"Yeah." Mo Yesi didn't continue the topic just now. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chicken that Qiao Mianmian put into his bowl.

"How is it?" Qiao Mianmian looked at him with anticipation, "Is the chicken too old? Is it delicious enough?"

Qiao Mianmian is still a little confident in her cooking skills.

Although her cooking skills are definitely not comparable to those of chefs, she is still at a level that is not as good as the chef.

Especially this plate of Kung Pao Chicken is one of her specialties.

She had done it for Su Ze twice before, and Su Ze praised it endlessly.

Mo Yesi chewed it carefully, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he turned his head to look at her and said, "It's delicious."

"Really?" Qiao Mianmian showed a happy smile on her face, "You didn't lie to me, are you? If you think it's not delicious, you can tell me directly. I'm not afraid of being hit."

"I didn't lie to you." Mo Yesi said seriously, "It's delicious. It's the best dish I've ever eaten since I was a child."

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

Even if it was to make her happy, it would be too exaggerated.

She still knows what level she is.

He is a man who has been eating dishes specially made by senior chefs since he was a child, and he has long since he was a child and has long since eaten very picky.

Her home-cooked side dishes probably won't even catch his eye.

"Really." Mo Yesi seemed afraid that she would not believe it, and emphasized it seriously, "I really think this is the best dish I have ever eaten. It tastes very special and very different from other dishes."

"It tastes very special?" Qiao Mianmian supported her jaw with one hand and blinked curiously, "What's special."

"I can't describe it either." Mo Yesi curled his lips and said gently, "It probably tastes like home, so it's very different. Baby, this is the dish you cook for me personally, and I will definitely eat it all."

Yes, it's the taste of home.

So, this is a unique taste.

No one else can do it except her.

At this moment, Mo Yesi looked at the person sitting next to him, then at the food on the table, and felt happiness and satisfaction that he had never felt before.

It turns out that I feel like a home, it’s so beautiful.

*

Mo Yesi was very proud of this meal.

He almost ate all the two dishes made by Qiao Mianmian.

As for the steak and ribs he made, Qiao Mianmian only tasted it and was forced to throw it into the trash can and dispose of it.

In his words, he was worried that she would have a stomachache.

After dinner, Qiao Mianmian was rushed to the living room to watch TV.

She wanted to help clean up the dishes on the table and into the kitchen, but he refused.

Qiao Mianmian leaned lazily on the sofa in the living room, holding her body to look at the man running back and forth in the dining room and kitchen. She felt so happy that she couldn't help but take out her cell phone and take a photo of him cleaning up the scraps on the table.

After the photo was finished, she PSed it and posted it on Moments with his photo.

She sent it in groups, some people can see it, and some people can't see it.

All you can see are the people who know that she is with Mo Yesi,

As soon as she posted her Moments, she received a like and comment from Linda.

Linda commented: I'll eat this wave of dog food first.

When Qiao Mianmian saw that her agent commented on her, she immediately replied: Sister Xie, have you eaten?
Chapter completed!