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Ji An'an raised the cup in her hand and said, "Pour the water."

Teng Yiyang answered with an "Oh." His body moved to the side and blocked the hallway.

Ji An'an was not sure if it had happened because of the memories she had of her before she went to bed.

If it was true, she didn't know whether she should be angry or be cold towards him. If it wasn't true, then how could she have such a shameful thought?

She didn't want to verify it. She only wanted to turn the situation around, so she didn't really want to face him right now.

She intended to pour some water and go straight out, but his expression was very suspicious, his hands were still covering something.

Curious, she asked, "Did I go out?"

After he finished speaking, he clearly felt him heave a sigh of relief.

"Yes."

Ji An'an suddenly didn't want to go out. She held the glass of water and walked a few steps towards him. Teng Yiyang couldn't help but step back until his foot hit something. He stopped, but before he could turn around, Ji An'an pushed him away and took another step forward.

Then the scene behind him came into focus.

One, two charred pots on the floor that hadn't been thrown away yet.

Inside the trash can was a pile of dark stuff.

She could just make out the charred porridge.

The whole kitchen was a mess.

Teng Yiyang turned his head to follow her line of sight, and a look of regret appeared on his face.

Ji An'an was a little surprised. "You —"

He couldn't hide the fact that he was found out. Teng Yiyang went through a whole lot of nervous -embarrassing sighs, so he simply broke down. Anyways, he was already found out. "Laugh if you want to, no need to hold back."

Ji An'an wondered, "Why should I laugh at you?"

Teng Yiyang scratched his head and got even more annoyed, "Forget it, it's nothing."

Seeing that Ji An'an was still sizing up his failed attempt, Teng Yiyang felt embarrassed and walked out.

"I'll go out and buy you some porridge. I'll call someone to clean up the kitchen."

Ji An'an could feel that he was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, but it was not because of her.

She turned around and called out to him, "Were you planning on cooking porridge just now?"

Teng Yiyang followed her finger and found that the rice was already in the pot. If she didn't suddenly appear, he would have already dug up the rice.

He originally wanted to straighten his neck and deny it. He, a dignified Teng's CEO, was actually squatting in the kitchen, washing his hands and making himself into a broth.

Ji An'an clearly knew his personality very well. Before he could reply, she directly said, "The porridge you made in the afternoon is pretty good. I still want to eat tonight."

From the bottom of the valley all the way to the sky was but a blink of an eye.

Teng Yiyang was happy inside. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, but he still put on his airs, "Alright, I'll make it for you."

He turned to continue, but she stopped him.

Ji An'an took off her apron from the side of the fridge and handed it to him. "If your clothes get dirty, it'll be hard to wash."

"It's fine, it's not worth anything." Even though he said that, he still accepted it honestly and put it on. It was just that he did not tie the rope for a long time.

Ji An'an felt a bit helpless. She glanced at the pile of things in the trash can and could imagine how many pots of porridge he made before he brought her the bowl of porridge at noon.

She stepped forward, grabbed the two pieces of rope that ran back and forth, and tied a knot behind him.

"Alright."

She took a step back, just as Teng Yiyang turned around.

The pink cat apron that was worn on his tall body was somewhat out of place, but somehow, it was also somewhat cute.

Teng Yiyang saw that she was dressed, so he pushed her out and closed the door.

With her there, he probably wouldn't even be able to find rice.

Ji An'an looked at the tightly shut kitchen door and recalled her actions from before. It seemed like she had crossed the line.

However, when he thought about it again, they were roommates, so it was normal for them to help each other.

She was about to turn around when the kitchen door opened again and someone inside shoved her dropped glass of water into her hand and slammed the door shut.

The coldness of the cup brought her back to reality.

Looking at the busy figure on the door, she thought, I don't need her help.

So Ji An'an carried the glass of water to the hall and sat down. She turned on the television, called up the movie, and chose a comedy to pass the time.

Shuibao took the Magic Cube that he bought from Daddy, walked to the sofa and said while lying on her lap.

"Mommy, Daddy has been so busy ever since you got sick, I can't even talk to him for a bit."

"Is that so?" Ji An'an thought that her son was complaining to her and said with a smile.

Shuibao nodded, "But I know Daddy is taking care of you. Last night, he didn't go back to his room to sleep. When I woke up, I saw Daddy lying on Mommy's bed."

Ji An'an was stunned. She had slept too deeply that she had no idea.

Also, he has been staying in the kitchen since morning, and only came out at noon. I sneaked a peek and found out that Daddy is doing rice porridge online, "he teased himself while laughing," So Daddy is not omnipotent, and there's something he doesn't understand, but Daddy is very amazing, like second uncle, he would rather starve to death than cook. "

Bei Yiyuan: "What should I say?" Forget it, I won't say anything.

Ji An'an didn't know what to say, and Shuibao just played with the Magic Cube by himself after he said that.

She couldn't help but look at the closed kitchen. She had been surprised when she saw the mess in the kitchen and knew he was cooking, but she hadn't expected that he had been busy since last night.

She was the one who cooked and washed clothes all those years they spent together. Although he cared a lot about her, he wouldn't touch these things. Perhaps it was due to his pride as a noble young master.

He just didn't expect that right now …

Previously, Grandpa Teng had said that he was too used to him. He had always been childish and immature.

People grow up.

Learn to live alone, learn to take care of people, learn to put down your face.

However, all of this had nothing to do with her now, and it would never have anything to do with her in the future.

She looked away, trying to focus on the wonderful scene in front of her, but she could still hear the sounds coming from the kitchen.2

She didn't even seem to get a good look at a movie.

The kitchen door was pushed open and Teng Yiyang came out with a pot of hot porridge.

When Shuibao heard the sound, he immediately ran over. Teng Yiyang quickly said, "Son, don't come over. Be careful not to burn you."

As he hurriedly turned around, he was scalded by the porridge. Teng Yiyang frowned but didn't show it.

Shuibao stood three steps away obediently and praised, "Daddy, you're awesome! great-grandfathers and uncles don't know how to cook! "

Teng Yiyang felt relaxed after being praised like this by his son. He didn't even feel any pain on his fingers anymore.

"As long as Daddy wants to learn, there's nothing in this world that he can't." Teng Yiyang put down the pot proudly.

Shuibao nodded.

Ji An'an turned off the television and walked over. She then heard the conversation between the two and looked at the porridge on the table. She did not remove him from the stage.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Ji An'an and Shuibao both looked over. Teng Yiyang said, "It should be my order."

After saying that, he went to open the door and came back with a large bag of items.

"Daddy, did you eat crayfish last night?"

Teng Yiyang smiled. "Yes, I know you like it, so I ordered another restaurant and other dishes."

"Daddy is great. I like crayfish." Shuibao cheered.

Teng Yiyang greeted his son and looked at her, who was standing by the table.

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