Ye Fei controlled the heat very well. Although it was not overly ripe, it did not taste raw.

It's soft and tender with a bit of milky flavor.

In great contrast to the tender and smooth texture of the eggs, the fried rice has distinct grains, the rice grains are elastic, and it also has the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes.

Such two completely different tastes are mixed together. They are obviously completely different tastes, but they seem to blend in the mouth.

Finally, Zhao Gushen drank another mouthful of soup and put the last bit of fried rice into his belly.

"Did you add milk to these eggs?" Zhao Gushen asked.

"I added a little bit of light cream." Ye Fei gestured with her finger. It was really not much. "If you add too much, it will taste milky and greasy, so I only added a little to enhance the flavor."

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"The texture of light cream is thicker than that of milk, which can make the egg liquid thicker and solidify better at the bottom. The middle part that does not need to be too solidified is not so easy to cook because it is thick," Ye Fei explained.

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Ye Fei specially reduced the portion for Xiao Mo, which was just right for him.

After Xiaomo finished eating, his stomach was full, but his eyes were still hungry.

They watched Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei eat eagerly, but unfortunately their stomachs were full and they could no longer hold anything in them.

"Xiao Fei, what are you going to eat for lunch today?" This little guy had just eaten in the morning and his belly was still round. He was already thinking about what he was going to eat for lunch.

Ye Fei thought of discussing with Zhao Gushen what she wanted to tell the little guy today.

He also promised Zhao Gushen that he would go home with him for a visit.

You may not even eat it at home at noon.

Ye Fei then looked at Zhao Gushen, waiting for his intention.

"Xiao Mo, after dinner, tidy up, we have something to tell you." Zhao Gushen said very directly.

Little strangers, little ghosts, big ghosts, ghosts and ghosts.

Therefore, Zhao Gushen did not treat him as an ordinary child.

Just like talking to an adult, talk to Xiaomo on an equal footing.

Xiao Mo stared at Ye Fei and then at Zhao Gushen with his big rolling eyes.

Finally, his eyes returned to Ye Fei's face: "Xiao Fei, you finally found me a stepfather!"

"Cough! Cough cough cough cough!" Ye Fei had just stuffed herself with the last bite of fried rice when she didn't expect to hear Xiao Mo's words.

Ye Fei was choked all of a sudden, her throat was choked.

Zhao Gushen quickly picked up the soup and fed it to her.

Seeing that Ye Fei felt much better after drinking the soup, Zhao Gushen helplessly said to the little guy: "What are you talking about, stepfather?"

Xiao Mo pursed his lips, thinking that Zhao Gushen's thoughts about his Xiao Fei were almost written on his face.

You don’t want to be his stepfather, but do you want to be a scumbag?

Ye Fei also finished eating.

I collected the dishes, put them all in the dishwasher, and then came back.

At this time, Zhao Gushen had already brought Xiao Mo to the living room.

Because Ye Fei was not there, Zhao Gushen did not speak first.

Wait until Ye Fei comes back.

Ye Fei sat next to Xiao Mo.

Zhao Gushen stood up and sat directly on the coffee table, facing them.

It is more convenient when talking.

Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen and saw Zhao Gushen nodding towards her.

Xiaomo saw all this.

The two of them made me a little nervous.

At this time, I heard Ye Fei say: "Xiao Mo, you can't call me Uncle Zhao anymore."

I saw the little guy looking over with extremely confused eyes.

Ye Fei felt anxious and smiled gently at the little guy: "He is your father."
Chapter completed!