[I haven't eaten king crab for a long time. I really want to eat it.]
【Slurp.】
Mother Yan paused and asked, what kind of family are they?
Can you make your children crave king crab?
Mother Yan: "It's been a while since we've eaten out. Let's not go home for dinner tonight."
Yan Ci immediately understood: "There is a private seafood restaurant outside the side door of the dormitory."
"I'm very familiar with the owner of that restaurant. Why don't we go there for dinner tonight?"
Mother Yan nodded in agreement modestly.
Waiting for the familiar praise from the youngest son.
[Wow! As expected of my mom, she and I are so in tune with each other. When I ate the crab roe buns this morning, I was craving seafood!]
[Mom is so awesome! I wonder if you have grilled oysters with garlic in your homemade dishes. I also want the crab roe buns.]
[Oh right! I also want to drink seafood loofah soup.]
Yan Ci rolled his eyes and said, "You're asking for a lot."
Father Yan added with a smile: "Your mother and I are old, and we would like to drink some light soup in the evening."
Long live Daddy!
Yan Xianjue guessed that since his parents had made their request, it was his turn.
He quickly said, "I want to eat oysters. If you have grilled ones, that would be better. If not, I'll steam them."
After saying that, he crossed his arms and made a big cross: "No sashimi."
After saying that, he winked at Yan Yian as if taking over a relay.
Signal to the big brother that it’s your turn.
Yan Yian jokingly agreed, "Crab roe buns."
Our tastes are surprisingly similar! We're definitely family!
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Yan Ci rolled his eyes and agreed impatiently. What's the point of ordering dishes one by one? Aren't they all Yan Xianjue's favorites?
*
His fingers were flying on the phone, and Yan Xianjue leaned over to take a look.
Nodded with satisfaction.
【Second brother is still very sensible. 】
[He speaks ill of others but acts honestly.]
[With this kind of personality, if he wasn't spoiled at home, who knows how much trouble he would suffer if he went out.]
Yan Xianjue was muttering instructions in his mind.
Yan Ci's men typed even faster.
After pressing send, Yanci put away his phone and said to the coach with a serious face, "Let's go to the dormitory."
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