Rich Daddy's Three Cuties

Jiang Xiaomeng and Yan Ling didn't expect such a huge sensation after the video was played.    

    

They were currently cooking delicious food in peace.    

    

"Let's take out three eggs first, then separate the egg yolk from the egg white and put them in two bowls respectively."    

    

"Remember, don't touch any water during the process!"    

    

Jiang Xiaomeng turned her head and blinked at the camera.    

    

Everyone was amazed by Jiang Xiaomeng.    

    

More and more bullet comments popped up.    

    

Jiang Xiaomeng's fans also rushed over.    

    

"Protect me!"    

    

"Long live the King of Cuteness!"    

    

"Protect the King of Cuteness!"    

    

This video was recorded a long time ago. Xiaomeng, who was in the midst of processing the egg yolk, could not see it at all. She focused on lowering her head and turning the egg yolk into foam. She added a little salt, a spoonful of white sugar, and continued to beat it.    

    

"Dang, dang, dang ~ ~ ~"    

    

It continued for ten minutes.    

    

Until the egg yolk had turned into a cream.    

    

"That's it."    

    

Jiang Xiaomeng wanted to show her face to everyone, but Yan Ling had a sudden idea. She dipped her hand in the cream and scratched Jiang Xiaomeng's nose.    

    

Xiaomeng, who was in the video, was stunned.    

    

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?    

    

Everyone was laughing to death on the bullet comments.    

    

"Hahahaha!"    

    

"Master Yan, well done!"    

    

"So cute!"    

    

In the end, the video was filled with laughter and cheers. Jiang Xiaomeng had already prepared the cake, while Yan Ling was teaching everyone how to make quick food.    

    

Yan Ling blinked her big, intelligent eyes, looking like a neighbor girl.    

    

She tied her hair around her ears and then proceeded to do it in an orderly manner.    

    

"Hello everyone, I'm Yan Ling. I'm a little chef. I'm not as good as Xiaomeng, so I'll teach you a few quick food recipes!"    

    

While Yan Ling was cooking, Xiaomeng was teaching her from the side.    

    

Fortunately, Yan Ling's knife skills were not bad. When Yan Ling and Xiaomeng stood together, it was completely unexpected.    

    

Usually, adults would teach children how to cook, but this was the opposite. Especially Xiaomeng, who looked like a little adult and was very good at cooking.    

    

In addition, Yan Ling's cooking skills were really as good as she had described.    

    

As she watched, she felt as if she was being taught by Xiaomeng.    

    

Everyone in front of the video had a very high sense of belonging!    

    

"Alright!"    

    

She turned off the fire.    

    

"The beautiful cake and the sweet pepper fried chicken and garlic yellow fried tofu are ready!"    

    

Everyone was so tempted by Xiaomeng and Yan Ling that they cried.    

    

"I'm hungry."    

    

"Bring me my saliva!"    

    

"The takeout is already on the way."    

    

"I'm so hungry."    

    

Everyone was originally happy to see Xiaomeng and Yan Ling, but for some reason, they felt their stomachs protest. It was as if the delicious food and fragrance in the video had already floated out.    

    

Her taste buds were sending out a sweet taste.    

    

[Oh, so angry, I want to cry!]    

    

...    

    

In the lounge.    

    

Zhao Qiye knew about Jiang Xiaomeng and Yan Ling's video recording.    

    

He had also heard about the program's sponsorship.    

    

Knowing that there were no advertisers, he had also thought of doing something. However, looking at Xiaomeng and Yan Ling's incomparably serious and hardworking appearance, he knew that if these two were together, this program would definitely become popular.    

    

He was waiting to see the expressions of those advertisers.    

    

At this moment, Teacher Qiye frowned slightly. He looked at the time on his wrist and his eyes became dark.    

    

He felt a little regretful.    

    

"Why did you take so long?"    

    

Suddenly, he heard Yan Ling's voice as she pushed the door open. Zhao Qiye immediately retracted his expression and a small smile appeared on his face.    

    

Hmm, today's food was still good.