Chapter three hundred and forty, happy birthday

"Do you want to go? " In this period of time here, Cheng snow and the chef between the gentleman has been very happy, suddenly heard the chef's parting words, still a little confused.

Mr. Chef has been here for years.

Why all of a sudden would you say you're leaving, not just Mr. Chef.

Chennault looked behind him at what could almost be called a line. Had All the cooks gone? Why?

The chef handed a set of knives to Chennault. "This is the set of knives you liked before. I bought a new set for you. You'll be more comfortable with it later. "

"must go? " Is Not inseparable from each other's cooking, Cheng snow is only worried about whether because of some of their own performance, affected each other's work.

If Mr. Chef loses his job this time, it's on her.

Then Chenault will never forgive himself, no matter what.

As if he could see what Chennault was thinking, the chef smiled even more happily. The Cook, a wonderful child, looked more like a sister to him.

Pointing to the Knife Cheng snow was holding, "if we really because of unemployment to leave, you think, I now have a way to give you so expensive knives? "

Chennault looked down at the knife in his hand.

And a little hesitation, which seems to be the case, then they...

"Mr. Shi has given us a better opportunity for development. Originally we were worried about the young master and the young lady, but now that you are here with Miss Cheng, it is obvious that I can also entrust you with this important task. "

As if thinking of something, Chennault replied with a smile, "I hope you have a good match. "

Mr. Chef is already amazing.

If there is any way to raise the price, the best way is to play internationally, that's for sure.

Listen to Cheng Snow blessing, the smiling face of chef gentleman also is bigger and bigger, this little wench is really not general intelligence.

Cheng snow reluctantly bid farewell to the chef Sir they, such a sad moment did not have the opportunity to maintain a long time, Cheng snow heard the voice behind that is to beat, "what are you going to eat today? "

Just after work Yi held a cup of coffee, handed her in front of.

Cheng Snow Yi handed over a sip of coffee, but also felt that the other side at the moment of gentleness has such a sense of unreality.

"unexpectedly, waiting for the fruit they ordered... "

Listen to Cheng snow to say of words, when Yi is also can not help but follow frowning, "you to them, whether good some too much... "

It's not just coddling.

And An open-ended indulgence for two children.

Is this really a good thing?

Chenault was stunned.

Also did not think of, when Yi is actually because this thing is not happy, "you think, the child can not blindly connive, sometimes also should give some color to see? "

Shiyi nodded hesitantly, then said, "that's what I meant. "

He was afraid that if he indulged in the way that Chennault had indulged him, he would give his children the character of a City of God.

Chennault frowned as he watched.

In her world, it is not clear how complicated Shi Yi's feelings are now.

"I think I see what you mean, but they haven't done anything wrong now, and children shouldn't be punished, should they? If they have done something wrong, I certainly won't continue to condone it. "

When home, really is not the place to be naive.

"sister, what are you talking about? "

When Yi's vision passes over Cheng Snow's body.

Even though we know that Chenault is not such a bad woman.

Just looking at Cheng snow and the two children get along, but still can sometimes think, Cheng snow in the face of the two children, say what should not be said.

Cheng snow point fruit cheeks, fruit quickly to find a mirror, see the face that was accidentally cut by the pen black trace, depressed to wash the face.

Shiyi followed Chennault.

I saw Guo herself standing on the small table for her, squeezing the baby's facial cleanser on her face. She carefully tried to wash the stains off her face, but the marks made by the brush strokes could not disappear.

Cheng Snow Nuo a face helplessly ordered the position of the side of a bit of fruit.

And when I got that makeup remover on my face, it came off.

When Yi is not very approbate frowning, "the child uses this, can't be too early? "

Fruit is still a child, those things may seem harmless on the surface, but there will be some chemical substances in it.

Chennault said nothing. "It's all right. It's only used once in a while. "

It's not every day you use it, and at this point, Sir's a little paranoid.

Fruit comes down on his own and dries his face with a towel.

All of this is in the eyes of the eyes, the child's ability to take care of themselves, it is indeed much better than before.

Cheng snow in the heart of the original there is not much dissatisfaction, at this moment has become even smaller.

"What is this for? "

Watching Cheng snow put the two children into the kitchen to wash their hands, when Yi face is not good-looking, Cheng snow to do things, can not be the same as he thought.

Chip'n' Dale pushed her way out. "that's our smile with Snow's sister. Daddy, go out first and leave us alone. "

Shi Yi:"..."

Until the moment Yi was pushed out by Chip'n'Dale, there is no way to calm down.

How does it compare to Chennault.

Now he is more like an outsider.

Encountered in their own home such treatment, when the mood is not good, a person depressed sitting outside, the low pressure all over the housekeeper they turn away.

I do not know how long after, the lights of the villa suddenly went out.

When Yi's nerves just tense up, saw the two big one small push a small cart, inserted to pull is slowly walking toward him, "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... "

The girl's voice was sweet but not greasy, with a faint smile, and Chip'n'Dale and fruit's little titties, just to listen to people feel comfortable.

Then Yi remembered, today is his birthday.

The light was turned on by the Butler, who had already prepared it, and it was quietly pushed out, while Chennault took a knowing step back and left the next home game to his two children. "Happy Birthday, Daddy. We made the cake ourselves. "

Chip'n'Dale nudged the UNMIRRORED frame of his face to show off the pedantry of his primary school outfit, which he liked.

Fruit was struggling to walk up to the ugly cake, was excited and said, do not know why, when Yi looked up at the distance of Cheng snow.