"...It's very suitable, but I prefer the food in my hometown. You can't cook it, so I'll do it myself in the future."

"Who said I can't? I can."

Mikoto Misaka said this, took out her phone and clicked a few times, then faced the screen to Qin Ye: "There are many tutorials on it, which are simple and clear, and you can learn it at a glance."

Qin Ye looked at the screen of his mobile phone, then looked at his niece. Her expression was innocent.

I was struggling in my heart for a long time.

In the end, I was so cruel: sacrifice my tongue and stomach, so that my niece could practice cooking more.

Anyway, it's only spring break.

By the beginning of the new school year, she would not be able to come here often to cook for him.

"Then I'll continue to ask you."

"clear."

Misaka Mikoto smiled and looked very happy.

Put down your phone and continue to taste breakfast.

Qin Ye looked at his own share, then his niece's share, and then looked at Misaka Mikoto.

Have you lost your sense of taste?

...

My aunt is a real aunt and treats Qin Ye very well.

But Qin Ye was a little suspicious that his aunt and his mother had agreed in advance, so he paved the roads he should pave.

There are candidates for the operation team, intelligence team, logistics team and aunt.

First is the action group.

The agreed meeting place was a family restaurant, and the time was 10:30 in the morning.

Qin Ye first came to the meeting place.

Sitting down by the window, under the strange look of the waiter, he ordered a children's set meal and didn't eat it on the table.

Why order a children's package?

Because this is the code of meeting, his aunt decided.

"Tsk~."

It's simply a joke.

But my aunt is not here, so she has no way to complain.

I could only sit there honestly, take out the cigarette box and try to smoke a cigarette, but I stuffed it back halfway.

This is a restaurant, non-smoking.

So I turned around and looked at the people coming and going outside, basically all of them were teenage girls in their teens.

Waited for about ten minutes.

A girl with long brown hair, wearing a dress and high heels, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who seemed very upset suddenly came to Qin Ye's side.

I glanced at the children's set meal on the dining table.

He looked at Qin Ye again and asked tentatively: "Master Qin Ye?"

grown ups?

This title made Qin Ye stunned for a moment.

But he quickly recovered and replied with a smile: "Well, I am Qin Ye."

The girl nodded.
Chapter completed!