Chapter 301

Ye Fei has a good grasp of the heat. Although she is not well-developed, she has no taste.

Soft and tender with some milk flavor.

In contrast to the tender and smooth taste of eggs, there are distinct fried rice, rice grains, and sweet and sour taste of tomatoes.

Such a completely different taste of the two mixed together, it is completely different taste, but it seems to blend in the mouth.

Finally, Zhao Gushen drank a taste of Zeng Tang and put the last bit of fried rice into his stomach.

"You added milk to this egg?" Zhao Gushen asked.

"With a little cream." Ye Fei made a gesture with her fingers, which was really not much. "If you add too much, it will smell like milk, but it will be greasy, so I only add a little, Titian."

"Light cream is thicker than milk in texture. It can make the egg liquid thicker and solidify better at the bottom. The part that doesn't need to solidify too much in the middle is not so easy to ripen just because it is thick." Ye Fei explains.

Ye Fei specially reduces the weight of Xiao Mo, which is just right for him.

Xiaomo finished eating, his stomach was full, but he was still greedy.

Looking at Zhao Gushen and ye Fei, it's a pity that they are full and can't stop them.

"Xiao Fei, what's for lunch today?" This little guy had just had enough to eat in the morning, and his stomach was still round, so he already thought about what to eat at noon.

Ye Fei wants to discuss with Zhao Gushen what she wants to say to the little guy today.

And promised Zhao Gushen to go home with him.

I don't have to eat at home at noon.

Ye Fei looks at Zhao Gushen and waits for his meaning.

"Xiaomo, after dinner, clean up. We have something to tell you." What Zhao Gushen said is very direct.

A little stranger, a little ghost, a little ghost, a little ghost.

Therefore, Zhao Gushen does not regard him as an ordinary child.

Just like talking to an adult, talk to a little stranger equally.

Small Mo stares rolling big eyes, see ye Fei, and see Zhao Gushen.

Finally, his eyes returned to Ye Fei's face: "Xiao Fei, you finally find my stepfather!"

"Cough! Cough, cough, cough Ye Fei just gave himself the last mouthful of fried rice, didn't expect to hear such words.

Ye Fei choked all of a sudden and choked her throat.

Zhao Gushen quickly picked up the soup and fed it to her.

Seeing that ye Fei was more comfortable after drinking the soup, Zhao Gushen said to the little guy helplessly: "what stepfather, what are you talking about?"

The small Mo shrivels shriveled mouth, the heart says zhao gu deep to his home small Fei's mind difference write on the face.

I don't want to be his stepfather. Do I want to be a scum man?

Ye Fei also finished eating.

Put the dishes away, put them in the dishwasher and come back.

At this time, Zhao Gushen has brought Xiaomo to the living room.

Because ye Fei was not there, Zhao Gushen did not speak first.

Until ye Fei comes back.

Ye Fei sits beside Xiao mo.

Zhao Gushen got up and sat directly on the tea table, facing them.

It's more convenient to talk.

Ye Fei looks at Zhao Gushen and sees that Zhao Gushen nods to her.

The small Mo sees these in the eye.

I was a little nervous by them.

At this time, ye Fei said, "Xiao Mo, you can't call uncle Zhao any more."

See the little guy's eyes particularly muddled to see.

Ye Fei is uneasy in the heart and smiles gently at the little guy: "he's your father."

Who knows, but the little guy was not shocked.