"After I got up, I went to Brother Zechuan's room to wake him up, but he wasn't there, and the quilts on the bed were all neatly folded." Ye Huairan looked back at the direction of the bedroom on the second floor, uncertainly.

He bit his pink lips and replied, "Did he leave early for something?"

But the Knight Magic Troupe obviously did not perform today, and if he really wanted to leave, how could he not say hello to himself?

Ye Xici suddenly reacted after hearing this. He pointed in the direction of the kitchen and narrowed his eyes in disbelief: "No way? Could it be him?"

Dongdong shrugged noncommittally, with a cool expression on his handsome face: "Do you really think it's dad?"

Dongdong knew his father very well. He and his mother finally had an excuse to go to the world of two. How could he come back so early to make breakfast for them?

"OH! GOD!" Ye Xici exclaimed and strode to the kitchen door with long legs to confirm whether his words were true.

In front of the stove, Ye Zechuan was seen wearing pure cotton casual home clothes and holding a spoon to stir the porridge in the casserole.

The steam from the porridge pot was steaming, and in the curling mist, his stunning appearance was somewhat hazy, like a veiled beauty, which aroused people's desire to find out more.

Oh! This picture was so beautiful and shocking that it almost blinded him!

Looking at the young man who was concentrating on making breakfast, Ye Xici smelled the aroma of porridge wafting from the kitchen, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Ye Zechuan, how do you know how to cook porridge?" And smelling the aroma, it was clear that

The craftsmanship is comparable to that of his father Yin Mochen!

If she remembered correctly, except for Ye Zechuan, all the members of the Knight Magic Group were foreigners. They must have eaten Western-style breakfast in the morning, such as delicious beef porridge. Xixi did not believe that Ye Zechuan could be self-taught.

"I learned it from Uncle Yin before." Ye Zechuan did not hide anything, and admitted generously that he studied under Yin Mochen.

"Nani?! When did it happen? Why was I kept in the dark?" Ye Xici exaggeratedly widened his eyes, clearly showing that he didn't believe what he said.

It has been ten years since he left the Yin family. Could it be that during these ten years, his father flew to teach him how to cook porridge?

This is simply impossible and does not conform to Yin Mochen's usual style of doing things.

"I learned it from Uncle Yin after I left Ye Dao and lived here." Ye Zechuan turned around and answered calmly, patiently explaining more clearly.

"You were only seven years old at the time, right?" Ye Xici glanced sideways at him, "In just a few months, you got the true biography of Old Man Yin?"

Xixi felt that it was very domineering for a man like her father to know how to cook, but he actually passed on such domineering skills to outsiders instead of passing it on to himself, so she directly changed her name to a certain uncle as 'old man'.

If he had such good cooking skills and his natural beauty, he would definitely be able to pick up girls and find girlfriends in the future.

"I only learned a little bit at that time. After I went abroad, I started cooking porridge and drinking it every day. After ten years of practice, I finally didn't embarrass Uncle Yin." Ye Zechuan smiled slightly and spoke very lightly.
Chapter completed!