The slight nasal sound was heard in my ears, as if when she was a child, she looked at herself eagerly, biting her fingers, and drooling: "I really want to eat chicken legs..."
Luo Jia laughed, stood up, and grabbed her hand: "Come on, Queen, I will cook with you today, and I will show you one hand..."
"You? Where do you know how to cook?"
"Why can't it be? I can see it at first sight, stupid things, come on, I suddenly want to cook today, I will make a meal for you..."
She was delighted, His Majesty cooked in person?
Only then did Luo Jia see that she burst into tears and laughed.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, held her hand vigorously, lowered his head slightly, and said in her ear: "Queen, be careful these days, be careful and pay attention to your body..."
"Ah? Why?"
"You are a confused little guy. Don't know if you are pregnant..."
Her face turned red, remembering the intense heat he woke up today, and snorted, and she felt full of anticipation, and she was very excited. How great would it be if she could have a young daughter?
Luo Jia had the same thoughts as her, blinking: "Don't worry, this time I go back, I guarantee we will have a little princess..."
"Hmph, that's not necessarily..."
"Hahaha, don't you believe my skills yet?...If you don't believe it, come and try it in the evening...hahaha..."
Fangfei blushed and squeezed his hand hard, too lazy to pay attention to him.
The kitchen materials are all ready.
All idle people were abandoned.
Xiaohan, Xiaojiong and others thought it was the queen who wanted to show off their skills, but everyone had long been used to it. After all, the emperor's favorite dish was the queen's dishes.
However, they never dreamed that this time, the one who showed his skills became His Majesty.
Fangfei was pressed by him and sat on the chair, looking around curiously: "Your Majesty, are you going to cook for me?"