Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 7: Breakfast with Love

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After tidying up the bathroom, Mag glanced at Amy who was still sleeping, put the little skirt, pantyhose and little white shoes by the bed, and made up for the little guy in this dress. It must be very cute, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but rise, he took a small set of toiletries, and went out and went downstairs lightly.

This kitchen is already familiar to Mag, and can no longer be familiar, and on the stovetop where there was no kitchen utensils last night, all the kitchen utensils needed to make Yangzhou fried rice are now ready. When I open the refrigerator, all kinds of ingredients are also readily available. , In the glass pool next to the refrigerator, the prawns are happily wandering.

“It’s time to show your real cooking skills and make Xiaomi a loving breakfast.” Mag washed his hands and began to wash and cook rice.

“Father?” Not long after, in the room on the second floor, Amy turned over in a daze, but did not touch anyone she knew, she opened her eyes in a daze, sat up and looked at Some unfamiliar rooms were stunned for a while, and then I remembered that this was the new house my father made last night, but the big bed on the side, my father did not know where to go, I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious, holding the small railing climb up.

But as soon as she got up, her eyes were attracted by the little black dress beside the bed, her eyes suddenly lit up, she took the little dress in surprise and rubbed it on her face, it felt soft and slippery , muttered happily: “This must be the little skirt that my father gave me. It’s so beautiful, and Xiaomi likes it very much.”

Mag doesn’t know that the little guy has woken up and cooks the rice. The power of this rice cooker is very high, and the rice is cooked very quickly. Although the rice is freshly cooked, the grains are clear and crystal clear. , the fragrance is pleasant.

“What kind of rice is this, even if it’s white rice, I think it can eat two big bowls.” Mag couldn’t help but muttered, and the prawns, even if they were boiled in water , the taste is probably very delicious.

After taking the required amount of Yangzhou Fried Rice from various ingredients, Mag’s expression became extremely serious the moment he held the knife. , Cooking is something that requires dedication, which is the attitude of a chef.

A Chinese kitchen knife is turning flexibly in Mag’s hands. Whether it is crisp and tender winter bamboo shoots or prawns with hard shells, they have become spare ingredients with uniform particles. After tens of thousands of knife skills, His knife skills have become very skilled.

Of course, no chef has the luxury of practicing knife skills with these things.

Pour oil into the pot, put all the ingredients into the pot in order, a strong aroma permeates the kitchen, floats out along the door, and floats up the stairs without the door closed. Go, floated into the room with a gap left.

Sitting on the bed, Amy, who was trying her best to put on a new dress, was giggling. She was wearing such a beautiful dress for the first time. The clouds were worn on the body, light and fluttering, but they felt very warm.

Then Amy smelled the fragrance, her big blue eyes that were still a little sleepy immediately lit up, and she sniffed her nose, “It smells good! Is it the father who is doing something delicious?”

Ignoring the long socks in her eyes, Amy climbed out of the bed from the ladder, put on her little white shoes, and ran towards the door with her short legs.

Pushing the door open, the fragrance became more intense. Amy swallowed and her stomach couldn’t help but growl. She had never smelled this kind of fragrance, even the one on the edge of the square. The smell of roast goose at the door of the roast goose shop is not half as good as this. The steps downstairs become more brisk, and I can’t wait to fly into the kitchen to see what delicious food my father is doing.

“It smells so good, what delicious food is your father doing…” Amy walked into the kitchen, before she finished speaking, she looked at wearing a simple and plain white and black chef’s uniform, cutting off her long curly hair And the back of the bearded Mag, the words behind him stopped abruptly, his blue eyes were wide open, and they were full of incredible colors. Is this person really my father?

“Huh? Is Xiaomi already awake?” Mag heard the voice, turned his head unexpectedly and looked towards the door.

The little guy has changed into a black Lolita skirt, a Gothic-style skirt, and white shoes with pink butterflies. After a sleep, his silky silver hair is curled up and slightly stretched. He was stunned at the door with his mouth shut and looked really cute and cute. Seeing his expression, he was shocked by his current appearance. He smiled and said, “Why, can’t you recognize your father after a sleep?”

“It’s really my father!” Amy blinked and exclaimed in surprise. His long curly hair has turned into better-looking short hair, the tangled beard is gone, his clothes have become clean and beautiful, and the smile on his face looks so bright and comfortable, and, more importantly, Father Father looks different today. So tall, like a giant standing up all at once, with a straight body like a big tree.

“My father seems to have grown taller today, as tall as a big tree, and has become so handsome and good-looking.” Xiaomi came over happily.

“Has it gotten taller?” Mag lowered his head and glanced, probably because his hunched body had straightened up, and he had changed into well-fitting clothes, so he looked taller. Of course, things like becoming handsome are even more gratifying. Sure enough, the little girl still likes the uncle who looks refreshing.

The little guy’s eyes were quickly drawn to the pot that Mag was stirring. He stood on tiptoe and looked around, asking curiously, “But Father, what is in the pot delicious? What? Why does it smell so fragrant, more fragrant than roast goose? Millet is hungry…”

“This is Yangzhou fried rice. This is what we have for breakfast today. There are small pink toothbrushes and tooth cups over there. Xiaomi has brushed his teeth and washed his face just enough to have breakfast, okay?” Mag smiled. Said, try to make his voice softer. In the past life, he treated people a little coldly, and he never laughed when talking to people~IndoMTL.com~ Now I am trying to adapt to the role of a kind father, he wants to give Amy the world’s love warmth.

“Okay.” Amy nodded obediently, and glanced at the pot again, then she walked to the side with reluctance to pick up the toothbrush and small cup, and started under Mag’s teaching Brushing my teeth with a toothbrush for the first time.

Mag carefully stir-fries the fried rice, turns off the heat, and takes out the pot. A bowl of brightly colored Yangzhou fried rice is finished.

“Wow, what a beautiful fried rice! Your father is really good.” Amy just brushed her teeth and ran over, looking at the Yangzhou fried rice mixed with various colors, her eyes suddenly lit up , earnestly praised.

“Well, I think so too.” Mag nodded, the smile on his face could not be hidden, and he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Amy leaned forward to smell it, couldn’t help swallowing her saliva, looked up at Mag, pouted her mouth and said coquettishly, “It’s delicious, Father, Xiaomi wants to eat Yang… Yangzhou fried rice. “

“It’s all yours!” Mag looked at the little guy’s coquettish appearance, his heart was about to melt, there was a voice shouting in his heart, but he still held back and reached out to wipe the little foam on the corner of the little guy’s mouth Go, shook his head and said, “Not now, you must wash your hands before eating in the future.”

“Then Father, please move faster.” Amy took Mag’s hand and walked towards the pool.

Mag raised his eyebrows, as if something wasn’t right, and he was even disliked by the little guy.

After the little guy washed his hands, Mag took the plate of Yangzhou fried rice to the table where he finished eating yesterday. Amy was already seated, holding a small spoon in her hand, her eyes full of anticipation from Mag has been staring at the fried rice in his hand since he went out.

“Eat.” McGonagall put down the plate and touched the little guy’s head with a smile.

       

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