Muyazhe frowned: "shut up. You can do it. "

"Well, I'm sure it's better than yours!" You you looked at him, and did not hide his contempt.

Mu Yichen said in silence: "what daddy baked is not a question of good taste, but whether he can eat it."

"Well." Youyou said thoughtfully on his face, "yes, I'm sure the food is poisoned."

"Maybe there's no chance of rescue."

"Well."

You you are obviously sure of Mu Yichen's speech.

Two small milk bags are singing one song and one harmony, which makes him dislike it to the end.

The hand that the man holds pincers is pulled tight for a while, the back of the hand appears blue tendon, face, blacker!

"You know what? I can't eat the food Daddy made. " Little Yi Chen is exploding at the same time.

"He can cook?"

"Well. I did it once, and almost blew up the kitchen. " Little Yi Chen shakes his head helplessly and sighs.

You you squinted at mu Yazhe and despised him even more.

"I can't even cook. How can I raise my mommy?"

Mu Yazhe: " Men must be able to cook? "

"The man who can't cook, still want to chase my mommy? If you want to hook my mommy's heart, you should first hook her stomach. " Youyou gives him a big bad comment when he leaves his pink lips.

Xiaoyi Chen said: "don't force my daddy. When he cooks, he is like a terrorist. He will destroy the kitchen if he orders anything."

He suffered a lot and suffered a lot. He still remembers that day when he pestered his father's basement kitchen. But half a quarter of an hour later, he heard an explosion in the kitchen. In a moment, the pungent smell came out of the kitchen. When he came closer to the kitchen, the whole wall was blackened.

The cooking table is in a mess. The pots are all burnt through.

It's like a nuclear reactor lab. It's terrifying.

Since then, it has left a deep psychological shadow, and I don't believe in moyazhe's cooking any more.

Well, to be exact, there's no cooking.

You you light way: "he does not cook like terrorists."

"More terrorists than terrorists. It's anti human."

Youyou was deeply worried and drove away: "I'll bake it. I'm afraid that mommy ate your barbecue and got food poisoning."

Muyazhe froze in action: "..."

"You know, my mommy is a delicate flower. She is so fragile that she can't stand your destruction."

You you will continue to carry forward the poisonous tongue to the end.

After hearing this, xiaoyichen was very frightened: "well, daddy, you don't want to bake. I don't want to eat your meat. I'm sent to the hospital for gastric lavage / intestines!"

"Is that enough?" he said

"You you light powder lips:" angry into anger

Xiaoyi Chen said, "well, daddy's angry."

You you said: "if your cooking skill level is negative, don't destroy the innocent."

"Well! Don't destroy the innocent. "

"To avoid human tragedies, put down your weapons."

"Well, drop your weapon."

……

Muyazhe is completely speechless.

There is no way to take these two treasures.

He frowned in some displeasure, obviously in some disapproval.

Is his cooking really anti human?

No exaggeration!

He was forced to abdicate.

Chef yuntianyou tied up his apron.

The barbecue machine was too tall, he was not as tall as moyichen, so he had to bring a small bench, stand up, roll the sleeves, hold the pliers in one hand, and hold the scissors in the other hand, and bake it in full swing.