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Chapter 330: Extra Story 118

After a few clicks, a bowl of porridge and a plate of snacks were gone.

"Well, let's go see what else is available in the kitchen and bring it back."

Licking his mouth, as if he wasn't full yet, touching his belly,

Indeed, it is still far from feeling full.

"Princess, do you still want to eat? But this is already more than your usual food intake."[

Cao'er was stunned, looking at the empty plates on the table and then at Yan Zhuo'er.

Strange, why does Yan Zhui'er eat more and more recently? No wonder he is hungry in the palace...

"Yes, that's right. Oh, and go to the kitchen to see if there is anything sweet and sour. Come on, I'll be waiting."

Really, so trembling,

If she didn't want to move,

I'm afraid she would have gone by herself by now.

Really, just thinking about it makes me feel tired.

…………

After a while.

"Princess, is this sour plum soup, is this sour plum snack, is this sour plum porridge, or something else? I haven't had time to bring it over yet. I'll go to the kitchen later to see if there are anything else." Cao'er said in one breath.

All the sweet and sour things that Zhui'er just mentioned were served.

"Well, okay."

I took a look at the things on the table. Well, they are quite neat.

She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to eat sour food. She just wanted to eat it suddenly.

Seeing so many things on the table is probably enough to make me full.

If you don't have enough to eat, just ask someone to pick it up.

only……

"Didn't you say it's sour plum soup? Why isn't it sour at all? Maybe I didn't put in the sour plums." Drink some more and it's still not sour. Damn it, Cao'er couldn't just cheat her with a bowl of soup.

"Isn't it sour? It's obviously sour plum soup. Please try it, slave."

Cao'er picked up the bowl in confusion and took a sip, [

I was almost so sore that I wrinkled my eyebrows,

"Princess, this is sour plum soup, and it's very sour."

Cao'er put down the bowl and looked at Yan Zhuo'er with a frown.

How many sour plums did the people in the kitchen put in? It almost made her sour to death, but Yan Zhui'er still said it wasn't sour.

Yan Zhuo'er asked strangely: "Hey, is there one? But why don't I feel anything when I eat it? Is it because my sense of taste is broken?"


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