Chapter 175: Four-cage buns~

"Hey, the eyes are going to fall, don't hurry up~"
A tight-fitting black vest, leaking out of the slender and muscular waist and abdomen, deeply reflects the perfect body of Ye Shishi.
A tight black shorts, white sneakers, and flaming hair into a ponytail, it is extraordinarily warm and lively~
"Poetry ~"
On the other side, Mu Xiaoqin is a white sportswear that is loose and does not leak a little skin. Although it is not glamorous, it is very eye-catching.
She pulled the poems of Laye and gestured to her to stimulate Ye Chen.
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I looked at Ye Shishi without a word, and looked at Mu Xiaoqin with a slight smile, turned and ran away~
"Xiao Qin, look at him, don't even look at me, mad at me~"
Ye Shishi’s eyes are farther away from Ye Chen, and the annoyed squatting in the same place, I am so unappealing?
Mu Xiaoqin looked at Ye Shishi, who was always staring at Ye Chen. Wouldn’t Ye Shishi like him?
After a while, the two men ran in the direction of the home, they also have the habit of running in the morning, and like fitness.
"Wang Hao, so early~"
Ye Chen looked at the watch, only 6 o'clock, I wanted to go to the kitchen to do some food. I didn't expect to see that Wang Hao had already fastened the apron and was already working in the kitchen.
"Oh, sir, hello, I am so early every day, I want to prepare breakfast for the master and the lady. I don't know what you like to eat? I will do it for you."
Wang Hao looked at the face in front of him, the young man who was sweating slightly on his head, and his heart was happy, just like his son, it was a good boy.
"Without Wang Hao, I will do it myself. I haven't eaten my own food for a long time. I want to try it."
Ye Chen refused to accept Wang Hao's help. He had already prepared the Xiaolongbao ingredients on the farm. He hadn't eaten the Xiaolongbao for a long time. He missed some.
"You still cook? It's really good. Now, it's really rare for you to run in the morning like you, pay attention to exercise and cook. Well, I will give you the place, I am already doing it." It is."
Wang Hao walked out with the prepared food, and while he was still boasting.
General Ye’s family are all military, so they have developed a good habit of getting up early, and even Ye Shishi has followed the early morning.
At this time, everyone is washing in their own room, and they will go downstairs to prepare for dinner.
After watching Wang Hao go out, Ye Chen quickly took out the meat stuffing and flour from the farm, and pressed his hands together to prepare for work~
I haven’t done it for a long time, and I’m a little rusty~
"Xiao Qin ~ poetry is back?"
Ye Weiguo, who had just washed and looked at the door, asked Ye Shishi and Mu Xiaoqin to smile. He said that he was most satisfied with the time of the two children’s work, not to stay in bed, not to stay up late~
"Yeah, Dad, you should go out and run. I haven’t seen you exercised in recent years~"
Although Ye Shishi still has a stomach in the morning, she will not be angry with her father.
"Hey~ hurt~ listen to the wind~ you slow down~"
Just when a few people spoke, a sudden cry came from the stairs~
"Thunderstorm? How come you down? Give you a meal in a while~"
Ye Weiguo quickly stepped forward to help Lei Yu sit down at the table. Some blame for the tone~ This injury is still not good, how can it move?
"General, it’s okay. Yesterday, the medicinal liquor given by the Dragon team touched it. Today is much better. The pain that has always existed in it has disappeared~"
Thunderstorm took out the medicinal liquor given by Ye Chen while rubbing his teeth. He planned to thank the dragon team~
Turned around and Satsuma around, actually did not find the dragon team figure.
Is it true that the Dragons have a bed?
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"This ~ this is boring?"
Ye Weiguo stood up and picked up the little altar wine that Lei Yu took out, and asked in amazement.
"The scorpion is boring? The Dragon team didn't tell me."
Thunderstorm and listening to the wind, some incomprehensible look at General Ye, yesterday, he did not go to participate in the meal of Ye Shiling, so I do not know what is boring.
"This wine is a good wine. You must always apply it according to the Dragon team. If you are a sick person, I want to grab it with you~嘿嘿~"
Ye Weiguo gave up the wine with some reluctance. Thunderstorm was hurt for him. Of course he would not take a drink, just make a joke.
"Dad, you smell ~ what is it~ good fragrance~"
"Well, I also smelled it, what is this fragrance, really sweet!"
"Wang Hao, what have you done deliciously? Come on, my mouth is coming."
"Poetry, when is your family's food so fragrant, suddenly I feel so hungry~"
All the people who were talking stopped for a moment, raising their heads and sniffing their noses.
A familiar, but somewhat different scent, for a time everyone focused on Wang Hao.
"Master, miss, or the original breakfast, what is the smell?"
Wang Hao himself has sinusitis, and he has not smelled anything at all, let alone this faint, long-lasting fragrance~
"Impossible, we obviously smelled it~ very fragrant and very fragrant, so familiar~ this ~ the taste is from the kitchen."
"Yes, I also smell like the smell from the kitchen~"
"Wang Hao, what are you doing deliciously? Come on, hungry and die."
Wang Hao looked at the plate in confusion and turned to look at the kitchen. Suddenly I remembered that I could not smell it~
"Oh, the kitchen? The breakfast I made has already come out. The Mr. Long is cooking in the kitchen~"
"what?"
"Dragon resentment?"
"Dragons will cook?"
Just when everyone was wide open and unbelievable, the kitchen door was suddenly opened.
For a time, the entire hall was full of more scent, and everyone was screaming in the air, what is it~
"I rely on, Xiaolongbao!"
"It’s a dumpling! I said how familiar the taste is~

"No, we have eaten Xiaolongbao, and it is not so fragrant. This is so sweet, I want to grab it..."
When they looked at Ye Chen’s 4 caged dumplings, everyone shouted.
Even Wang Wei, who had an episode of sinusitis, smelled a scent of scent, which was too rich.
Hey~
Ye Chen, who came over the Xiaolong bag, put down a steamed buns while passing the thunderstorm, then directly ignored the eyes of the people and returned to his seat with the remaining 3 cages.
When he was cooking inside, he heard the thunderstorm coming down. Since it is a sick number, it will make up the body.
I kindly made a cage of buns~
The remaining three cages~
Of course, it is to treat yourself. . .
I have never considered the feeling of cooking for others~