Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Chapter 168 Making a cake with Dad 2

The corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that the housekeeper could poison the emperor and ruin the kitchen's cooking skills, and a vague worry arose in his heart.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the man's calm expression finally couldn't hold back.

He frowned and went directly to the kitchen.

As a result, I saw it, one big and one small whispering came together, the little guy shook his head, his little face was covered with flour, and the little mouth pursed slightly to hear that it was extra serious.

Mu Chen: "..."

These two people are really one dare to speak and the other dare to listen.

"You go out." He looked at Butler Mu, took a deep breath, glanced at Ye Sang again, and said every word: "I'll teach her."

Let Butler Mu continue teaching like this, he is afraid that these two people will directly put the slippers in the oil pan to fry.

housekeeper:"……"

Why doesn't he remember when his husband will cook?

Mu Chen squinted at the other person, saw his doubts, and snorted, "Isn't it impossible for me to learn?"

Apart from not knowing how to wear overalls, is there anything he can't do with such a big man?

Ye Sang's head tilted, and the cat's pupils brightened.

She remembered that once her father No. 3 seemed to be a genius with amazing talents.

It's just cake.

Baba will certainly do.

The little guy Mizhi raised his head confidently, and said, "Uncle is the best~"

She rubbed her little face and softened her little milky voice: "Come and teach Sangsang~"

He frowned slightly looking at the flour on the table.

Being stared at by the little girl with the bright eyes of Mu Chen, Mu Chen looked unnaturally turned away, his voice faint:

"It's just a cake."

Can’t you learn if you haven’t done it?

One big and one small in the kitchen, the man carefully studied the instructional video on the mobile phone, his long eyelashes were slightly drooping, and his expression was particularly focused.

Mu Chen never expected that one day he would study the cake tutorial with a child.

Even quite willingly...?

The two got together, and after reading it seriously, they glanced at each other and were dumbfounded again.

The little guy flattened his mouth, "I think Sangsang has learned it."

Mu Chen, "Okay."

He also felt that he had learned it.

At this time of one year and one year, I am extremely confident in myself.

However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is exceptionally skinny.

"..."

"Uncle Uncle~ Wrong, wrong, don't put the whole egg in it."

"..."

"Yesang!! That's salt!! You **** put down the bottle of salt for me."

"..."

"Uncle~You put too much milk~"

"..."

"Yesangsang!! You put the butter down! You will eat it up in a while."

After half an hour--

The kitchen where one big and one small stared at the chicken flying dog jumped into a long silence.

In fact, it was not so bad as expected.

The man looked at the phone and glanced at the flour on the table.

When I thought that I would go to the face-to-face meeting later, Mu Chen, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, was not very good.

"You go to the dough." The man pushed the girl next to him and cleared his throat. "Didn't you say to make a cake? How did your teacher teach you?"

Ye Sang squeezed his dimples and muttered lowly, "The teacher said he would do his own thing..."

Mu Chen nodded in satisfaction, "Yes."

"So you go to the face." He patted the girl's head, and really let go.

Ye Sang shook his head, thinking of birthday to Baba, he really needed to do it himself.

The little girl quickly cheered up. She rolled up her butterfly sleeves, exposing her small arms that were white and tender like lotus roots, and then she took up a handful of flour, and was really ready to do it herself.

Mu Chen looked at him with a smile and didn't intend to intervene.

Ye Sang's face was bulging, and his nose wrinkled slightly when he was holding the flour in his hand.

The little guy is facing Mu Chen who is watching the play.

The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the little girl did not sneeze out.

She had a serious face, and a small group stood at the table, learning the tutorial on the phone and began to pour the flour.

The little guy lowered his head and his curled eyelashes flickered and his face was stained with flour, making it look like a small cat.

Looking at her asymmetrical flour, Mu Chen moved his fingers slightly, a bit guilty of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The man squeezed her soft little face, and while the little guy was not paying attention, he smeared the other side of her face.

"Okay." It's even now.

Ye Sang blinked his cat's eyes, rubbed his little hand lightly, and his face became more stained instantly.

The little girl opened her mouth slightly into an O shape, and when she noticed something, she spit out a word blankly: "You..."

Honestly.

This picture is really happy.

Mu Chen looked at the child who looked like a small cat in front of him, and the corners of his lips tickled. Before he could laugh, he saw Ye Sang sneezing at himself with a handful of flour in his hand.

moment.

The world is quiet.

All the flour was blown onto Mu Chen's face, and he was slightly dazed.

The little guy was also stunned.

Her cat's eyes widened slightly, her little head tilted halfway, and...

Ye Sang looked at Dad Mu who had turned dark, and shrank his neck, and said in a small voice, "People's hands...it has its own ideas~"

Mu, who was confused: "..."

"..."

He endured.

The little girl continued to whisper, "I don't usually laugh at you."

Then she silently glanced at Mu Chen, who was full of flour, and the cat's eyes curled up, "Unless I can't help it."

Mu Chen: "..."

He bears up! !

This kid is completely deliberately taking revenge! !

Facts have proved that no matter what the big guy is when he meets the bear child, he can't calm down.

Mu Chen, who was made lunatic, is a good example.

The man sneered, holding the flour in his hand, and blew in the opposite direction of Ye Sang.

"..." In an instant, the little guy was dumbfounded, unable to laugh at all.

"You, you deliberately..."

Mu Chen grinds his teeth: "You also did it on purpose."

It’s not good to sneeze where the child goes, hit his face.

All that is clear is deliberate revenge.

*

In the study.

The atmosphere is obviously something wrong.

Shen Chuchen smiled and said: "I'll tell you one more thing, you have to be a little psychologically prepared."

Huo Yao pressed his eyebrows and sneered.

"I can even accept the fact that my daughter has two pro-dad fathers. What psychological preparations do I need?"

When Shen Chuchen heard this, his eyes became more meaningful.

Fine.

A true warrior, dare to face the bleak life and the **** reality.

"Then I said it." Shen Chuchen sat up slightly and threw the paternity test that had been under his arm. He hesitated and smiled, "This reality may be more terrifying than you think."

"No surprise, this little guy should have more than two dads."

(End of this chapter)