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Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!"Because this dish looks simple, but it is very nutritious and suitable for pregnant women. Most pregnant women tend to lose their appetite in summer, especially when they hate greasy meat, but eating vegetables alone is also suitable for pregnant women. Not very good. So, I deliberately made this meat dish by the method of processing vegetarian dishes. It has no meat taste, but retains the nutrition of the meat. It is very suitable for pregnant women to eat." Chef Wang explained.

"President, is the pregnant woman beside you? This dish can't be left too cold. Now it tastes just right, you can invite her over." Chef Wang smiled lightly, confident of his dishes.

"Can't it be eaten by pregnant women right out of the pot?" Pei Yilin frowned, how long would he wait to know when it tasted best!

"Well, yes." Chef Wang continued to smile, looking at Pei Yilin's embarrassed look, he suddenly understood.

His chubby face was full of smiles. He liked Pei Yilin, who was in a high position, and he even respected women so much.

Although he didn't know who the person in Pei Yilin's heart was, he knew that she must be a very happy little woman.

"President, the recipe for this dish is very simple. There should be a chef at Pei's family? I'll cook it for him again, and make sure that the taste he makes is the same as mine, and I will leave." Chef Wang suggested.

Pei Yilin nodded and immediately ordered the chef of Pei Mansion to call for him to learn how to cook with Chef Wang.

And Pei Yilin, while the two were cooking, was observing in the dark, watching Chef Wang skillfully handle each process, his brows became increasingly tight.

At this moment, he regretted that he had just chosen this dish.

Although this dish looks simple, there are as many as thirteen steps. How should he deal with this?

"Daddy, are you stealing the teacher?" Suddenly, Qian Mengmeng's immature voice came from the door.

When Pei Yilin heard the words, his face blushed, a feeling of awkwardness being dismantled, which prevented him from hiding in the dark, so he could only turn around quickly and walked to Qian Mengmeng.

"Are you awake?" Pei Yilin fondly touched Qian Mengmeng's hair, "Why don't you sleep for a while? Or it's good to play with your mommy."

"Mummy hasn't woken up yet, Mengmeng has no one to play with. Daddy, are you busy?" Qian Mengmeng blinked, very cute.

"Daddy is not busy." Pei Yilin shook his head, "Mengmeng, Daddy will play with you."

"Okay!" Qian Mengmeng clapped her hands and rushed into Pei Yilin's arms happily. Pei Yilin took her hand and hugged her with her little ass.

"Then let's go out and play." Pei Yilin walked out holding Qian Mengmeng, his face a little stiff.

Although Mengmeng already knew that he was stealing the teacher, if she was allowed to see what kind of dishes she would learn, wouldn't she have no sense of mystery when the dish was brought to Song Qian?

"Daddy, what is cooking in this kitchen, it smells so good, Mengmeng is hungry." Qian Mengmeng looked forward and seemed to be considering the difficulty of this dish, whether Daddy could Do it well, and how much should she and Mommy eat.

Hearing this, Pei Yilin paused, and looked down at Qian Mengmeng's eyes. Seeing that she seemed to be hungry and did not find anything, he was relieved and said lightly: "Nothing, just a simple dish."

"Really a simple dish?" Qian Mengmeng didn't believe it, but she remembered Daddy's nervous expression just before she came in.

Daddy doesn't know how to cook. If this dish is really simple, how could he show such an expression?

I'm afraid, this dish just looks simple, but in fact it is very difficult.

Daddy, you are so great that you can learn to cook such a difficult dish for Mommy!

Qian Mengmeng's admiring eyes shot at Pei Yilin. Seeing that he was also looking at herself intently, she smiled: "Well, since Daddy said it's a simple dish, it should be done in ten minutes, right? Mengmeng It's been a long time since I had dinner, Mengmeng is hungry..."

"Are you hungry?" Pei Yilin hugged Qian Mengmeng tightly and walked quickly to the door.

Qian Mengmeng hugged his neck and sighed quietly as she watched the delicacy getting further and further away from her.

She still didn't succeed in seeing what the dish was. What a pity!

After Pei Yilin left, Chef Wang immediately ordered the people to make the video of his cooking, and then handed it to the chef of Pei's family, and asked him to put it in Pei Yilin's study when there was no one.

After the chef Pei’s family took it, although he was a little surprised, he still nodded and told him that he would do as he asked.

The time of a dish is not long or short.

When the Pei’s chef re-presented the dish in front of Pei Yilin, Pei Yilin was relieved.

Qian Mengmeng, who was watching next to him, had his eyes widened.

Oh my god, isn't this the food that Mommy has been talking about recently?

How did Daddy find it?

"Daddy, you have to learn this dish carefully." Qian Mengmeng took a sip of the chopsticks, the delicious taste made her eyes bright, and then whispered in Pei Yilin's ear.

Pei Yilin frowned slightly, did not answer her, but used chopsticks to hold a cherry tree and put it into her mouth.

The taste is sour and astringent that he did not expect, but it is precisely what pregnant women like.

"Yeah." Pei Yilin nodded, winked at the chef of the Pei family, and asked him to wait in the kitchen.

Chef Pei's chef nodded immediately and stepped back quickly.

He is the first chef after Xia Erlan. He has to perform well and cannot be calculated.

When he came to the kitchen, Chef Pei’s family carefully checked and made sure everything was safe, and then took out the video given by Chef Wang and watched it over and over again.

The kind of appearance that seemed to want to see any clues pleased Pei Yilin who came after him. He snorted and raised his eyebrows to look at the things in the hands of Chef Pei's.

"This was given to the president by Chef Wang. He said that if his subordinates can't learn it, they can check it out." Chef Pei's chef lied.

"Well, show it to me. Give me this thing too." Pei Yilin ordered.

Chef Pei’s family nodded immediately, and after showing the video to Pei Yilin, he demonstrated the steps of making this dish in front of him.

Although the steps are cumbersome, Pei Yilin has a good memory. After just reading it once, he remembered the entire steps and the ingredients that might be used.

Chef Pei’s guidance, coupled with his repeated research on the video left by Chef Wang, finally succeeded in making it once after three failures.

At this time, the sky pulled down the black curtain, and the stars shone.

"Mengmeng, Mommy is so hungry." Song Qian woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes and looked at Qian Mengmeng next to her.

Although she seems to be sleeping, but she seems to be much better than herself?

"Really? Mommy, Mengmeng is also a bit hungry. What's the matter with today's chef, why don't you come over now?" Qian Mengmeng pouted, but a trace of sly flashed across his eyes.

She just went to see Daddy secretly, he learned so seriously, even the chef admires his cooking talent, he should soon send his masterpiece, right?

Thinking of the little bit of delicious food that I had eaten in the afternoon, Qian Mengmeng's stomach grumbled in despair.

"Mengmeng, are you hungry too? Then we call takeaway?" Song Qian's body is really soft and powerful. Now she doesn't want to move at all. She just wants to stretch out her hand and open her mouth, and someone will feed her the meal directly. How good.

"Hey, yellow braised chicken rice? I want two, one freshman and one...Mengmeng, what are you doing?" Song Qian's call was suddenly snatched by Qian Mengmeng, she was taken aback and frowned randomly and asked.

"Mommy, don't..." Qian Mengmeng listened and sighed. She wanted to tell Mommy that Daddy had already cooked for her. Although I don't know when it will come up, it is still Daddy's thoughts. Is not it?

However, Qian Mengmeng was also afraid that she would strengthen Mommy’s confidence in ordering takeaways by saying this, so she frowned, and her beautiful big eyes stared at Song Qian’s slightly raised abdomen: "Mommy, I heard that I eat more takeaways. It’s easy to have insects in the stomach, and the children born will be stupid. Mengmeng wants a smart brother, not a stupid brother."

Hearing that, Song Qian tickled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then, Mommy will cook for you!"

With that said, she was about to get up and get out of bed to cook for Qian Mengmeng. Qian Mengmeng wanted to stop her, but someone did it for her first.

"Qian'er, where are you going?" Pei Yilin was dressed in a suit with his hands behind his back, looking at Song Qian worriedly.

"I'm not going anywhere." Song Qian said coldly, "I just need to find some food to make sure that my daughter and I will not starve to death."

"Qian'er..." Song Qian's complaint was a bit strong, and Pei Yilin felt very guilty. He stretched out his hand and took her hand. He greeted the door, "Come here, bring the cooked food."

With an order, a slender beauty immediately walked in. She walked slowly in front of Song Qian, opened the lid, spoke respectfully, and invited Song Qian to taste the food.

"I'm not hungry." Song Qian snorted coldly, not ready to give in.

When Pei Yilin heard this, his eyes dimmed, and he ordered the maid to go down. He quickly came to Song Qian, took out the fork himself, forked a piece of saint fruit and put it to Song Qian's mouth.

The bright red cherry tomatoes were specially cooked and exuded the faint sour taste that Song Qian liked. Her eyes brightened and she looked at the tray in Pei Yilin's hands. There were broccoli, cherry tomatoes, and walnuts lying in Pei Yilin's tray. Ren is as smooth and tender as tofu.

Each one exudes a tempting fragrance, and each one makes Song Qian coveted.

The combination of them made Song Qian even more surprised.She had only tasted such dishes in the six months after she left the orphanage in her childhood, but later, she never tasted it again.

Even if she later had money and time, and wanted to find a restaurant and let them cook this dish, it was not the taste of childhood memories.

This time, the chef Pei Yilin invited will be Uncle Wang who cooks that dish?

There was hope in Song Qian's eyes, and the mouth that was originally closed finally opened slightly, as if he wanted to take a bite of this cherry tree.

"Qian'er, take a bite, you are not hungry, and the little baby in your stomach is also hungry." Pei Yilin saw it, and immediately re-selected a fresher leftover female fruit and handed it to Song Qian, but there was a flash of timidity in his eyes.

He was worried that it was Song Qian who discovered that this dish was made by herself, so he didn't want to eat it.