Yun Wange swallowed, looked at the table of ingredients, and ran to Mo Zixuan.

"You're really like a chef."

"I am willing to be a cook for my little lady for the rest of my life." Yun Wange didn't care. Mo Zixuan would hardly use the word "I" in front of her, nor did he like to call her the queen. He always had a little lady's shortness.

Yun Wange: "..." Although these words were sweet words, Yun Wange was relieved when he listened to them, and there seemed to be a warm current slowly passing by in his heart.

"Open your mouth." Mo Zixuan looked at her gently, with a smile in his eyes, [Little lady, I will only love you in the future for my husband.]

Yun Wange opened his mouth obediently, but something smooth suddenly slipped into his mouth. It was sweet and delicious, and it was delicious. It was a delicious glutinous rice ball!

Yun Liange chewed and reached out: "One more."

Mo Zixuan gave Yun Wange another one to him and smiled and said, "That's all, keep your stomach and make delicious food for you."

Yun Huangge stuffed the glutinous rice dumpling into his mouth and rolled up his sleeves: "How about one person making the same dish?"

Mo Zixuan smiled a little deeper and looked at Yun Wange with great disbelief: "You?"

"Do you dare look down on me?"

"Don't dare..."

On that day, more than a dozen imperial chefs guarding outside the imperial kitchen stood in the sunset, looking at me and I looked at you, laughter came from time to time in the imperial kitchen.

At night, when the two of them finished the table of food, Yun Wange was actually almost full.

Because when I was making the dishes, a man who asked him to keep his belly stuffed this thing in her mouth and said it was delicious. The little lady ate more, and then stuffed that thing in her mouth.

It is said that the little lady needs to eat these to be nutritious, otherwise she will never grow up, but she will grow taller, but she will not grow anywhere!

As he said that, a pervert looked at the part below Yun Wange's chin and above his waist. Alas, it's still a little calm. He is sixteen years old next year, probably the president?

A woman was so fierce and frightened that she was angry and scolded her pervert for not being able to relieve her anger. In the end, she simply put all the flour used to make snacks on the head of a pervert, and then a peerless pervert became what she is now...

Mo Zixuan was covered in flour. Although his face was too smooth and there was no trace left, his beautiful hair had changed color and was now white.

That is to say, eating locally, in the words of Yun'enge, if several dishes are moved to Mo Zixuan's hall, the hot dishes will turn into cold dishes!

Half of the dishes on a large table are made by Yun Liange, such as stir-fried shredded potatoes, fish-flavored eggplant, and tiger-skinned green peppers? Hahaha, forgive Xiao Wan'er, usually you make them like Gu Chenhuan

The dishes, Yunling Festival is really unmoved, and...

Why are potato shreds black?

Why are fish-flavored eggplant cut into slices?

Tiger skin green pepper, this green pepper looks like raw...

But a certain woman is very proud!

Looking at what Mo Zixuan made, in addition to the sweet and sour pork ribs that Yun Wange likes to eat, he also made cuttlefish soup, lotus leaf chicken, fried white mushrooms with beef and lettuce, spicy rabbit...

Mo Zixuan first presented Yun Wange with a bowl of cuttlefish soup, then picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her, and looked at her with a smile.

After tasting Yun Wange, the soup tastes strong and it is full of fragrance. It’s the best!

After tasting, she lowered her head. She made it, this... Yun Wange swallowed, looked at the table of ingredients, and ran to Mo Zixuan.

"You're really like a chef."

"I am willing to be a cook for my little lady for the rest of my life." Yun Wange didn't care. Mo Zixuan would hardly use the word "I" in front of her, nor did he like to call her the queen. He always had a little lady's shortness.

Yun Wange: "..." Although these words were sweet words, Yun Wange was relieved when he listened to them, and there seemed to be a warm current slowly passing by in his heart.

"Open your mouth." Mo Zixuan looked at her gently, with a smile in his eyes, [Little lady, I will only love you in the future for my husband.]

Yun Wange opened his mouth obediently, but something smooth suddenly slipped into his mouth. It was sweet and delicious, and it was delicious. It was a delicious glutinous rice ball!

Yun Liange chewed and reached out: "One more."

Mo Zixuan gave Yun Wange another one to him and smiled and said, "That's all, keep your stomach and make delicious food for you."

Yun Huangge stuffed the glutinous rice dumpling into his mouth and rolled up his sleeves: "How about one person making the same dish?"

Mo Zixuan smiled a little deeper and looked at Yun Wange with great disbelief: "You?"

"Do you dare look down on me?"

"Don't dare..."

On that day, more than a dozen imperial chefs guarding outside the imperial kitchen stood in the sunset, looking at me and I looked at you, laughter came from time to time in the imperial kitchen.

At night, when the two of them finished the table of food, Yun Wange was actually almost full.

Because when I was making the dishes, a man who asked him to keep his belly stuffed this thing in her mouth and said it was delicious. The little lady ate more, and then stuffed that thing in her mouth.

It is said that the little lady needs to eat these to be nutritious, otherwise she will never grow up, but she will grow taller, but she will not grow anywhere!

As he said that, a pervert looked at the part below Yun Wange's chin and above his waist. Alas, it's still a little calm. He is sixteen years old next year, probably the president?

A woman was so fierce and frightened that she was angry and scolded her pervert for not being able to relieve her anger. In the end, she simply put all the flour used to make snacks on the head of a pervert, and then a peerless pervert became what she is now...

Mo Zixuan was covered in flour. Although his face was too smooth and there was no trace left, his beautiful hair had changed color and was now white.

That is to say, eating locally, in the words of Yun'enge, if several dishes are moved to Mo Zixuan's hall, the hot dishes will turn into cold dishes!

Half of the dishes on a large table are made by Yun Liange, such as stir-fried shredded potatoes, fish-flavored eggplant, and tiger-skinned green peppers? Hahaha, forgive Xiao Wan'er, usually you make them like Gu Chenhuan

The dishes, Yunling Festival is really unmoved, and...

Why are potato shreds black?

Why are fish-flavored eggplant cut into slices?

Tiger skin green pepper, this green pepper looks like raw...

But a certain woman is very proud!

Looking at what Mo Zixuan made, in addition to the sweet and sour pork ribs that Yun Wange likes to eat, he also made cuttlefish soup, lotus leaf chicken, fried white mushrooms with beef and lettuce, spicy rabbit...

Mo Zixuan first presented Yun Wange with a bowl of cuttlefish soup, then picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her, and looked at her with a smile.

After tasting Yun Wange, the soup tastes strong and it is full of fragrance. It’s the best!
Chapter completed!