MTL - After Being Approached by His Son’s Dad-Chapter 52 Every year on my birthday, you will make me noodles

Gu Jiayi touched his chin, and asked him what relationship Mo Yunqi had. The relationship of raising children together must not be said, and Mo Zeyang would be exposed when he said it.

And Mo Yunqi had thought that someone would ask him to tell him not to announce it for the time being. He had arrangements in the back. What arrangements were there because he was in a hurry and had no time to say.

Gu Jiazheng thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Temporary confidentiality."

He is really not a fairy who can lie, much better than some bad bipeds!

There was an ambiguous inhalation sound at the scene. This sentence is easier to think about than to say it straight out. The host smiled ambiguously, and this question was stopped.

Pei Peng smiled and looked at Gu Jiayu. Why didn't he seize the opportunity and grab a headline by revealing himself?

Gu Jia grinned, don't worry, he's hiding it anyway.

The two do n’t have long horns, and they could n’t receive each other ’s signals.

Bai Yu looked at Gu Jiayu with a look of admiration, anyway, the idol was awesome! Idols are idols, others are not important!

Deng Xing watched the three eyes interact with each other, twisted his face, and did not look angrily!

Next, everyone played the game for a while. Deng Xing usually did not play with Gu Jiayu. They couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and made mistakes, which caused the audience to burst into laughter. Once this program was done, Deng Xing rose a lot, the reason is It turns out that Mr. Deng has such a sense of variety and can go to develop a comedy line.

Deng Xing is so angry, he really can't keep up!

Don't you see the three of them despising him?

When this episode aired, Gu Jiayu also watched the premiere at home. He did not participate in many variety shows. This was one of the few that made him want to watch it, because the show group finally gave him a big cake.

The birthday on Gu Jiayu ’s ID card was written on September 30th, and the broadcast day happened to be September 30th, so the show crew gave him the birthday in advance for this, the cake was big, and it was launched by trolley. , On the top stood a villain wearing a crown, which looked like Gu Jiayu.

Gu Jiayu wanted Mo to see if the villain looked like him, so he pulled the family to watch the premiere.

Seeing Deng Xing's ugliness, Gu Jiayu gloated gloatingly, "He is really really stupid!"

"Daddy, it's bad to say that others." Mo Zeyang turned into a little fox and lay on Gu Jiayu's head. Looking at Gu Jiayu from afar, he was wearing a fox fur hat. He covered Gu Jiayu's mouth with a small paw. Tell him seriously: "He's already so stupid, and you say people, isn't this bullying?"

Gu Jiayu thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, yes, isn't this bullying? He should have bullied a fool for so long. It should be too bad. We should sympathize with the weak!

Mo Yunqi took the little fox off of Gu Jiayu's head, carefully hugged his fur in his arms, and placed him in Gu Jiayu's arms, fearing that he climbed too high and fell.

Gu Jia shook his son's tail and shook. Your dad treats you as a tofu carving.

Moze raised his chin, hum! ╭ (╯ ^ ╰) ╮ is proud!

Loving mother Mo always rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

Today is Gu Jiayu ’s birthday on the official information. He wants to make a bowl of noodles for his lover himself. People in Huaguo have a special feeling for longevity noodles. On their birthdays, they have to eat a bowl of longevity noodles from their family.

"what is this?"

"Vegetable oil."

"what about this?"

"Soy sauce, this is fuel consumption."

Old Buck respectfully stood beside Mo Yunqi, patiently explained what the other person was seasoning, watching Mo Yunqi dig a spoonful of salt with a small spoon, and quickly said, "This is salt."

Mr Mo nodded his head and asked coldly: "Do you goats lose hair if they eat too much salt?"

Old Barker's face was a little embarrassed, and smiled a little awkwardly. "The young man joked. Cats that will lose hair when they eat salty are cats, and goats need to add salt every day." He carefully looked at Mo Yunqi's face, using When I got the title of Mo Yunqi when he was a child, I just wanted to ask the other party to look at the sentiment scores for so many years. Do not ask this question again.

In fact, this sentence is tantamount to admitting that he is not human. If Mo Yunqi cannot accept him as an butler, he can only regret to leave.

Mo Yunqi calmly put down the salt, "Teach me to cook noodles, the easiest is fine."

This question is as if he hadn't asked it, but it's better to get along like before.

Buck felt relieved, and a reassuring smile appeared on his face, and began to instruct Mo Yun to make a face together.

To be a human being, you must know yourself. Mo always knows that he has no talent for cooking. He is also used to doing one thing to be perfect, so he chooses to make the simplest bowl of noodles to satisfy Gu Jiayu.

President Mo himself cut half of the chicken into pieces, each of which was about the same size, and coded into Tetris in a regular manner. Whoever came out was cut by the strict leader Mo.

Under Buck's instructions, Mo always poured water into the electric pressure cooker, put Gu Jiayu's favorite chicken, and then put cooking wine, codonopsis, lotus seeds, wolfberry, and onion **** in order, and selected the soup mode.

"Is this correct?" President Mo asked the old Buck less reassured, not feeling that he would lose face with his housekeeper.

Old Buck admired his thumbs up, "Yeah! You have great talent for cooking."

While waiting for the chicken soup to be cooked, Mo always burned the rapeseed hearts he had picked for the first time, and they were all about the same size. The big ones were cut off, and they had to be made the same. Then cook the noodles, remove them into a bowl, place the cabbage heart into a heart shape, and pour the cooked chicken soup on top. After watching Buck, "Is that right?"

Buck nodded his face, reminding the other party: "An egg needs to be added, and long-lived noodles need to be added, sir can fry one on top."

Old Buck said, taking out an egg from the refrigerator, "the double yellow eggs bought specially are guaranteed to be paired and paired." President Mo made this bowl of noodles in a textbook style, meticulous, exact, just too It's meticulous and too slow. If you make a table, it might take a day.

President Mo squinted his eyes. For the first time, I thought it would be good to find a fairy to be a housekeeper. Looking at the shell, I knew what was inside. He seemed to have found a business opportunity, and there was also a direction for Gu Jiayu to accumulate faith. Leprechaun company.

No way, the duty of a businessman is to make money!

President Mo took over the pan handed over by Old Buck, raised it and looked at it, and then reached out and knocked, and estimated how long it takes the eggs to fry with the heat conductivity of this material with such a high temperature flame Cooked.

Gu Jiayu and Mo Zeyang both came to peek after smelling the chicken soup, watching Mo Yunqi knock on the pot, the two looked at each other, didn't understand what the other was doing, after all, they learned the superpowered bipeds Very different from ordinary people.

Mr. Mo calmly put the pan on the stove, opened the fire, poured oil, put a heart-shaped model, and then broke the eggs and poured them in-indeed it was double yellow!

President Mo looked back at the person standing at the door and thought about it. Then he took another quail egg and placed it between the two eggs. At this time, the eggs were about to be cooked.

Gu Jiazheng quickly reminded, "It's a mess!"

It's not delicious when you mash it! The chicken-eating professional said he likes eating eight matures!

President Mo quickly picked up the pan, and when he was anxious, he saw a purple-blue thunder light from his fingertips, which was split directly on the egg. The egg instantly became a black dreg, and a hole was exploded at the bottom of the pan.

President Mo was stunned, looking at his fingers, his face frowning.

Gu Jiayu quickly ran in, took Mo Yunqi's hand and looked at it, worriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Mo Yunqi shook his head, his face blanked.

Gu Jiayu pinched the tip of the finger that Mo Yunqi sent out, and admired it, "It's awesome. It's the only thing that blasts eggs into slag. What if they are all released? Well, it's a pity that the eggs . "

Mo Yunqi frowned and squeezed his fingers, and looked at Gu Jiayu's eyes helplessly. What is the focus of this little idiot? What he is doing is obviously not something a normal person can do.

Looking at Buck again, it was also a dignified expression, which could not explain the phenomenon of Mo Yunqi's sudden fingertips blowing into the flames. Mo Yunqi is a human being, and this cannot be questioned.

However, Mo Yunqi's aura has made all non-humans covet. Now that he suddenly has this ability, there is a way to protect himself. Buck said, "Can you control this power? Send it again?"

Mo Yunqi shook his head, he tried it just now, uncontrolled.

Gu Jiayu is also a little disappointed, but it doesn't matter, "I can protect you, it doesn't matter whether there is that thing!" Mo Yunqi was able to kick Firefox off the car, and he accepted Mo Yunqi and normal people. Not the same, he believes that he must be able to control this power, not knowing why he is so determined, he just believes him, unconditionally, and believes that he can do everything.

Mo Yunqi smiled and touched Gu Jiayu's head, and said gently, "Okay, I'll rely on you to protect."

Gu Jiazhen immediately lifted his **** and felt that he was super powerful!

Mo Yunqi's hand that touched his head's hair was changed into a pinch of his face, and he spoiled and squeezed an omelette, two large and one small fried into a heart shape and placed on the surface.

Buck had swiftly brought other dishes to the table and led Mo Zeyang to wash his hands.

Gu Jiaxi stared at the bowl of noodles, "Why do you suddenly remember learning to cook?"

The big president who can't distinguish between oil and salt sauce and vinegar personally cooks a bowl of noodles.

President Mo reluctantly raised his hand to poke his brows, "Isn't it your birthday today? Longevity noodles."

Gu Jiayi pointed his nose in shock, "My birthday? Did you make it for me?"

"Isn't it written on your profile today? Anyway, the real birthday is forgotten, and the cake for you should be delivered." Mo Yunqi held Gu Jiayu's face with a smile, and kissed him Nose tip, kissed his mouth again, "I will make a bowl of longevity noodles for you every year after your birthday."

Gu Jia pursed his mouth, looking at Mo Yunqi's affectionate eyes, his nose was suddenly sore, his heart was like a pinch, sore and painful, and he fluttered quickly, "Have you ever thought about it, if Without you, who would make me noodles? "

With that said, the tears couldn't be held back. An aggrieved mood swept the heart, and the painful Gu Jiayu's heart trembled. Before Mo Yunqi spoke, he took the initiative to hold each other's neck and buried his face in Mo Yunqi On his shoulder, he whispered softly, "I won't let you die. You have to remember what you said today and make me a bowl of noodles every year today."

Even if it is against the peace and will be revenge, he still has to keep this human being with him, no big deal, give him his life for a hundred years, a year for him, and when it ’s gone.

In order to live longer, he must work hard, accumulate more faith, and make himself the longest living demon.

By that time, Mo Zeyang had grown up, and the little fox of the fox family, he had nothing to worry about, and he would definitely live well.

Like human beings, choosing one person to grow old is perhaps the best fate of this life.

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Mo Guqi took his watch out of sight of Gu Jiayu, looked at a gray mark hidden under the dial, and frowned gradually.

After getting that piece of jade, there is such a thing here. It looks like a pattern, but it has n’t been completed yet. I ca n’t tell exactly what it is, but when the fingertip drew the current of electricity, the position was a bit itchy. .

Does this mean that the thunder light just issued is related to the mark of this position, can he control this power?

Mo always felt that it was necessary to control this thing. For example, the demon who chased the little fairies in his family could be hacked with thunder again.

It must be studied carefully.