Chapter 934: Cooking For Other Men?

Then Ill go talk to Auntie later.

Song Yaoyaos eyes curved as she leaned into Huo Yunques arms.

The little girl looked very cute in the mans arms.

Is there anything in this world that Gege doesnt know how to do?

She counted with her fingers as she watched Huo Yunque whisk the eggs into liquid. You know how to earn money, you know how to dance, and you know how to cook Ah, sometimes I really feel that you are a G.o.d that has descended to the mortal world.

Tch

Huo Yunque knocked her little head. A G.o.d? Song Yaoyao, have you been watching too many TV dramas?

Hmph, Im not the only one who thinks so.

The egg spread across the wok, and the fragrance immediately a.s.sailed her nostrils.

Yellow scrambled eggs were quickly prepared.

Song Yaoyao fanned herself, took a deep breath, and sighed. Its so simple. Why couldnt I cook it well?

Its okay if you cant.

Huo Yunque put the eggs on the plate. Even though he could cook, he had only entered the kitchen when his mother was still alive.

After she pa.s.sed away, only he and Elder Huo were left in the house, and they were both serious and cold people.

At that time, Elder Huo was far less easygoing than he was now.

If it werent for Huo Yunques mother meddling in the middle, his relations.h.i.+p with his father would never be as good as it was now.

Sigh, but I want to learn.

Song Yaoyao sighed. Her pretty little face scrunching up.

Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow, held her shoulders, and gently turned her around. He leaned over and looked into her eyes. Tell me, why do you have to learn how to cook?

Because I want to partic.i.p.ate in a variety show!

Song Yaoyao did not realize what was hidden in Huo Yunques eyes, so she hugged his waist and puffed up her cheeks. She thought that she probably really did not have any talent in cooking, so her shoulders collapsed and she was very discouraged.

But I cant learn it no matter how hard I try. Im so stupid!

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and stroked her soft hair with his big palm.

Come, tell me, who do you want to cook for when you join the variety show?

Mr. Pan!

Song Yaoyaos mouth twitched, and her eyes lit up as she spoke.

It was said that his desserts were especially delicious, and the taste was also very special.

When the time came, she would definitely taste every flavor!

Huo Yunques hands paused. Mr. Pan?

Yes, yes, yes.

Song Yaoyao did not realize that a certain someones tone was already very dangerous, she even happily said coquettishly to him, Its a variety show about cooking. Many of the guests on the show get to show off their culinary skills. But I dont know anything. I have to learn a dish that can be used, otherwise, it would be so embarra.s.sing. She wrinkled her nose, stood on her tiptoes, and looked at Huo Yunque as she shook his arm, Gege, dont you think so?

Yes.

Huo Yunque gave a faint smile and carried her out of the room.

Hey, Gege, what are you doing? I havent finished learning yet.

No more learning!

Huo Qi, who was outside, felt a chill all over his body.

He touched his neck and looked up at the sky.

Is it going to rain?

That night, his guess was correct. It rained cats and dogs.

Meanwhile, Song Yaoyao struggled to bear the consequences of saying the wrong thing.

She was so weak that her voice was hoa.r.s.e from crying.

When she was carried out of the bathroom, she was still sobbing pitifully.

Her eyes were red and her lips were slightly swollen.

It was obvious that she had been bullied.

Song Yaoyao tried to persuade Huo Yunque to let her go.

However