Although there were quite a lot of dishes to cook, someone helped. Xiao Ling used several pots together, and it didn't take long. Seven dishes and one soup were ready.
"Mo Xiaobao, don't just eat meat and drink soup."
The soup was cooked and cooled first, and now the temperature is just right.
Xiao Ling saw that Mo Xiaobao was only eating sweet and sour pork ribs, so he had to get up and serve him a small bowl of tomato and egg soup.
"Oh...thank you 'Mom'~"
Mo Yubai obediently took the soup and took a few sips. He glanced at Xiao Ling quietly and picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.
Don’t blame him for being greedy, it’s just that the food cooked by “Mom” is so delicious!
Seeing his greedy look, Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckle.
Forget it, this sweet and sour pork ribs dish was originally made for two children.
After serving the soup to Mo Yubai, Xiao Ling served another bowl to Qiao Xiaoyu, and then moved the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs towards Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, eat more, don't let your brother Xiaobao snatch it all."
Qiao Xiaoyu took the small bowl and thanked her shyly: "Thank you Xiao...'Mom'?"
"You're welcome~"
Xiao Ling was used to Mo Yubai calling him mom, so Xiao Ling didn't realize that Qiao Xiaoyu also called him "mom".
Bai was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head and said to Qiao Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, you can't call me Mother Xiao!"
"O. Xiao...'Dad'?"
"Pfft~!" Xiao Ling was extremely happy. Is this a cute girl for nothing?
[Hahahahahaha Xiao Ling looked surprised, cooked a meal, and got a cheap girl hahaha]
[Xiao Ling is absolutely delighted right now. Before, she was staring at Xiaoyu with a coveted look on her face, wishing she could take him back to her home! ]
[Xiao Yu is so cute, this stupid little beauty who stupidly calls other people mom and dad, she must really like sacks~]
[Da Qiao was dumbfounded, he was still working hard, but when he turned around, his sister went to call someone else’s dad, hahaha]
[Dumeng Xiaoyu must have thought that every guest must be called daddy or mommy, you stupid little sweet girl! My heart is about to turn into cuteness.]
[Oops, Xiao Ling’s cooking is so delicious, I’m so greedy.]
"Hey, Qiao Xiaoyu, I am your 'father' now! Why do you think you have to change your parents if someone cooks delicious food?!"
Qiao Ze was busy cooking, but now he almost choked on a mouthful of saliva and pressed down on his sister's head angrily.
Qiao Xiaoyu didn't know what she had done wrong, and blinked her big innocent eyes.
Didn't the uncle from the program team say that everyone should be called "Mom and Dad" on the show?
When she saw Mo Xiaobao calling Xiao Ling "Mom" before, she followed suit. Why was it wrong to change her name to "Dad" now?
"He is our little baby's 'mother' now, how can he be your 'father'?" Xiao Ling was staring at Qiao Xiaoyu silly, while Mo Yihan spoke unhurriedly, and at the end he even criticized Xiao Ling. Raising an eyebrow: "Really, who's the child?"
"..."
Who says no, as long as the child belongs to him, he can be both father and mother!
"Ahem, actually it's okay to call me 'Dad'~ But Xiaoyu should just call me Uncle Xiao~"
Otherwise, it would be a bit strange for Qiao Xiaoyu to call him "Dad" and Bai Weiwei to call him "Mom", and Bai Weiwei to call him brother.
"Oh, Uncle Xiao."
It turns out you can call him uncle. Qiao Xiaoyu blushed and took a sip of soup in embarrassment.
Uncle Xiao’s cooking is really delicious~ the soup is also delicious, I envy Brother Xiaobao~!
"So good~"
Xiao Ling really liked Qiao Xiaoyu everywhere.
Seeing the little girl lowering her head to drink the soup, Xiao Ling stood up and filled another bowl, but instead of giving it to herself, she handed it to Bai Weiwei: "Weiwei, you can try it too."
The movements are extremely natural.
Bai Weiwei didn't hesitate, took it directly and took a big sip: "Thank you, brother~it tastes good!"
"You're welcome, eat more."
Xiao Ling smiled gently at Bai Wei and touched her head habitually.
The two parties involved didn't feel anything was wrong, but the very nervous Qiao Ze didn't pay attention to them at all and just focused on doing his job.
[Ah ah ah ah, why does Xiao Ling look at Wei Wei with such gentle eyes? Does he like us Wei Wei? ? ? ]
[Weiwei calls her brother so sweet, I just wanted to say it when we were in the kitchen, the brother next door and the sweet girl go well together~! ]
[What to pair with it? ! Isn’t Xiao Ling a gay? Why is he teasing Weiwei again! ]
[But I feel like Xiao Ling is doting on her sister, and since Wei Wei is so easily shy, it feels so natural to get along with Xiao Ling]
[Uh, who noticed, our Brother Han’s smile suddenly disappeared just now! ]
[Ah ah ah ah ah Brother Han isn’t jealous, is he? ! I don’t want to listen to my crazy online posting of 10! ]
Mo Yihan looked at the intimate interaction between Xiao Ling and Bai Weiwei. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his brows frowned: "Brother?"
When did they become so familiar?
As a brother and sister, why are you so close?
"Huh?" Xiao Ling served herself another bowl of soup. Just as she was about to sit down, she heard Mo Yihan mutter something unclear, "What did you say?"
"......nothing."
Mo Yihan stared intently at the soup bowl Bai Weiwei was holding, then turned to look at the soup in Xiao Ling's hand.
"You want some soup? There's still some in the pot."
What kind of look is this? As soon as Xiao Ling took a sip, she saw him staring at the bowl in his hand, so she reminded him that there was still soup in the pot, so you could fill it up if you wanted to drink it.
"..."
Mo Yihan's face suddenly turned even darker.
Didn’t he say that he was a “good wife and mother” and that it was not his share to serve soup for others?
[Oh, host! How can you serve soup to others but not to the hero! How can we guide this way! 】
Little 8 was flying around in the system space anxiously, wanting to rush out to help the host.
【......】
He served the child and Bai Weiwei soup out of pure subconscious care. As a grown man, does Mo Yihan still need to take care of himself?
But after all, he still wanted to attack others. Thinking of this, he stood up again, filled the soup and handed it to Mo Yihan.
"Give."
"Thank you, I don't like soup."
He was still holding his breath in his heart, although he didn't understand why Xiao Ling was just serving soup for others, so why should he be angry.
"?" Xiao Ling held up the soup bowl and felt a little confused when he heard this.
It's strange. Didn't he enjoy the soup he cooked yesterday?
However, Mo Yihan didn't want to drink it, so he didn't force it. After the Shengdu was poured out, he gave it to Qiao Ze: "Qiao Ze, do you want some soup?"
"Huh? Drink! Thank you."
Seeing Qiao Ze taking the soup that was supposed to be his and drinking it, Mo Yihan felt even more blocked...
