I didn't eat lunch well, and now I come to the imperial dining room to find a rut?

It's not time to go......

For the prince's strange appetite, Molly felt a little weak.

Qu Jincun saw that there was a peach blossom blooming just right outside the window, and put his hand on the window edge with great interest, with a posture of sitting until he was old enough to wait for a bite of food.

A few heads of the imperial dining room, you look at me, I look at you, since the prince has ordered that kid to do it, no one else wants to take this matter.

The existing ingredients at Molly's hand all need to be processed with time and effort, which was originally specially prepared to continue to give His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a dignified sweet food recipe, and none of the ingredients can be used as a meal.

In this strange dream-making space, although the season is summer, the flowers can be concentrated in all seasons, and the peach trees outside the window are not fruited, but full of pale pink flowers, which seems to be a metaphor for the owner of this inception, the willful and stubborn mood.

Cantaloupe and watermelon, two fruits of different seasons, were placed next to the table, Molly thought about it, quickly cut a watermelon, went to three seedless watermelon slices, and took a small amount of white salt, and sent it under the nose of His Royal Highness the Prince. "Salt?" The corners of Qu Jincun's mouth hooked slightly, the tails of her eyes were raised, bringing out a stream of eyes that belonged to the superior, her white and elegant fingers gently picked up a piece of watermelon, and she was not surprised to use a little salt first, and then put the small piece of watermelon in her mouth.

If you want to add some salt to sweetness, I didn't expect him to understand her intention at once, and Molly smiled at the corner of her eyes.

Should he be praised for his quick thinking, or should he praise the two of them for having a good heart?

In fact, up to now, the owner of this series of dream spaces himself is the most cooperative strategy target that Molly has ever encountered.

Except for the little accident of the previous raider-

Molly quickly collected her thoughts, and while His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was eating the watermelon first, she opened the two eggs, removed the yolks and left only the whites, mixed the rich cheese, ghee, and egg whites together quickly, and after a little steaming on the fire, she sprinkled the chopped rose compote on it. "Your Highness, please use it slowly," she carried a small number of finished products, which she was going to put on top of the table, but who knew that Qu Jincun took it over with her own hands.

Prince Qu's tail finger swept over the outside of Molly's wrist, intentionally or unintentionally.

The latter's father-in-law quietly stepped back and pressed his head lower, but his heart was beating violently.

The old-fashioned voice of the system sounded at the right time: warning, warning, in view of the mistakes made by the previous Raider, please pay attention to the Raiders and do not have intimate contact with the Raider target, including holding hands, hugging, kissing, etc.

Molly was immediately embarrassed, quickly pressed the confirmation button, and buried her head lower.

Qu Jincun just inadvertently touched his skin, but he was used by the system to stir his tongue so solemnly, ah, so embarrassed.

Prince Qu didn't seem to notice the crimson face of the little eunuch next to him at all, and used up the bowl of dessert that was not very sweet with a cautious attitude. "It's not good," he said, "keep up the good work." ”