Ming Lan would guide Cang Qiao to experience how to feed her cub.
Xiao Xi also gave full play to his ability, telling him that his father was not so good.
"Now, my mother was so hard to raise me, you don’t know."
The little family's focus said to Cang Qiao, and he wiped the small hand that grabbed the chicken leg with oily hand and wiped it on his chest.
Cang Qiao looked down at a pile of rice grains and oil stains on his silver and exquisite cloud brocade robe.
He took a deep breath and smiled: "Well, now, I know."
Ming Lan can bear the smile, very good, very good.
Her small helmet armor really allows Cang Qiao to experience what is "parenting" with hard work.
It wasn't until Chunhe came to take Xiaoxi to take a walk in the yard to eat and eat, and Cang Qiao was relieved.
If Ming Lan let the maid's hot water come over and wash Cang Qiao's face and wash his face: "Wash it for a while, I will make people warm for a while."
Just now Xiaoxi was so troubled that he didn't eat it, and she didn't eat anything. She drank a bowl of tofu fish head soup.
The meals are cold.
Xiao Qizi's voice came from outside the door: "Supervise the master, the baked sheep in the Western Regions are ready."
Cang Qiao told the door while washing his hands while washing his hands: "Well, take it."
If Ming Lan was stunned: "What, you prepared to bake the whole sheep, why didn't you get in just now?"
Cang Qiao said: "The weather is cold, the most suitable to eat roasted mutton, but roasted mutton is a drying thing, children cannot eat."
Ming Lanruo watched Xiao Qizi leading someone to lift half of the roasted sheep in.
Xiao Qizi changed all the dishes and tablecloths on the desktop, and then he was respectful-
"Lamb legs and lamb chops are the best places for this kind of lamb.
Cang Qiao nodded: "Well, go down."
The scorching and strange spices of roasted lambs are hot and fragrant. In the cold winter, smelling people make people appetite.
While Cang Qiao cleaned his hands elegantly, he said to Ming Lan Ruo: "Although Xiao Xi can't eat roast sheep, I have made people prepare for the stewed sheep soup, and it will be sent to Xiaoxi's room."
If Ming Lan was stunned and sent to Xiaoxi's room, did this mean that he wouldn't let Xiao Xi come over?
As soon as she turned around, she saw that Cang Qiao had unbuttoned his oily robe at will.
There is also the white lilies that were deliberately reached by Xiaoxi, showing the first -line sexy and fair chest!
A pair of elegant and unruly.
" - !!" If Ming Lan turned back to the hot face, how did this person take it off?
Ming Lan Ruo looked at the roasted flesh, golden, crispy, and oily lamb, she cleared her throat-- she cleared her throat-- she cleared her throat--
"Cough, good fragrance, what kind of spices are this, I have never smelled it."
Cang Qiao's quiet voice sounded behind her: "This thing is called cumin, and there are some other spices, which are brought back from the silver fox from the Western Regions. The taste is very good."
If Ming Lan was tight, he had been caught in his arms.
Ming Lanruo only felt the back of the spine, it was his warm and hard chest and abdomen on her slender back.
"Hmm ... you eat meat when you eat meat, just a little serious." She moved uncomfortably.