Chapter 161 Only For My Wife

Xia Toffee hadn't finished chewing the crystal shrimp in his mouth, so he couldn't wait to grab the second one and put it in his mouth, oh, oh, what kind of fairy food is this?
Shao Sirong took a piece of tomato and brought it to his mouth. He ate it slowly, savoring it carefully, with extreme elegance, as if a century-old nobleman was tasting fine nectar.

In contrast, summer milk candy is simply...

How to describe it, it seems that I have never eaten shrimp in my life.

Shao Sirong looked at it and wanted to laugh, but held back, then took a chicken leg and put it in her bowl: "Don't worry about eating the shrimp, taste the taste of the chicken leg."

"Yeah." Toffee Xia nodded like a bell.

After taking a mouthful of rice, I couldn't wait to put the delicious-looking chicken legs in the bowl to my mouth. With a slight mouthful, I took a mouthful of the sauce on the surface of the chicken legs.

The next second, Xia Toffee suddenly jumped up.

She couldn't speak in time with the chicken leg in her mouth, but her expression was full: I have tasted this craft, I have definitely tasted it!

I ate this fairy delicacy once and it is deeply in my heart. It is absolutely impossible to forget it!
After taking a bite of the chicken leg, Xia Toffee pointed at Shao Sirong: "You, you, you... Shao Sirong!"

The sound was so loud that even the sentry outside the yard could hear it.

The man who was quietly drinking seaweed soup raised his eyes slightly: "Why are you eating chicken legs, it's so delicious?"

"You! You lied to me!"

"Huh?" Shao Sirong waited for her next words.

But Xia Toffee didn’t care about talking, and first gnawed a whole chicken leg with great enjoyment. He ate so little that he felt so happy that he wanted to fly to the sky, and gnawed so much that he even sucked up all the sauce on the chicken bone. Then he said: "Last time, that's the last time, when I had a miscarriage, you made that fairy delicacy, not that two-hundred-jin chef?"

Shao Sirong felt that the seaweed soup tasted good, and after taking two sips slowly, he looked at her: "Oh? How did you come to this conclusion? Huh?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Xia Toffee said while continuing to eat with the shrimp: "It was made by one person. I have tasted so many delicacies in Xia Toffee, but I can't taste the characteristics of a chef. This lady is a master taster." , who has obtained the certificate, and I have also been a judge in a culinary competition, it is you, absolutely right!"

Shao Sirong looked at her in surprise, with her culinary skills, she was able to be a chef's judge?
What kind of unreliable cooking competition is this?
"Shao Sirong, you actually lied to me that it was made by a two-hundred-jin chef?!!!" This is simply too much!
"Did I say so?"

The long arm clasped her wrist, pulled her directly into his arms, and wrapped her around: "Didn't you think that it was made by a two-hundred-jin chef?"

Shao Sirong picked up a shrimp, handed it to her mouth, and looked down at her: "Do you want to eat fairy food every day?"

Xia Toffee blinked, then blinked again: "So, you really did it?"

With a slow reaction arc, she didn't care to be stunned until now: "How can your cooking skills be so good?"

Shao Sirong didn't answer, but only asked: "Do you want to eat immortal delicacies every day?"

Xia Toffee couldn't resist her sense of taste, and nodded frantically, but without hope: "Are you willing to make it for me every day?"

Shao Sirong suddenly loosened his hands around her waist again, pushed her out, continued to eat casually, and said after two mouthfuls: "I only want to cook for my wife every day, and don't talk about it for others."

(End of this chapter)

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