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334 She Probably Can Only Serve His Other Stomach

"Oh, I'm going to get something to eat. There are still ingredients in the refrigerator. I can make a lot of delicious food..." Chang Chang just finished speaking proudly, her mind suddenly stopped, and she seemed to think of something, and then hesitated without entering the kitchen.

, and then said uncertainly: "I can't cook, I'll go downstairs to buy you something to eat."

"What do you call a woman who can't cook?" Chang Mian raised his eyebrows and pointed to the kitchen: "I won't tell you whether it tastes good or not. Go get me something to eat. Just make it for you. Don't try to be lazy for me.

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"What if it tastes bad?" Chang Shang knew that his cooking skills were not to his liking.

Chang Mian touched his belly: "When I was most hungry, I even ate roasted mice. You can make something even more delicious than roasted mice. You are also a genius."

Chang Shang almost vomited when she heard this.

Roasted rat? Has he ever eaten roasted rat?

Chang Shang touched her lips, and she was actually kissed by a mouth that had eaten "roasted mouse". She vomited... and went straight to the kitchen, she was about to vomit.

Chang Mian almost jumped out, took the pillow and threw it directly in the direction where she disappeared.

What's so strange about grilled rats? How many mutton skewers are made of rat meat now? Chang Mian disagrees. In the past, when he was in the field survival training of the special forces, he had to fight for days and nights without food. Let alone rats, they were just caterpillars.

, in his eyes, it is also delicious protein, so let’s not talk about it, lest someone will vomit again.

However, Chang Shang is still not very confident about her cooking skills.

Actually, it's not that he is worried about his cooking skills, but that his cooking skills are not in line with his appetite.

She was busy in the kitchen alone, cooking several dishes carefully.

Even humming a tune.

When the dishes were ready, Chang Mian was seen sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, staring at the TV in front of him and watching the football game with great interest.

"Chang Mian, it's ready."

"Bring it here." Chang Mian was so absorbed in watching the football match that he didn't want to go to the dining table to eat, so Chang Shang simply moved the food to the coffee table, poured the rice for him and stuffed it into his hands.

Then he served himself another bowl.

Chang Mian kissed her as a reward, then cooled her down, and stared at the TV while eating without blinking.

Chang Shang was worried at first that he was not eating well, but as a result, he was completely focused on the football game, eating without blinking an eye. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and waited until he finished the entire bowl of rice.

Xiao proudly asked him: "Is it delicious?"

"one more bowl."

She knows it tastes good.

The little tail suddenly lifted up, and she served him another bowl. When he finished eating, she asked again, "Is it delicious?"

It happened to be the intermission of the football game, so Chang Miancai thought for a while miserably: "I didn't pay attention to whether it tastes good or not, but the football game is quite nice to watch."

"..."!!!!!!

It turns out that he was too fascinated by watching the football match. I'm afraid he could swallow it even if he was given pig food, right?

The little face that was filled with pride as she waited for a few words of praise fell into a frown, and Chang Chang went to put away the dishes and chopsticks in frustration.

Chang Mian waited for her to return to the kitchen, then the corner of his mouth curled up into a mischievous smile.

In fact, it still wasn't to his liking, so she probably had to serve his other stomach. She couldn't serve this stomach. Although he had eaten rat meat, it didn't mean that he wasn't picky. It was the emperor's stomach, not the imperial chef's.

Hard to maintain!

At this moment, Chang Shang's mobile phone placed on the table made a pleasant ringtone. Chang Mian squinted his eyes and immediately called the person over: "Xin Shang Shang, come and answer the phone."

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