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Chapter 433 Mother, what kind of fairy are you?
She purposely didn't explain, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Then what kind of fairy do you think mother is?"

The glutinous rice balls counted earnestly with their fingers: "Little fox, little rabbit, little cat, little mouse—"

Ji Wushuang couldn't help laughing, "Why not a big tiger and a big bad wolf?"

Tangyuan raised her head and said very seriously: "Because Niangqin is cute, such a cute Niangqin must be a fairy turned from a very cute little animal!"

Ji Wushuang hugged the glutinous rice balls and laughed until tears came out. She patted Qin Yufeng's arm lightly, "Look at your son, he can talk more than you!"

Qin Yufeng, who was observing the seasoning, glanced up at her, and curled his lips, "Do you think I don't speak well enough? Okay, how about we chat a little longer tonight?"

"...Eat and eat, the food is cold."

Ji Wushuang changed the subject and gave up.

What this man said on the bed really couldn't be heard a second time, it was too provocative, and she was afraid that she would not have enough concentration.

"It's finally time to eat! I'm so hungry I could eat a cow!"

Tangyuan cheered happily, and hurried to her seat to sit down.

He felt more and more that he might be a goblin, and look, he could eat a cow when he was so hungry!
Qin Yufeng sat down and looked up at the delicate dishes on the table. He asked Ji Wushuang, "These dishes are already ready. Now sprinkle a little of your unique secret recipe, can it improve the taste?"

Ji Wushuang nodded, "I don't think there is any problem, don't sprinkle those stir-fried vegetables, but sprinkle it in the beef ball soup, the soup is still hot, it will definitely enhance the flavor."

Qin Yufeng nodded.

According to his cooking habits, he sprinkled some onion powder, garlic powder and ginger powder in an appropriate amount.

As for the chili powder, forget it, they still have a baby on the table, the cooks have already sprinkled chili powder when they made it before, and if you add it, the small glutinous rice balls will be inedible.

Qin Yufeng gently stirred the meatball soup with a spoon.

He was looking forward to this bowl of soup with special seasoning sprinkled by himself.

Ji Wushuang cooks so delicious dishes these days, is it because the aroma of this unique secret recipe is too overbearing, or is it because she is a good cook herself?

The time has come to witness the truth.

Qin Yufeng scooped a small spoon for himself to taste the taste first.

The moment the soup entered his mouth, his taste buds were awakened by the same strange and domineering taste as in the past few days, and the unique fresh fragrance exploded on the tip of his tongue.

"tasty?"

The glutinous rice balls kept staring at his father eagerly. Seeing his father swallowing, he couldn't help swallowing.

Qin Yufeng nodded, and said solemnly, "It's delicious. The unique secret recipe given by your mother is naturally delicious. It's a pity that this cook's cooking skills are a little bit worse than your mother's, so although this meatball soup tastes good, it is far inferior to it. Your mother made it with her own hands."

"Qin Yufeng, you are enough!"

Ji Wushuang didn't expect Qin Yufeng to flatter her like this. She was stunned for a moment, and then she squinted at him, "It's boring for you to do this, and you should be more modest when you boast. You boast too much, just like You scolded me, you know?"

Qin Yufeng imitated her tone that day, "Where am I exaggerating? The dishes you cook with your own hands contain your love for the soup, don't you? This love is the most delicious and priceless. A dish must have love to have a soul Do you know? Tangyuan and I really like to eat the soul dishes you cook. Although these chefs are good at cooking, but the soulless dishes are all bland—"

(End of this chapter)