As he walked through the living room to the stairs, Lou Cheng deeply realized the difference between the Yan family and his own family bit by bit. It was impossible to say that he did not have inferiority complex. Fortunately, he was in a high-spirited stage and felt that no matter what

I can make up for the gap myself, so I don't feel depressed.

When he came to the second floor and entered the girl's boudoir, what he saw was pink and white, and there were all kinds of dolls, big ones, small ones, cute ones, and weird ones.

Yan Zheke took a quick step and rushed to the bed. With a blushing face, he picked up the clothes and miscellaneous items scattered on the carpet and stuffed them into one of the large wardrobes.

Lou Cheng breathed in the familiar fragrance that filled the room and said with a smile: "I thought it would be tidied up."

Of course, it is much neater and cleaner than my own room!

"Humph, how can I clean it up every day!" Yan Zheke raised his head slightly and looked to the side.

At this time, as the door closed, the atmosphere in the girl's boudoir suddenly became quiet, and suddenly there was a bit of unspeakable ambiguity.

This is a truly private space where no one will disturb you.

Yan Zheke's long black eyelashes trembled a few times, like a panicked little white rabbit. He took out several photo albums from the bookshelf, not daring to look directly at Lou Chengdong and said: "I, I will take a shower first, you yourself

See photos!"

Lou Cheng resisted the urge and nodded with a smile: "Okay."

After hearing his answer, Yan Zheke turned her head and looked into his eyes, her eyes clear and soft again:

"Except for my dad, you are the first male to enter this room, so, I, I am a little uncomfortable...it's not that I don't believe you..."

"I understand." Lou Cheng smiled like a flower.

The achievement of entering Keke's boudoir is achieved!

Yan Zheke took out a change of clothes and went into the bathroom of the room. Lou Cheng took a few deep breaths and focused his attention on the photo album to avoid random thoughts and impulsive thoughts.

This part of the album is for a girl aged three to seven years old. She is dressed more fashionably than her peers, has a little baby fat, is beautiful and cute, but it can be seen that her face is always bad, and many of the photos look quiet and gloomy, but still

In this way, when she was not affected by the illness, she still tried to smile brightly, tried to enjoy life, was not afraid of death, and faced it optimistically.

Lou Cheng took out his mobile phone and took photos of dozens of cute photos that he wanted to take away. Some of them were in princess dresses with full bangs, some had dangling pigtails, some had wide-open eyes, staring innocently...

At this moment, Yan Zheke came out of the shower and changed into a half-sleeved nightgown, with heat and fragrance steaming from her body:

"It's your turn~"

Seeing Lou Cheng looking like he wanted to pounce, she turned her body sideways and shyly scolded: "Go take a shower first, you're so dirty!"

First? Lou Cheng felt happy and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Yan Zheke didn't notice that there was a problem with her choice of words, and said to herself: "Wrap it in a bath towel later, and I'll find my dad's old pajamas for you. He's a little taller than you, but it's about the same.

"

"Yeah." Lou Cheng walked into the bathroom.

When he finished taking a shower, put on his boxers and wrapped himself in a bath towel, Yan Zheke walked in with a set of pajamas.

Seeing Lou Cheng's two hairy legs exposed, his bare shoulders, and his skin highlighted by the towel, she chuckled and said with a wave of eyes:

"Come on, give me a smile!"

Orange looks like I have blessed him now!

"Okay." Lou Cheng chuckled, jumped on the stick and hugged the girl.

Yan Zheke hurriedly raised his arms and looked to the side:

"First, eat first!"

First, Lou Cheng kissed him, pulled away with great perseverance, and said with a slight smile:

"It's time for you to experience my ancestral egg fried rice technique!"

"I always feel like you're bragging!" Yan Zheke touched the spot where she was being kissed, blushing and pretending to be disdainful.

After she left the room with two sets of martial arts uniforms, Lou Cheng quickly changed into his pajamas, went down the stairs, went to the kitchen, found the refrigerator, and dug out cold rice and eggs.

The sound of the washing machine turning was heard, and Yan Zheke came back and watched with interest as Lou beat and stirred the eggs maturely, with a little sparkle in his eyes.

She did not watch, but walked over with a sense of participation, and concentrated on studying how to use the kitchen. Finally, she was eager to try: "Orange, how about I mix some shredded rice? I remember there were still ingredients left last night."

You cook and I mix the vegetables!

"You know how to mix?" Lou Cheng was happy and surprised.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips and nodded seriously:

"Won't!"

"But aren't there so many recipes on the Internet? I'm not stupid. I can't make them according to them?"

Uh... Lou Cheng said with a bit of excitement in his heart: "Then you give it a try..."

"Hmm." Yan Zheke took out her mobile phone and searched for recipes. Looking at it, she frowned and said, "How do you judge whether it's five grams or three grams?"

"It depends on feeling." Lou Cheng answered truthfully.

"No, it's too unreliable..." Yan Zheke frowned her beautiful eyebrows and looked up. Suddenly, she cheered and said happily, "I'm so stupid, I can use tools!"

She turned around, left the kitchen, and went upstairs.

Tool? Lou Cheng muttered to himself in confusion.

What tool? Kitchen weighing tool?

After waiting for more than a minute, the girl rushed back with an object. Lou Cheng took a closer look and found that it turned out to be a children's version of an experimental balance!

"I was very fond of chemical things when I was a child, so my dad gave me this." Yan Zheke's dimples appeared and he smiled sweetly. Then he carefully wiped the scales and weights, and started to weigh accurately with the help of bowls and spoons.

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Lou Cheng was stunned for a while, then he couldn't hold back his laughter and said:

"You are so 'rigorous' in what you do!"

"Of course~" Yan Zheke was not modest at all.

Not long after, the aroma of egg fried rice floated in the kitchen, seducing the girl's nose and twitching.

She clapped her hands and said, "I've also mixed it, come and try it!"

Why me... Lou Cheng complained. He turned off the heat and served the egg fried rice into two portions. Then he picked up a few pieces with chopsticks.

"...Not bad!" He praised vigorously.

Although it can only be regarded as average, at least it is edible, right?

Yan Zheke smiled happily and brought the cold salad to the dining table, while Lou Cheng followed closely and brought the egg fried rice and chopsticks.

"Hey, it's quite delicious... My sister has recognized you as a master of egg-fried rice!" The girl said happily and sweetly after taking a mouthful of rice.

Lou Cheng was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of fingerprint unlocking coming from the door!

Yan Zheke sat up straight and looked over in horror.

Lou Cheng's mind was flooded with thoughts in an instant, and one scene after another flashed through his mind.

Could it be that your father-in-law is coming home temporarily?

He looked at his pajamas and thought:

If I say I just came to take a shower, cook a meal, and dry my clothes, I haven’t done anything bad...
Chapter completed!