The lady is not allowed to run away

Chapter 515 Extra Story: A Careful Person Like Daddy 1

Chapter 515 Extra Story: A Careful Person Like Daddy 5
She didn't know why, it happened like this.

"Why are you blushing?" Seeing her blushing, Chu Yifeng frowned, his tone a little dignified.

Fengling Mengmeng shook her head, just kept drinking water.

"Why don't you wear the bracelet? The string of beads on your hand has been around for many years. It's black. How can any woman like this color..." Chu Yifeng shifted his gaze to Fengling Mengmeng's wrist. He remembered that She had worn the beads for many years and never took them off.

Hearing this, Fengling Mengmeng raised her arms and looked at the black bead on her wrist.

She stole this thing from Bloodthirsty at the time, because she was kidnapped by Bloodthirsty and left a shadow, so when she got the string of bracelets, she was a little proud.

In addition, I later found that the bead was very comfortable to wear, so I never took it off.

Fengling Mengmeng didn't remember this string of beads until after she sneaked into Butterfly Villa and encountered bloodlust last time.

Reaching out, took off the black bead, put it aside, took the bracelet Chu Yifeng sent, and put it on.

It's just right, but this kind of bracelet will feel a little uncomfortable when you just put it on.

"Isn't this kind of bracelet easy to break?" Fengling Mengmeng looked at the bracelet on her hand and asked.

This kind of bracelet is different from hand beads, as long as it is touched with a little force, it will break.

If it were an ordinary young lady, there would be nothing wrong with wearing this thing, but she is not the kind of very elegant person who can act honestly.

"I'll just buy it for you if it's broken!" Chu Yifeng didn't think so, and admired secretly in his heart. Although it cost a lot of money to buy this bracelet, it seems to be worth it now.

"Princess..." At some point outside the door, a few servant girls stood.

Fengling Mengmeng turned her head and looked at the people outside the door: "What's wrong?"

"Princess, it's like this... It's time to prepare lunch, and someone from the kitchen will ask if this dish is okay..." The servant girl handed a piece of paper to Fengling Mengmeng.

Fengling Mengmeng took the paper and looked at it. It was written on the menu, and there were several dishes, all of which were Gucheng's signature dishes.

The cooks at Butterfly Villa are really capable, they can even cook Gucheng's dishes?
Seeing this, Fengling Mengmeng couldn't help but think of the Horseshoe Crisp from before, and...the clothes on her.

Everything seems too coincidental.

Ren Juechen seemed to know her very well.

"Princess, if you are not satisfied, tell me what you want to eat, and the servants will immediately tell the kitchen to make them do it." Seeing Fengling Mengmeng frowning, the servant girl hurriedly said.

Hearing this, Fengling Mengmeng suddenly remembered what the maid said yesterday.

?——"The owner... doesn't like to eat bitter melon, and doesn't like bitter things."

I don't like bitter things, I don't like bitter melon...

"Bring a pen! I'll change it, you just follow suit!" Fengling Mengmeng waved her hand and said to the maid.

The servant girl nodded, hurriedly went to get the writing brush, dipped it in ink before giving it to Fengling Mengmeng.

Holding the brush, Fengling Mengmeng wiped out all the original menus on the paper, and then began to write what she thought.

Although she doesn't like bitter gourd very much, she doesn't hate it either.

When I was in the palace, when summer came, my mother would ask the servants to make some dishes or soup with bitter gourd for the four brothers and sisters to eat.

Now that I think about it, I can think of a few things.

——Bitter melon egg soup
——Bitter melon slices

——Braised Bitter Gourd

——Steamed Bitter Gourd

——Stir-fried bitter gourd

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(End of this chapter)

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