"What's wrong with this?" Huanyan Canran smiled, Canru Chunhua: "You are willing to spend so much effort to make a bowl of mung bean soup for me. I am already very grateful and satisfied, really!"
After saying that, she quickly picked up a large spoon next to her, bent over, and reached out to catch the green beans and soup that was already in a mess in the pot.
Situ Chenjue hurriedly held her hand: "Baby, what are you doing? This is burnt and you can't eat it. If you eat it, you will get sick!"
"No, I can still eat it. Don't waste the mung beans grown by farmers with great hard work!" Huanyan Canran smiled, "It's not clean, I'm not sick after eating it. Don't worry, when I was in France, I still ate it.
The cheese that grew moldy too quickly... I almost got gnawed by a mouse. It was really a rat's mouth that snatched food..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly felt like she had said too much, so she quickly coughed and stopped her mouth...
(I, I've said too much...)
"Ah?" Situ Chenjue was shocked and said tremblingly, "Old...wife, you have done such a great thing...you are really a female, Chinese, Ying, Hao..."
"Uh... I didn't have money at that time..." Huanyan blushed slightly and said slowly, "Do you look down on me when I'm so a loser?"
"Ah, ah, no, I dare not!" Situ Chenjue said quickly, "How could my wife be a loser? No matter what, she is a white, rich and beautiful woman, a goddess~!!!!"
"Since I am a rich and beautiful goddess no matter what, what's the point of eating some burnt mung beans?"
Huanyan scooped up a spoonful. It was the only fruit left in the pile of mung bean soup that had been burned. It seemed that it could still be seen, and at least a little liquid existed...
She quickly put it into the bowl, and before Situ Chenjue could react, she took a small spoon and scooped it into her mouth...
Situ Chenjue looked at her blankly, like a child who scored zero, waiting for the thug board.........
However, Huanyan then smiled brightly, like the spring flowers:
“It’s so delicious!”
"Really?" Situ Chenjue was a little disbelief...
"Really, how could I tell lies!!!" Huanyan looked with a shady face, "Do you dare to believe my taste? Do you dare to believe my eyes???"
"I believe it, I believe it." Situ Chenjue smiled.
“This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten.”
Although the smell of mucus is still spreading on the tip of the tongue, Huanyan did not lie...
Although it is a little burnt, a little raw, a little blurry...
But this is indeed the most beautiful taste she has ever eaten in her life.
——Because, it’s the taste of your love for me.
——It's the taste of love...
The smell of getting old until old...
"Hey, hey, I will make it for me every day!!!"
[Complete "The Record of the Cooking"]
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【Sweet Theater】【Marriage Note】
Another morning, Situ Chenjue suddenly sat up from the quilt, slapped his forehead, and a sudden light of inspiration appeared!
"Oh my God, my wife, we still have one big thing to do!!!!"
Huanyan beside him muttered and half of her sleepy face came out from the soft quilt, "What, what else is there to do? I'm so anxious..."
She stretched out her head and looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's only 8:30, sleep and continue to sleep."
"Hey, stop sleeping." Situ Chenjue pulled Huanyan's ears and pulled her out of the quilt alive.
"Wife, we haven't registered for marriage yet..."
——After the preview [Marriage Record], there is a small theater and then the extras of Huanyan and Chenjue ended...