Her brother's voice couldn't help but choked with sobs at the end. Xia Qingqing knew that her brother must be missing his mommy.
"Brother, can you teach me how to make beef rice? I won't learn anything else, just beef rice. I will work hard to learn, okay?"
Xia Qingqing no longer lost her temper, acted coquettishly, or lost her temper. Instead, she asked solemnly and seriously.
She also really wants to make beef rice that her brother likes when he is happy or unhappy.
"Do you really want to learn?"
As if infected by You Ping's determined expression, Ouyang Lingyun was a little shaken.
"Well, I must learn it. I must learn it! I promise I will study hard. Brother, can you teach me?"
Before today, she wanted to learn how to make beef rice, just because sister Wenwen and her brother could make delicious beef rice, and she was envious and jealous.
But now, she wants to make her brother's mother feel like her. In this way, her brother will no longer be so sad when he misses his mother.
"Okay, I'll teach you. But I'll teach you only after you've eaten enough."
Beef rice was a tacit understanding between him and his mother. Since You Ping wanted to learn it so much, he didn't mind teaching her.
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In the kitchen, pots, pans, vegetables and leaves were flying everywhere, making it a mess.
Ouyang Lingyun was very orderly when cooking, but when it was the turn of the oil bottle, everything was in a mess.
"Put a little salt in."
A teacher's deep voice guided.
"Brother, where is the salt? Hurry up, the pot is almost burnt!"
A certain girl was in a hurry, looking left and right, unable to tell where the salt was, and urged anxiously.
A certain teacher reluctantly found salt from the mess and handed it to the 'chef'.
"Ah! It's so hot! It's so hot!"
Xia Qingqing hurriedly threw away the shovel with tears in her eyes.
"What happened again?"
Ouyang Lingyun has been successfully trained to take her surprises calmly.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I got burned by the oil. It hurts. Brother, will it cause blisters?"
Xia Qingqing asked nervously, holding up her white novel.
Hey, I can't find any injuries? She was obviously burned just now!
"You see, it's really dangerous. Let's not learn from it, okay?"
Ouyang Lingyun's forehead slid across the black line, and he took the opportunity to coax.
"No. Brother, please turn off the fire for me. I'll put a band-aid on it and come over."
Ouyang Lingyun looked at the departing figure of You Ping and shook his head helplessly, with an expression that showed that he could not be taught.
Instead of wasting time worrying about teaching her how to cook, it would be more meaningful to press her to the bed and train her properly.
"Yeah, brother, you are so fast, hehe."
Xia Qingqing smiled sheepishly.
She had just put in a good effort, and her brother had already made the kitchen look brand new and orderly.
"Now I will teach you a new teaching method. You have to follow me and listen to my instructions. You can no longer act randomly."
All the ingredients that had been stir-fried in oil bottles had been thrown away. Ouyang Lingyun replaced them with brand-new ingredients and ordered sternly.
Ouyang Lingyun felt that it would be more effective for a stupid student like You Ping with no talent in cooking to teach him step by step.
So he stood behind the oil bottle and held the right hand of the oil bottle holding the shovel tightly, teaching her how to control the strength of stir-frying.
Leaning on his brother's chest, his body temperature and heartbeat could be heard through their thin clothes.
Xia Qingqing's back was straight, and she was so disturbed that she didn't know what her brother said. She only knew what she was doing in compliance with the strength of her brother's palm.
As if he had sensed You Ping's absent-mindedness, Ouyang Lingyun blew hot air into You Ping's ear and said seductively in a low voice full of Qing Yu's temptation.
"What should I do? I want to eat you again."
It's terrible, even though you are wearing cartoon pajamas that are so conservative that even your neck can't be seen, he still has the urge to want her.
Ouyang Lingyun realized that he was really crazy!
"Brother, you are so horny!"
Her brother's magnetic voice shook Xia Qingqing's heart, and her highly suggestive words made Xia Qingqing's pink face turn red with embarrassment.
The corners of Xia Qingqing's lips curved into a sweet smile, and her heart beat faster.
"Isn't it just bad for you?"
With his chin resting on You Ping's shoulder, Ouyang Lingyun asked in a bad tone.
He suddenly discovered that he could also come up with sexy love words at his fingertips.
"Of course that's good. But, how do I know if you are really only interested in me?"
Xia Qingqing smiled shyly, her smart eyes turned slyly, and Xia Qingqing deliberately asked back.
He leaned back unconsciously, closer to his brother's chest, as if he wanted to get closer to his heart and be able to hear his inner words more clearly.
"You are a bad girl. You have put a curse on me, causing me to have no interest in other women at all. You still have the nerve to doubt my loyalty to you? You really deserve to be punished!"
Ouyang Lingyun grabbed the oil bottle in his arms and asked her to face him, not wanting to miss any of the cute expressions on her face.
He pretended to be aggrieved and complained, and pinched the oil bottle's small nose punitively with his big palm.
"What? Didn't I put a curse on you? I'm not a wizard."
Xia Qingqing argued forcefully, but her heart felt sweet, just because her brother said, "I have no interest in other women at all."
"Ah! The gas hasn't been turned off yet!!"
Xia Qingqing suddenly remembered that she was still learning to cook. She exclaimed and hurriedly turned around to check the fire.
"Idiot, when you think about it, this house has probably burned down a long time ago, and both of us have been killed in the flames. So, you are absolutely not allowed to enter the kitchen without me!" It's extremely dangerous!
Ouyang Lingyun couldn't help but joke, and took the opportunity to give a stern warning to You Ping.
The gas had already been turned off when Ouyang Lingyun teased the oil bottle.
The bratty girl suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with their topic. Was she trying to change the subject and avoid punishment?
Ouyang Lingyun took the small hand of the oil bottle and put it on his already hot and hard lower body, refusing to give her a chance to escape.
"Have you forgotten? Who said domineeringly that she is the first and last person to touch 'here', and no other woman is allowed to touch it?"