Chapter 877

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"Forehead……"

Come on, Yun Che has nothing to say at this time, it seems that he dug this hole himself, and this time he has buried himself.

Chapter 436 Yun Che's Shortcomings

It was too bad to miss the news from Fei Ye. Yun Che and the others did not stay in the space. They went out after dinner that day. Only the little buns were reluctant to leave. Heiyu and Xiaopangchen took the initiative to stay and took them around the space. Expedition, but Yun Che and the others waited for two full days and they did not receive Fei Ye's reply. On the birthday of the little buns, not only Mo Jiancheng and his wife were here, but also all the members of the old Xing family.

Early in the morning, Yunyao torture mother Wang Suhua and others were busy in the kitchen. Some of the men helped to slaughter sheep. Yun Che originally wanted to learn to make a birthday cake for his son, but after destroying a lot of ingredients, he was decisively kicked out of the kitchen by Yun Yao. In the end, Xing Feng said that he would help Yun Che make it together, and Yun Yao agreed to his entry. kitchen.

"Can you see this?"

Yun Che, who was covered in flour, held a piping bag in one hand and the flowers he made in the other. With the help of Xing Feng, the cake embryo was already baked, and the rest was the piping bag with cream. The cake embryo that had just been made was ruined by his own hands again. Yun Che decided to try to make two flowers on the flower decoration mold first, but... I have to say that talent is really important. Yun Che, who is very good at everything, is really good at cooking. One word, alas!

"this……"

"Master, why do you look like a piece of shit?"

Xing Feng's face was full of embarrassment, and he was still considering how to say it so as not to hurt his enthusiasm. Hei Yu, who came out of nowhere, said it bluntly. Added: "It's still a lump of green shit."

"Forehead……"

Yun Che's forehead turned black, and the blue veins on his forehead only twitched: "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Fuck you..."

It seemed that he realized that his face was wrong, and Hei Yu jumped to the shoulder of Xing Feng, who was on the opposite side: "It's not the master, you can see for yourself, that lump... um... No matter how you look at it, it looks like... ... what is it?"

For the first time, Hei Yu felt that his long life had been in vain, and he could not find the words that could beautify that lump to describe it.

"Go away, I don't want to talk to you."

Look at him and then look at the thing in his hand that he really wants to do, Yun Che threw it away, and picked up another mold to continue to carve, practice makes perfect, he still doesn't believe it, even a flower he Get it out.

Seeing this, Xing Feng smiled dotingly and helplessly, walked over and hugged him from behind, grabbing his hands with both hands: "I'll teach you."

The fiery breath was on his sensitive neck, Yun Che felt a little itchy, and just as he was about to dodge a little, the hands held by Xing Feng moved flexibly. After squeezing out the green cream, it only took a few seconds, and a green rose flower took shape. Looking at this flower and thinking about the one he made, Yun Che suddenly felt heartbroken. He was also a human being. Why is the difference so big?

"Your hands are not suitable for the kitchen. Just leave these things to me in the future. You are responsible for eating."

Leaning against his ear, Xing Feng whispered.

"Um."

Turning around from his arms, Yun Che leaned over and gave him a light peck on the lips. What's wrong with not being able to cook? His family is so skilled in martial arts, so he is afraid that he will not be able to starve in the future?

"Tsk tsk...you two are blinding this king's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes."

After witnessing everything, Hei Yu turned around and jumped away, and if he continued to stay, he was going to blind them.

Xing Feng Yun Che looked at each other and smiled, and concentrated on working together to prepare a birthday cake for their precious son. After a while, Xiaopang Chen ran over again, and saw that the cake they made was a small house with a garden, inside or sitting Or with three little pigs lying down, Fatty Chen frowned and said, "Uncle, why aren't there three little Ultramans?"

"what?"

With the help of Xing Feng, he finally added ears to the last little pig, Yun Che was at a loss for a moment, and then laughed at himself: "Do you think your uncle and I can make something as lofty as Ultraman? "

Being able to make three little pigs is already very powerful, isn't it?

"But I like Ultraman."

Lying on the table, Xiaopangchen was still a little unhappy. His obsession with Ultraman was too deep.

"On your birthday next year, let Xingda make you an Ultraman?"

In order to coax the baby's little nephew, Yun Che decisively contributed a lot to the punishment, and then Xiao Pangchen smiled with satisfaction: "I want a little pig, my uncle will do it."

"Okay, the little pig made by my uncle, you kid, will make things difficult for me."

There was no way to take him, Yun Che was full of helplessness.

"Hee hee, I'm going to ask my brother to see the birthday cake."

With a toothy grin at him, Xiaopangchen turned around and was about to run out, Yun Che hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't, let them see now, they want to eat right away, your mother and my sister will talk later. , When you take a nap in the afternoon, we will take it out for afternoon tea."

"it is good."

Thinking that my uncle seemed to have been told by my mother several times in the past two days, Xiaopang Chen nodded obediently.

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