Xiaonan walked into the kitchen and said, "I'll do it."
She didn't say hello either, and walked to the counter, ready to help him fold the food.
Jing Yixuan raised his head to look at Xiaonan, his eyes calm and gentle, and there was no extra emotion on his face, he faintly refused, "No, I can."
Seeing his insistence, Xiaonan gave a small step back, "You prepare the ingredients, let me fry!"
In fact, she mainly thinks about her son's stomach.
Jing Yixuan looked at her, there was more secretiveness in her deep eyes.
"Dad, I want to eat cake!"
Suddenly, the son's childish voice broke into the deadlock between the two of them.
Both of them looked at their son at the same time.
Xiao Yangyang stood at the door of the kitchen with his hands behind his back, looking at his parents, "I want to eat the cake you two made together, okay?"
The little guy blinked expectant eyes and looked at them.
"Baby, tomorrow Mommy will take you to the cake shop to make it for you, okay? Now your dad may not have any ingredients here..."
Xiaonan thinks it should be time for dinner, so she plans to discuss it with her son.
"Yes! We have everything here."
Chen's mother also came into the kitchen at some point, and quickly took out the ingredients from the house one by one.
Flour, butter, eggs, etc...
It really has everything.
"Hey, as soon as the young master came, I prepared all these things, but I have not done it before, and I dare not make it for the young master casually. No, the ingredients have not been moved yet!"
Xiaonan always has a feeling that all this is a bit like Chen's and her son's calculations.
It's just that the matter is over, what else can she say
Thinking of the sad words on her son's phone, she is a mother, yet she has the heart to refuse
Tilt his head and look at the man beside him.
"Do you know?"
The man shook his head and was very honest.
Xiaonan spread her hands and looked at her son innocently.
"But I can try."
Jing Yixuan put the mobile phone in his hand.
No, he can learn, not to mention, she can, can she teach it
Xiaonan looked back at him.
"Thank you dad!!"
Yang Yang shouted excitedly, took Chen's hand, and went out of the kitchen.
For a time, only Xiaonan and Jing Yixuan were left in the kitchen.
The atmosphere became a bit awkward again for a while.
Jing Yixuan lowered his head and searched the Internet for cake making methods, and asked Xiaonan, "What kind of cake does he like to eat?"
Xiaonan shook her head, and while looking at the ingredients on the counter, she said, "He doesn't like to eat any sweets on weekdays, but today he suddenly said he wants to eat cake, which is really strange."
At the end, she concluded, "This kid, premeditated!"
Jing Yixuan stood with his back to her. Hearing what she said, he only raised his eyebrows faintly. "Will your conspiracy theory be used on a seven-year-old child
"He is my son, I know him best."
Xiaonan is very sure.
Jing Yixuan said quietly, "He is also my son."
"..."
Xiaonan discovered that Jing Yixuan was announcing his ownership of his son at all times.
"Okay, let's make apricot honey cake! You cook, I will make the cake."
Xiaonan picked the ingredients inside and distributed them in an orderly manner.
"Do together."
Unexpectedly, Jing Yixuan asked.
He looked back at Xiaonan, and Xiaonan also looked back at him, expressing puzzlement.
He said, "Yangyang's request."
Faint explanation, expressionless.
It's not that Xiaonan doesn't want to cook with him. In fact, what she thinks is that if he doesn't cook well, at least the cake will fill her son's hunger, but if they want to be together, she might not have that confidence.
However, he said that he was doing this well, and he refused, as if it was a bit hypocritical.
It's just to make a cake together, not to do something else, she seems to be too much.
"Okay, let's go together."
Xiaonan nodded.
Distribute the dried apricots in front of you to the man next to you, "You wash it first and cut it into small dices."
Jing Yixuan didn't say anything, took it, threw it into the sink, and washed it seriously.
Xiaonan is responsible for tricking the egg whites. She is extremely skilled in separating the yolk and the egg whites. While tricking the egg whites, she watched Jing Yixuan seriously cut the dried apricots.
Compared with her familiarity, Jing Yixuan's movement of holding the knife seemed much rusty.
Probably it's really because I haven't entered the kitchen for a long time.
"Be careful, don't cut your hands."
Xiaonan reminded him.
But I didn't want to. As soon as the voice fell, I saw the sharp blade swiftly across Jing Yixuan's finger, and the scarlet blood dripped from the fingertips in an instant.
Jing Yixuan narrowed his eyebrows.
"bad!!"
Xiaonan murmured, and quickly released the egg beater in her hand. Without even thinking about it, she caught Jing Yixuan's injured finger and put it in her mouth, and asked him vaguely, "Does it hurt?"
Jing Yixuan's dark eyes sunk a little, staring at Xiaonan, darkening the color.
Her fingers were licked by her hot and humid lilac tongue. The heat seemed to spread all the way from his wound to the bottom of his heart, directly burning on the tip of his heart.
The eyes, staring at her, got a bit hotter.
When Jing Yixuan saw this, Xiaonan came back suddenly. She was startled, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly took his hand out of her mouth, "That... um, forget, you... you're a doctor. …You can do it yourself."
She was so nervous just now that she suddenly forgot their current relationship! !
Yin Xiaonan, you are really... ashamed! !
Jing Yixuan saw her embarrassment in full, but didn't say much, not even a superfluous expression, so he directly... he soaked his fingers into his thin lips.
"..."
Xiaonan only felt his head buzzing.
The heart beats violently.
His cheeks were red, as if he was about to burn.
She hurriedly lowered her head and whipped the eggs seriously, Quandang could not see, could not see
But her hand with the egg beater had already betrayed her panic, and that hand was trembling so badly that it was unbelievable.
Seeing that he was still holding his fingers, Xiaonan prepared to cut dried apricots with one hand, and finally couldn't help but raised his head again and said to him, "I'll cut it, you go and bandage your fingers first."
"It's just two drops of blood. Am I that vulnerable?"
Jing Yixuan ignored her.
"Then let me cut it."
Xiaonan was going to get his knife, but he was caught with one hand. He lowered his eyebrows and stared at Xiaonan, "Don't move, go with the flour!"
Her hand was shaking like that, and it would be a miracle to take the knife without cutting it!
"Ok."
Xiaonan couldn't hold him back.
Nothing else, mainly because of his sharp eyes staring at her. She was panicked just looking at her, she dared to disobey his orders.
Xiaonan finished mixing the egg whites, so she had to go to the dough.
Kneading the noodles is not too difficult. All the processes are done, but it only took 15 minutes. After adding the mixed flour to the dried apricots and honey, put them in the oven and adjust the timing for 50 minutes.
During this period, the two people divided the work to prepare the food. When everything was ready, the oven dinged and the time was up.
As soon as the oven was turned on, a strong fragrance came out, and Xiaonan was a little excited, "It should be good!"
Jing Yixuan put on heat-proof gloves and brought the cake out of the oven.
The golden cakes are bright and oily, and there is a pleasant milky fragrance. The presentation and fragrance are good. I believe the taste should not be much different.
Xiaonan stretched out her hand to squeeze a piece and taste it.
"hot!!"
Jing Yixuan responded in a timely manner, and quickly grabbed Xiao Nan's hand, clasped it in the palm of his hand, and constricted his sword eyebrows, "How come you are so reckless."
Xiaonan was scolded by him, a little aggrieved, and stuck out her tongue, "I just want to taste it."
Jing Yixuan let go of her hand, took a pair of chopsticks, and handed it to Xiaonan, "Pick the one on the side of the base, the one over there is a bit colder."
"okay… "
Xiaonan clipped the one on the very edge, blew it, and then cautiously sent it into her mouth, "It smells good... It tastes good!"
As she ate, she praised vaguely, "Would you like? I'll give you a pinch."
As she said, she picked a small piece from the side and blew a few mouthfuls before it was brought to Jing Yixuan's mouth, "It's really good!"
Jing Yixuan held his mouth open, took a few bites, swallowed, and did not comment.
"It's perfect to make some cream flowers!"
Xiaonan put down her chopsticks and clapped her hands, a little excited, "I'll squeeze the cream!"
But seeing that Jing Yixuan had already prepared the cream and the piping bag, he was standing in front of the cake, his long body bent slightly, and he began to squeeze the cream seriously.
Xiaonan has a special interest in squeezing flowers. Seeing that her work has been robbed, she hurriedly leaned forward and said, "The two will change, one for you and one for me..."
She is still like a child.
Jing Yixuan only glanced at her slightly, ignored her and continued to work.
One is over, another one, another...
The shape is more beautiful than the other.
Xiaonan, who said she was going to squeeze the flowers, did not know when she was already lying on the other side of the counter, playing with eggs boredly.
I don't know where she found a marker pen, but she was holding the pen and was altering it on the cream-white egg.
Just as Jing Yixuan was squeezing the flowers, suddenly, an egg rolled towards him.
He lifted the curtain and took a look, then raised his head to look at her half a metre away from him, before picking up the egg that she had painted beyond recognition.
An angry face was painted on the tiny egg.
Under the angry face, a line was written: "I want to squeeze flowers!!!"
With five exclamation marks.
The corners of Jing Yixuan's tight mouth couldn't help but raised a half arc, but he put the egg down like a deaf ear and continued to squeeze the flowers, but he did not forget to criticize her, "The painting style is ugly enough!"
"You can't be gentlemanly?"
Xiaonan finally couldn't help it anymore, and gave him a resentful look.
Jing Yixuan's hand movements are very meticulous, he said lightly, "Tell the truth."
Finally, got up and handed the piping bag in her hand to Xiaonan, "Squeeze it well, don't ruin my cake."
Xiaonan hurriedly put the pen in her hand, happily accepted the piping bag, raised her head confidently, "I must be better than you."
Jing Yixuan raised his eyebrows, "Try it!"
"Try it!"
Xiaonan accepts the challenge.
Xiaonan did a little job, so I found it very fresh, but even an inexperienced person like Jing Yixuan could do such a good-looking job. For me, it would not be a difficult task.
However, she obviously underestimated the difficulty of the job and overestimated her own ability.
Jing Yixuan stood at this end of the counter, learning from Xiaonan, holding a marker and an egg, and immersed himself in something drawn on this end.
I heard that Nan kept sighing in a low voice, "Oh, it's too difficult..."
She scratched her hair irritably, "It's broken again..."
"It doesn't look good..."
"Ugly..."
Jing Yixuan finally couldn't listen anymore, and closed his eyebrows, "Be patient."
Xiaonan was a little depressed, curled her lips, "I'm patient enough!"