Chapter 579: His temperature (4)

With both hands clenched, he finally came to open the door, and the tall figure quickly flashed out.
Seeing the opened door closed again, Ji Anning sank his mouth in a loss.
"Hey."
She really has no lower limit now, and she can actually cross the relationship between her uncle and nephew and have that kind of illusion about him.
Ji Anning, you are really... hopeless.
...
Yesterday they promised to make love breakfast for her, so Ji Anning got up early the next day.
Busy all morning in the kitchen.
"Oh, Ji Anning, you cooked breakfast by yourself."
Just as Ji Anning put a few breakfasts on the dining table, Ji Mingyue came, she stretched her waist as she walked, and smiled in surprise when she saw Ji Anning wearing an apron.
I couldn't wait to see the fruits of Ji Anning's labor, and glanced at the four breakfasts on the table. Three of them were exactly the same, and one after another was different.
"Hey, let's not talk about how it tastes, it's really stylish."
Ji Mingyue graciously praised Ji Anning, walked to the place where she sat every day, took up the knife and fork, and smiled and said to Ji Anning, "Let me taste the taste first."
Then she started to do it.
"Miss Ji, Miss An Ning did this after a busy morning."
"Well, virtuous." Ji Mingyue took a bite of a sandwich and praised Ji Anning. "Sure enough, women who have children are different. You used to be so lame, a person who didn't accomplish anything, now you are also out of the hall. Into the kitchen."
She took a sip of milk, then continued to eat, and said as she ate, "So it is important for this woman to find a man. Our fifth child is a luminous body, and everyone who follows him will shine.
Ji Anning: "..."
It's worthy of being a sister, and I really will do something for my brother.
After taking a few bites, Ji Mingyue said again: "So, the old man always urges me to find someone to marry, and he finds a blind date for me all day long, and he finds all those crooked melons and dates. Of course I can't ask for it."
When she talked about it, it was endless, and Ji Anning was used to it.
She took off her apron and said to Ji Mingyue, who was still talking about Barabara, "I went upstairs to wash one after another, and took her downstairs for breakfast."
"Mummy."
Ji Anning just turned around to go out, Ji Chicheng had already entered the restaurant with his arms.
She looked at them and said with a smile: "They are all down, Mommy is going upstairs to hug you, has her face washed?"
"Wash, Dad." They touched their little faces, indicating that she had washed them.
Ji Anning smiled, "Okay, have breakfast."
As she said, she stretched out her hand and held them from Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng looked at the breakfast on the table, his eyes narrowed, his face sinking when he thought of something.
Ji Anning observed the subtle changes in his expression. He was a little confused and a little scared. "I promised to make breakfast for her yesterday, so I didn’t let auntie make it today. If you eat something that doesn’t suit your taste, ask auntie to restart. do it."
He thought he probably thought her cooking was not delicious, or he didn't want to eat what she cooked at all.
Thinking, she lowered her head, pouted dissatisfiedly, turned around and sat down in her seat.
Ji Chicheng also followed to his seat. After sitting down, he stared at the breakfast in front of him, then picked up the knife and fork, took a small sandwich, put it in his mouth, and chewed.
Opposite Ji Mingyue suddenly looked at him and said: "The taste is not bad."