and silently walked out.
Lin Chu felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze, as if she had done something to make him feel wronged, but she clearly didn't do anything!
Suddenly, Yan Ningbai's pitiful wail came from outside the dining room. "I'm unfilial! Nephew, you are too unfilial! My lamb chop! My omelet rice! Sob sob sob sob sob! "
Lin Chu hurriedly ran out and saw that Yan Ningbai's plate was covered in a thick layer of chili powder. It was completely red, and the food underneath couldn't be seen at all.
She shifted her gaze slightly and saw that Yan Beicheng was holding an empty bottle in his hand. That bottle was originally filled with chili powder. Needless to say, he poured it all into Yan Ningbai's plate.
Lin Chu: "…"
Yan Beicheng didn't feel like he was bullying a child at all. He put the empty bottle on the table and said, "Isn't it delicious? Eat it, eat it! "
I haven't even eaten what Lin Chu made. I can only eat porridge, and you still dare to show off in front of me. The spiciness won't kill you!
"Wah —!" Yan Ningbai opened his mouth and cried even harder. He threw himself into Lin Chu's arms and tightly hugged Lin Chu's waist with his two chubby little arms. He buried his face in Lin Chu's stomach and said, "Nephew's wife, I can't live like this anymore! Eldest Nephew … Eldest Nephew doesn't even let me have a bite to eat! "
Yan Beicheng returned to the kitchen without saying a word. When he came back, he had another bottle of pepper in his hand. He opened the bottle and tilted it on the plate. "Cry again."
"…" Yan Ningbai really felt that his life with his nephew was not going to be easy. "You … you can pour it! Anyway, you already poured a plate of chili noodles. It can't be eaten anymore, so I don't mind pouring another bottle of pepper. "
Yan Beicheng: "…"
Lin Chu looked at Yan Beicheng reproachfully. "Yan Beicheng, how can you be like this!"
Yan Beicheng: "…"
He couldn't even eat these things, and this little bastard was still showing off. How could he tolerate this?
"Why are you shouting at a child! You're really capable, bullying a child. " Lin Chu's heart ached when he saw Yan Ningbai cry. When he saw Yan Beicheng's harsh words toward Yan Ningbai, he was a little angry.
After hearing what Lin Chu said, Yan Beicheng's face darkened even more. He looked at his bowl of white and tasteless porridge and instantly emitted a pitiful and aggrieved feeling.
"I'm a patient. Why is he showing off in front of me? He's an elder!" Yan Beicheng said angrily.
Lin Chu: "…"
Yan Beicheng, is it really okay for you to call a six-year-old child an elder so righteously?
But now, she couldn't care less about Yan Beicheng. She first lowered her head and said to Yan Ningbai, "Be good, don't cry. I'll give you my portion."
Yan Ningbai sniffled. He was happy, but he still felt that he had to be polite, so he said reservedly, "Then what about you?"
"I can eat spicy food," Lin Chu said. "Just get rid of most of the chili powder."
She took out a piece of tissue from the box on the table and wiped the little guy's tears. She asked him to sit down, then went back to the kitchen to take out her portion and exchange it with Yan Ningbai.
Lin Chu used a knife to scrape the chili powder from the lamb chop and omelet rice into the empty plate. But the chili powder mixed in the salad and stir-fried vegetables couldn't be removed, so it couldn't be eaten.
Lin Chu looked at Yan Beicheng helplessly, but the plate in front of her was suddenly taken away by him. She watched as Yan Beicheng took all of these into the kitchen. Not long after, he came back with a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Lin Chu.
Then he turned his head away and didn't look at her, sulking with her.
Yan Beicheng didn't say anything. He picked up his bowl and started drinking. As he drank, his eyes glanced to the side, but he didn't look at Lin Chu.
"Are you angry?" Lin Chu asked softly, secretly tugging at his sleeve.
Yan Beicheng turned his head and pulled his sleeve away from her hand, ignoring her.
"…" Lin Chu looked at him. Why was he acting like a child? He was angry over such a small matter. "Don't be angry. You're sick now. When you recover, I'll make you a good meal. "
"Cough!" Yan Beicheng was so agitated that he choked on the porridge. He kept covering his mouth and coughing until his face turned red. Even though he was so uncomfortable, he didn't forget to say intermittently, "You … cough, cough, cough … You said it … cough, cough … Don't forget … cough, cough, cough!"
"You're willing to talk to me now?" Lin Chu asked while holding back his laughter.
Yan Beicheng coughed dryly. His long fingers tugged at his collar, and his eyes glanced up. He looked guilty but couldn't bring himself to admit it.
Lin Chu laughed. "Don't worry, I won't forget."
Children ate very slowly. When Yan Ningbai finished eating and Lin Chu cleaned up the dishes, it was already past eight o 'clock.
However, seeing that Yan Ningbai and Yan Beicheng were still ignoring each other, Lin Chu didn't feel at ease leaving just like that. He didn't know how Yan Ningbai would be bullied by Yan Beicheng if he left them here.
Yan Ningbai puffed up his cheeks and sat in the living room watching TV without saying a word. Lin Chu noticed that he was watching a fake American drama about the struggle for power in ancient times …
He didn't know if Yan Ningbai could understand it, but Yan Ningbai's phone rang.
Yan Ningbai seemed to have found someone to rely on. He picked up the phone and yelled pitifully, "Daddy, Eldest Nephew is bullying me!"
"…"
"He sprinkled chili powder on my rice! Hmph, I know he's jealous that I can eat Eldest Nephew's wife's cooking. He can't eat it, so he's causing trouble for me. Eldest Nephew's wife is the best. She gave me her portion! If not for Eldest Nephew's wife, I'd be bullied to death by Eldest Nephew! "
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