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469. Chapter 469 Lovely God of Cookery 2

He wore a simple casual dress and took off his crown. He looked good and looked even more gentle and meticulous. Such a Luo Jia was something she had never seen before. The gentleness on her face looked incredible.

Jia, what's wrong with him? He has changed his temperament? She just felt incredible, but her eyes were firmly staring at the bowl of bird's nest porridge.

The God of Food is the God of Food. Luo Jia remembered the days when she had just arrived at the Standalone Hall to roast her for her. Her eyes were so vicious that she always knew the best things to eat. Now, all these good things were placed in front of her. Could it be that

Wouldn't she be happy?

"Little thing, you can have whatever you want. From now on, I will give you the best things I have. Are you happy?"

She picked up the bird's nest porridge, her hands trembled slightly. He sat beside her. Seeing her like this, he laughed suddenly and was extremely happy. He took the bowl from her hand and took the spoon: "Little thing, I'll feed you...



It was a familiar feeling, as if people often take care of themselves in every detail these days. I thought it was a dream, but was it all true? Is it Luo Jia doing these things?

Even at this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

Totally unbelievable.

Perhaps she had never enjoyed such tenderness, and had never enjoyed such a feeling of being taken care of by others. She didn't know how to resist, just stared at him blankly and silently endured his care.

The first time Luo Jia saw her so obedient and obedient, she put down the bowl and suddenly kissed her white forehead. Whether it was the fire or shyness, her face suddenly turned red.

Luo Jia's great joy, novelty, a kind of pity for his daughter, was surging. It seemed that the little thing in his arms had never grown up and had always been that small, ugly fat piglet.

"Father, am I not a beauty?"

"Father, I'm illiterate..."

"Father, you are so nice, you are better than my father..."

...

He hugged her gently, and he didn't understand why such a strong emotion came. He even hoped that she would not grow up and never grow up again. It would be fine. Just lie obediently in his arms for the rest of his life

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