亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

The fish underneath struggled to dive, bending the fishing rod at the waist.

Wen Yanqing fell silent, contemplating whether to pretend he couldn’t reel it in and let the fish break the line?

Mr. Lin, looking at the bent rod, excitedly stood up, “Quick, keep the line taut, don’t slacken, it must be a big fish.”

Wen Yanqing: I know, but I don’t want to reel it in and lift it up.

“When it’s crunch time, Dad has to step in.” Seeing him dawdle, Mr. Lin simply took over the fishing rod and boasted, “Watch me, all the years I’ve spent fishing weren’t for nothing. Just wait, tonight the fish won’t get away.”

Wen Yanqing silently facepalmed.

When Lin Gantang arrived, she had just seen her dad pull the fish above water, and Uncle Peng cheerfully scooped it up with a net.

The several-pound fish thrashed about in the net, making Big Mi and the others lose interest in the fish beneath their paws and curiously look at the bigger fish.

Lin Gantang’s eyes lit up: “Wow, that’s impressive, what a fatty fish.”

Wen Yanqing spoke softly, “Yeah, Dad said he has his recipe ready.”

Lin Gantang paused, immediately put down the cupcakes, and took the net containing the fish from Uncle Peng’s hands, “Dad, this fish can’t be eaten.”

“Why not, look at the water it lives in, so clean and fresh, it’s flowing lake water, wild and grown naturally, the fish’s meat must be tender and fresh.” Mr. Lin was fixated on the fish, even thinking about the side dishes for it already.

“But…” Lin Gantang felt a fuzzy sensation brushing against her ankle, she looked down to see Ximi following her, gazing earnestly at Mr. Lin with sincere eyes, “But Yanqing and I agreed, the biggest and fattiest fish should be made into sashimi to reward my life-saving grace cat. Look at it, Dad, isn’t it adorable?”

Mr. Lin, looking at the ugly limping Ximi, struggled inwardly for a while before finally speaking with difficulty, “Alright, Dad will catch another one.”

The fish was caught by Yanqing, to be given to the heroic Ximi, Mr. Lin felt uneasy about snatching food from a cat’s mouth.

As soon as he finished, Lin Gantang hurried to stop him and offered her homemade dessert, “Dad, don’t be in a rush; have some cupcakes first. I made them myself.”

“You made them? Are they even edible?” Mr. Lin came over to try one, and to his surprise, they tasted quite good. He thought hard for a critique and commented, “You made them too standard, what’s the difference from the ones at the cake shop? You need to innovate, Tangtang. You have to learn from dad in both baking and cooking.”

Lin Gantang: No, no need.

Wen Yanqing quickly chimed in, “Dad, I think Tangtang’s desserts are especially delicious, no need for improvements.”

“You’ve been deceived by the love filter.” Mr. Lin shook his head and sighed, “Ah, there aren’t many culinary geniuses like me anymore.”

Wen Yanqing and Lin Gantang: We both daren’t speak.

The sky began to turn overcast, and Mr. Lin’s wish to catch another fish wasn’t going to happen as they asked Lin Gantang if the kitchen was prepared for fish. She shook her head and gestured no, so Mr. Lin had to give up.

Soon after they returned inside, a heavy rain started outside and the villa was enveloped in moist air, carrying the fresh scent of the mountains.

Mr. Lin sat comfortably in an armchair sipping tea and saw Lin Gantang leisurely drinking her milk tea, making his own tea seem tasteless.

“Get me one.”

“Milk tea is high in fat and sugar, Dad, you should drink less,” Lin Gantang reminded.

“I know, don’t worry, I never buy milk tea outside,” Mr. Lin asked, “Is it made at home?”

“Yeah, Rongrong is good at making drinks,” Lin Gantang had only just found out herself.

“What’s wrong with drinking it if it’s made at home? The ingredients and proportions are healthier than outside,” Mr. Lin finished speaking and called into the house, “Rongrong, give me a milk tea, half sugar, no ice, and add extra pearls.”

Lin Gantang:”?” Why do you sound so smooth with that order? Who just said they never drink outside milk tea?