Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 480

Sikong Shengjie suddenly had the urge to vomit blood: "Little guy, if you didn't have the correct aesthetics when you were young, you won't be able to marry a wife when you grow up!"

The little prince tilted his head, blinked and said: "So, the uncle has been unable to marry a wife, is it because of aesthetic problems?"

Sikong Shengjie was so angry that he vomited blood.

Feng Qian couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed wildly.

Sikong Shengjie glared at the mother and son sullenly: "I don't think these clothes are very good, they are just right for Xuanyuanche! My Highness's clothes are all tailor-made, and I never buy them on the street!"

As he said that, with a strong jealousy, he turned around and went into the dressing room to change his clothes.

Feng Qian's mother and son looked at each other, pursed their lips and smiled.

At the beginning, I didn't know who was buying clothes in the clothing store, but she caught me right in the face!

Sikong Shengjie finished changing and was about to come out when Feng Qian handed him a pure white robe and said with a smile, "Since you've tried everything, why don't you try this one again?"

Sikong Shengjie stared at her unhesitatingly, reluctantly.

"Please, please!" Feng Qian clasped his hands together and winked at him cutely.

Sikong Shengjie couldn't resist, he sighed helplessly, so he had to take his clothes and change again.

Not long after, Sikong Shengjie changed into white clothes and came out.

There was another nympho screaming all around.

White clothes and white hair, shining brightly.

As graceful as a swimming dragon, like a frightened bird.

Feng Qian was also dazzled by the light on his body, he really is the most suitable for white, more precisely, it is the pure white color that has been sublimated on him.

"It's so beautiful!" she exclaimed sincerely.

Sikong Shengjie didn't feel joy at all, instead he said sullenly: "Are you satisfied now? I'll go and change my clothes!"

"Wait!" Feng Qian stopped him, "I'm wearing it, why change it?"

Sikong Shengjie looked at her puzzled.

Feng Qian smiled at him and said, "For you! Do you like it?"

Sikong Shengjie was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a big boy's joyful smile, but pretended to be arrogant: "Although the workmanship is mediocre, I am not very satisfied, but for your sake, my highness will reluctantly accept it! "

The little prince looked at him contemptuously: "Uncle, didn't you just say that your clothes are all tailor-made and you never buy them on the street?"

Sikong Shengjie concealed his embarrassment: "Ahem, is it okay for His Highness to take the civilian route once in a while?"

The little prince made faces at him!

Feng Qian looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She leaned over and put her right hand on the counter.

The little prince was keenly aware of it, and asked with concern: "Mother, what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

Feng Qian shook her head: "The queen mother is fine, maybe her feet are a little numb after standing for a long time, and she couldn't stand firmly for a while."

At this time, Sikong Shengjie came over and stuffed a stack of clothes into her arms: "Go and try these clothes on! Don't come out until you finish trying them!"

Feng Qian was slightly stunned, and when she saw a meaningful look from him, she immediately understood that he wanted her to use the fitting as an excuse to go inside and have a rest, so she was very touched by his thoughtfulness.

"That night..." She was worried about her son.

Sikong Shengjie took off seven or eight pieces of children's clothing from the wall, stuffed them into the little prince's arms, raised his eyebrows and said: "Little guy, it's your turn to try on clothes now!"

The little prince frowned and shook his head: "I don't want to try it!"

Sikong Shengjie smiled: "Oh, that's right! Ugly people can't be controlled by any clothes!"

The little prince stared at him angrily: "Who said I can't control it anymore?"

Sikong Shengjie raised his eyebrows: "Then try it!"

"Hmph, just try it!" The little prince angrily walked towards the dressing room with a pile of clothes in his arms.

Feng Qian smiled knowingly, exchanged glances with Sikong Shengjie, and also entered a dressing room.

As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't bear it anymore, the harassing Gu worms in her body made her shiver in agony.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and she lay on top of the pile of clothes, curled up, enduring the torment.

Outside the door, the little prince tried on all the clothes, Sikong Shengjie deliberately teased him, shaking his head and saying that each one was not good-looking, the little prince was so angry that his face turned black and he almost ran away.

After trying on the last piece of clothing, the little prince quit, and suddenly turned back to find his mother.

He knocked on the locker room door, but no one answered.

He knocked again, but still no answer.

He couldn't help being anxious: "Mother, are you in there? Mother..."

At this moment, the door of the dressing room opened, and Feng Qian changed into new clothes and appeared in front of him, looking radiant.

"Ye'er, is it pretty?"

The little prince immediately smiled and said, "It looks good! The queen mother looks good in anything she wears!"

"Small mouth is so sweet!" Feng Qian squatted down, held his face in his hands, kissed him, then looked at other people, looking at her with worried eyes, she smiled knowingly, "Everyone has almost bought it, right?" ? Boss, check out!"

After coming out of the clothing store, Sikong Shengjie walked up to Fengqian calmly, and asked softly, "Is it better? Do you want to go back and rest?"

Feng Qian shook her head: "I'm much better now! I want to spend more time with Ye'er!"

Sikong Shengjie looked at her distressedly: "If you can't hold on anymore, don't force it!"

Feng Qian smiled and nodded, then turned to the little prince and said, "Ye'er, are you hungry? The queen mother will take you to eat delicious food!"

"Okay!" The little prince smiled so happily that his eyes narrowed.

Yinfenglou is the largest restaurant in Linglong City, customers come like a cloud, and you have to wait in line to eat.

When Feng Qian and his party came to the restaurant, the queue in front of them had already formed a long queue, and it was said that they would have to wait for half an hour before they could get a seat.

Feng Qian dislikes waiting signs the most. Just as she was about to leave, someone called her from upstairs: "Ah Qian, come up, we still have vacant seats!"

Feng Qian took a closer look and found that the person calling her was Duanmuchu, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"coming!"

She then led a group of people into the Yinfeng Tower.

Due to the heavy traffic, there are no private rooms in Yinfeng Building, and all of them serve dine-in meals, but the seats on the second floor are more spaced and comfortable than those on the first floor.

Brother and sister Duanmu and Chu were sitting by the window, and Feng Qian saw them at a glance.

"Ah Chu, what a coincidence, you guys are eating here too?"

"The wine and food in Yinfeng Tower is famous far and wide. After finally coming to Linglong City, I will definitely come to patronize it!" Duanmuchu said, his eyes fell on the little prince, and he couldn't help but walked forward and squatted down. Go pinch his face, "Ah Qian, he is your son! So cute!"

The little prince dodged deftly, avoiding her clutches, and said with a sweet smile, "Hi beautiful sister!"

Duanmuchu was overjoyed by his soft and cute voice, and was very excited: "He called me sister! Why is he so cute!"

Feng Qian rolled her eyes unbearably.

Sikong Shengjie was even more depressed, he obviously couldn't care less about Duanmuchu's age, why is she an older sister and he an uncle?

Duan Mulei on the side interjected: "Everyone, don't stand, sit down and talk!"

Duanmuchu immediately introduced: "Ah Qian, this is my brother Duanmulei! Brother Wang, I don't need to introduce them, do I?"

(End of this chapter)