"Eat slowly, I won't snatch it from you." Mu Chen grabbed a piece of tender fish into her bowl, "Eat it, eat it slowly."

Yuxi nodded passively, and the chopsticks fell on the fish in the bowl and couldn't pick it up for a while. Mu Chen looked at her, "It's no longer hot, eat it."

"...Oh." She hesitated for a few more seconds before she picked up the fish and sent it into her mouth.

However, when the fish approached her mouth, she lost her courage again.

"What?" Mu Chen stared at the piece of fish. It had been left for so long that it was impossible to get hot. "Eat quickly, it's already cold."

Of course she knew it was already cold, but the problem was... she was so afraid of the smell.

After hesitating for a while, she finally looked at Zhan Muchen and said miserably: "I'm sorry, I...I still can't eat it, it's too... unpalatable..."

Zhan Muchen's expressions suddenly solidified on his face. He picked out a piece of fish and put it into his mouth, took a few bites slowly, and swallowed it calmly.

Yuxi stared at him for a moment without seeing any unnecessary emotions on his face. She called out in a muffled voice: "Mu Chen..."

"Don't eat this fish, eat vegetables."

He pushed away the plate with fish and then delivered a plate of vegetables to her,

After thinking about it, I picked it up and tasted it myself.

It was still the slow movement. He took a few bites and swallowed it slowly. He said, "Don't eat this vegetable anymore."

He served another bowl of soup and took a small sip, then braised pork ribs... Finally, he threw down the chopsticks, snatched the chopsticks from her hand and threw them aside.

Stand up and walk to her, "Let's go and eat."

Yuxi blinked, and then followed him out of the door.

Although it was a pity not to eat the dishes he made,...think about the taste...

It is so sour that people can shed tears, but it is salty and bitter. In addition, it also has a sweet smell...

It tastes too heavy, not something that she can accept.

"Actually... that dish looks pretty good." After getting into the car, she picked up words that could be heard to comfort him.

"It's not useful." He drove the car away from the hotel and drove onto the road.

I have no feelings for the dishes I cooked, and I don’t feel sorry for them at all.

If you can't eat it, it's useless to keep it.

"Where are we going?" I thought he would eat directly in the hotel, but I didn't know why.

He kept looking at the road ahead, and after a while, he said, "You seem to like the small restaurant yesterday."

"Yes, the small vegetables made by that chef are delicious." They can be compared with inexplicable skills! "I will let inexplicable teach you how to make them..."

When she saw the cold and unhappy gaze he threw, she consciously shut up.

After thinking about it, he decided to explain on his own initiative: "Don't get me wrong, he said something about those little pants..."

Still looking for free novels "Uncle, I'm good at it"?

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