"If you don't like to eat this bird's nest porridge, then eat a little bit of this snowy fish fillet, this is fishermen from close to the Arctic Ocean, the most nourishing, the fish meat is delicate and smooth, soft but not greasy, and there is a cool taste. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Mu Xingchen looked good-natured, and added a piece of orange fish meat to Mengjun's face. The obsidian-like eyes looked at her fixedly, as if to say, "Eat some, my boy!" How thin have you been? ”

"I'm sorry, I never eat fish!" Mengjun only glanced at those eyes, and suddenly felt as if her heart had missed a beat, she hurriedly dodged his eyes, and scolded angrily in her heart: This black-bellied man, his eyes also have a demagogic effect! I'm going to have to stay away. Then she coldly dropped the sentence.

"Don't eat fish? Well, you can eat some chicken, this is a pheasant from the mountains, not from the chicken coop. This kind of meat has the highest protein, but it has less fat, so it is most suitable for girls like you who are afraid of fat. Mu Xingchen didn't seem to mind pouring cold water again, and still added a piece of mouth-watering chicken to Mengjun with a smile.

Chicken is really what Mengjun likes to eat, like KFC, McDonald's, Tex's and other fast stores, she really doesn't patronize it, if it weren't for Du Mingfeng's usual stopping, saying that it was junk food, she might eat more. She hadn't been to those places for dinner for a long time since her father's accident. Although those hamburger fried chicken are not expensive, they are much more expensive than steamed buns, and in order to save her father's medical expenses, she has been eating steamed buns and pickles for several days, which is really a little lacking in nutrition.

Smelling the fragrance of the chicken, Mengjun felt hungry, and a little gluttonous worm seemed to have drilled out of his heart, so longing for the smooth and tender taste. But what she learned in the textbooks of junior high school: heroes don't eat food that comes to them, even if she is not a hero, she should have this backbone. Isn't it just a piece of chicken? How could Miss Ben bend over this? Immediately, Miss Mengjun raised her head high and expressed her absolute disapproval: "I never eat meat." ”

"Huh? Don't eat meat! Mu Xingchen blinked and said innocently with the eyes of the dead, Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang out of the thatched house, our super beautiful young master was stunned to bring the most delicious and rare food in the world to Miss Mengjun, and people still didn't appreciate it, I'm afraid this phenomenon will also enter the Guinness World Record, right?

Mu Xingchen clearly felt that there was a small tongue of fire in his chest that was about to be ignited slowly, but no! How could he have wasted all his efforts? He didn't believe it, even if this stubborn girl was a stubborn stone, he would have to show the ability to drip through the stone.

Thinking of this, Mu Xingchen hurriedly borrowed a pool of spring water, and nipped the young man in his heart in the bud, his thin red lips completed an extremely elegant arc, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there are still a lot of vegetables here." There are bamboo shoots from Zhushan, as well as pine mushrooms from Dali, Yunnan, which are extremely precious wild vegetables and are absolutely unpolluted. He thought to himself: Don't you eat nothing? Today, Young Master Ben has to let you eat it in your mouth.

Mengjun looked at the black-bellied man in front of him in disbelief, wondering if he had the wrong tendon on his body. used to be such a violent and domineering person, but there was such a warm side, her little heart suddenly beat suddenly, and suddenly a very calm voice came from her ears in time: "Attention, Zhuo Mengjun, Mu Xingchen and you are basically people in two worlds, you must be careful of his sugar-coated shells!" ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Young Master Mu, Miss Ben doesn't like to eat any of these things." Mengjun's face bloomed with a brilliant but infuriating smile. She glanced contemptuously at the delicacies that Mu Xingchen had added to her bowl, pulled over the big soup basin on the table, and directly scooped up the soup with a soup spoon and drank it.

From the moment she sat down at the table, she carefully observed the food on the table. Although there are many ingredients that cannot be identified after being refined and processed by complicated processes, she can also accurately judge that none of these ingredients are home-cooked, and they must all be worth a lot of money and are exclusively enjoyed by these wealthy people. Only the bowl of soup in the middle looks like a homemade hand-rolled noodle.

"Oh, so you like noodle soup! Drink it, this snow clam noodle soup is very suitable for you, I specially asked someone to order you noodles imported from Italy, this method can also be described as a combination of Chinese and Western! Mu Xingchen looked at Mengjun with interest, he really didn't believe it, this girl was already hungry like this, she could watch a table of delicious delicacies without moving chopsticks? As long as she is willing to eat it, then even if it is his victory, he will eat her piece of hot tofu anyway.