"Sister." Lian Chen slowly walked to the dining table and shouted.

"Awake?" Qianwan closed the newspaper and said, "Let's have breakfast." ”

There were two bowls of noodles on the table, two eggs were spread, and in order to practice the "balanced nutrition" that Qianwan said, Xia Jie also boiled a bowl of carrot beef soup by the way, which looked full of color, flavor and flavor.

I have to say that Xia Jie can sit firmly on the throne of the Xia family's housekeeper, which is still a bit of a way.

"Miss, you use it slowly." Undo the apron, automatically remove the bread slices and butter that I made earlier, and then ...... very naturally

Walked over to Lin Chu's room.

Seeing Xia Jie's free and easy back, Qianwan raised her eyebrows slightly, and after eating two bites of noodles, she saw Lian Chen scooping a bowl of soup for her and handing it over, and the bowl was almost full of beef and carrots.

This...... She was disrespectful.

Quickly finished the bowl of beef, Qianwan glanced at the well-behaved child on the side, but saw that except for an omelette she gave, the rest of the milk doll didn't eat a few bites at all, and the bowl of soup didn't touch a bite.

"What, don't like to eat?"

Could it be that this milk doll likes those foods that are brown and exude a sweet and greasy taste?

Lian Chen's hand holding chopsticks paused, and he picked out a small orange carrot strip from the bowl, "I won't eat this." ”

No wonder he didn't move much in the noodles and soup.

Qianwan was stunned for a moment, then took his bowl of noodles, sandwiched all the carrots in it into his bowl, and then put the meat in his bowl into it.

Lian Chen saw her movements, his hand suddenly clenched his chopsticks, and a trace of warmth flowed through his heart.

That Zong Zhengyue didn't like to eat carrots either, and he remembered that once he had a meal, and when he saw the new imperial chef bring a bowl of cold salad and three shreds, his face immediately turned dark.

But at that time, she liked the taste very much, so she asked He Zhongshu to tell the imperial kitchen to bring it to her after the meal and open a small stove.

But I never hold a chopstick.

Qianwan handed the bowl of noodles to Lian Chen and hooked her lips, "Why don't you like to eat this?" ”

The smile on Lian Chen's face froze, "Also?" Who else but me? ”

"Well, there's a kid who, like you, hates carrots." didn't notice the change in Lian Chen's expression, and Qianwan took a carrot and put it in his mouth.

My aunt and grandmother thought that this carrot tasted good.

Speaking of which, the meals cooked by Zong Zhengyue's imperial chefs are indeed delicious, why didn't they turn two or three and throw them into the ring space in the first place......

Joking:...... Shenji, don't wander in a fugue

Lian Chen's eyelashes trembled, not missing the nostalgic look on her sister's face, and faintly with reluctance and remorse.

It turns out that I ...... It's not the only one.

That's why it's so natural to pick the carrots away for yourself?

Who is the "child" who is still talking about it by my sister?

Lian Chen picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth a little stiffly, his heart was a little sour, I don't know why, he now feels that this bowl of noodles is even more difficult to swallow.

glanced at his sister who was concentrating on eating carrots, and didn't seem to notice his emotions, Lian Chen's eyes were a little dark, and even with a very faint paranoia.

But......

Since then, my sister is the only one.

It can only be him.

……

Pleasant (??) After breakfast, Lin Chu came to check the injury on his shoulder again, and brought a new ointment to Lian Chen by the way.

Hearing Lin Chu say that the injury on his sister's shoulder was not a big problem, Lian Chen breathed a sigh of relief.