The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Wait, take it away? !

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[Hey hey? Anchor, where are you going to go? Leave the pancakes for us! ! ! (Scare Erkang.jpg)]

[Anchor, find your husband and return to your husband, don’t bring the cake, anchor! ! ! 】

[Wow, I cried, I just took two bites, just aftertaste, the cake disappeared when I turned my head. Give back my cake, give it back! 】

It's still impossible to pay it back.

The male chef who was left to check the results cut the potato shreds with indifference, and from time to time he looked up at the barrage passing by, very disdainful.

The young lady brought out the cakes given to their young master, how could it be returned? Naive!

The audience cried for a while, and calmed down amidst the chopping sound of the male chef. They looked at the male chef who replaced Su Yayan in the C position. It was funny and angry.

[Uuuuu, host, come back, we want a soft sweetheart, don't be this big guy! 】

Male chef: "!!!" The personal attack was too much, he never stinged his feet!

[This is the small kitchen of Yanyan, without words, how can you be considered a small kitchen with words? 】

[Report that the anchor was openly absent from work during the live broadcast, went to fall in love, and let others openly work (dog head)]

[Anchor, you come back, I can't bear it alone! (Erkang hand.jpg)]

Male chef: "..." Are all young people so playful nowadays?

Su Yayan, who ran out to meet her husband in a hurry, didn't know that these dramatized audiences would be able to scream all by themselves and have a sense of true feelings.

Holding the freshly fried egg cake, Su Yayan hopped to Huo Chenhuan.

"Why did you get up so early?"

"Smell the scent of your cooking and get up."

Su Yayan blinked, a little at a loss, are pancakes so fragrant? Can float all the way from the first floor to their bedroom on the second floor?

Fortunately, this problem didn't let her struggle for too long.

"Are you hungry? It just happened that I just fried an egg pancake and it was still hot. You can eat something to cushion your stomach while it is hot. There will be other delicious foods later."

"Yeah." Huo Chenhuan took the plate, and Su Yayan thought that the live broadcast was still there, and turned around to go back.

"and many more."

Su Yayan was stunned: "What's the matter?"

As soon as she turned around, a sliced ​​egg pie appeared in front of her: "You eat one first."

Knowing that a man is distressed about cooking food on an hungry stomach, Su Yayan opened her mouth to bite the egg pie, chewed and still did not forget to express her thoughts: "Crispy and crispy, not salty or weak. You can eat slowly. gone back."

"Ok."

Watching Su Yayan enter the small kitchen, Huo Chenhuan re-entered the live broadcast room unhurriedly, picking up a piece of egg cake and putting it in his mouth.

Looking at the sorrow and cry of the full screen, he raised his eyebrows in a good mood.

When Su Yayan returned to the live broadcast room, he inevitably received questions from the soul on the screen.

[The anchor is back! Where's our bread? Where's the cake? Where's the cake? 】

[The anchor is back, but the cake is gone, crying~~~]

[Anchor anchor, is the man who spoke just now your husband? Did you give him your bread? 】

[Does this still need to be asked? It must be! 】

[Anchor, do you remember the cuties on the shore of Daming Lake? I even gave up our little cute ones and gave the egg pancakes to the dog men outside. I'm not convinced! 】

[That's not a dog man, that's the anchor's husband. Wow-I cried so loudly, it scared my mother. 】

Su Yayan: "..."