Such a fragrant soup was made by Miss Feng Jiao especially for his master, right?

Hey, he's jealous of his real name!

Qian Mo stopped his busy footsteps, and while secretly swallowing his saliva, he looked towards Feng Jiao.

As a qualified melon eater, his round black eyes flashed with the fire of gossip.

"Ah Ling, open the door. Didn't you promise me yesterday that you would help me? Feng Jiao held a big bowl of duck soup with sour radish vermicelli and stood at the door and said.

When Ling Yuan opened the door, he was greeted by the mellow and delicious taste of the duck soup with sour radish vermicelli.

"Did you ask me to help just to make soup for me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, a nonchalant smile on his lips.

Feng Jiao felt that her heartbeat was subconsciously out of rhythm.

There's no way, Meow Daxian has such a prosperous beauty, and when he laughs, he can almost ask for half a life.

She felt that even her soul seemed to be seduced by his charming deep purple eyes.

She pursed her lips, forced herself to calm down, and followed Ling Yuan into the room: "Actually, your guess is not quite accurate. Recently, I would like to launch this limited-time sale of sour radish vermicelli duck soup, and today I would like to ask you to help you taste it and try the taste. ”

"I see. I thought you were looking at how hard I was working the other day, and you made it for me to eat. Ling Yuan had a smile in his eyes, but he deliberately showed a somewhat disappointed tone and said to Feng Jiao.

"Haha, of course it was specially made for you to eat, and it really embarrassed me to be seen by you."

The smile on the corner of Ling Yuan's mouth deepened a little.

His little cook is still a little liar. said that he was embarrassed, but his face was not red and his heart was not beating, so that he couldn't see the slightest embarrassment.

Ling Yuan sat down in a very good mood and began to taste the sour radish vermicelli and duck soup that his little chef had carefully cooked for him.

"This soup is delicious." Ling Yuan looked at the little chef with scorching eyes, and unreservedly said his evaluation of the sour radish vermicelli duck soup she made: "The soup of this sour radish vermicelli duck soup is clear and mellow, the taste is sweet and refreshing, the duck meat is yellow and bright, the meat is crispy and mellow, the radish is sour and refreshing, and the vermicelli is soaked in the sour and delicious soup, which has a unique flavor." ”

It's really delicious!

It wasn't until he met his little chef that he found out that there was a delicacy in this world that he could love, and he just wanted to praise him seriously, but when he faced the skillful little chef who cooked these delicious dishes, he still couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Jiao's favorite thing to see is that Meow Daxian will squint happily the moment she eats the food, and enjoy it with an intoxicated face.

She couldn't help but be happy in her heart.

"Ah Ling, tell me about you." She said to him softly, "You never told me about what happened before you met me. Can you tell me about these things? ”

She felt that she didn't know enough about him, she wanted to know more, and then said to him, I don't have time to participate in your past. But I want your future to be with me.

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Jiao with some surprise, feeling that the softest place in his heart was deeply touched by his little cook.