No, not virtuous.

It's about attaching importance to that Mr. Qin.

Chibul thought, but his movements were not slow at all, and he chased after him at an unusually fast pace.

Just kidding, the food cooked by the marshal of their family is not in the sky or on the earth.

You don't have to eat it once in 10 years.

finally bumped into it, and if he didn't rub the rice, he would be a fool.

Chibul suddenly felt that he had gained something from his duty today.

Such a good thing must not be told to that herd!

The news of the marshal's cooking, he had to hold it tightly.

One more person, one less bite for oneself.

However, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

Yan Tao entered the kitchen with his front foot, and Qibul, who was waiting outside with his back foot, met Yan Rong and Song Yefeng who hurried over.

Both of them were in a hurry.

It actually used mental power.

When he rushed over, one left and one right directly joined forces to throw out Qibul, who was waiting for food.

The path outside the kitchen was crowded with people on the inside and outside floors.

The three officials of Song Leaf are the largest, and they stand at the forefront in a grand manner.

Standing behind him were the men who were waiting in the marshal's house.

I also heard the news that the marshal was going to cook in person, and one or two came over to see the excitement.

With their status, they naturally can't eat the food cooked by the marshal.

But if you can't eat it, it's good to look at it and smell it.

The most important thing is......

I heard that the marshal of his family cooked for a man.

This man had lived in the marshal's mansion some time ago.

It is human nature to like to watch the excitement.

A group of people stood cautiously, peeking out into the kitchen, and gossiping about the marshal's gossip.

"I don't know where this Mr. Qin came from?"

"That's it! I've heard people say that last time this gentleman spent some time in the Marshal's Palace. At that time, the marshal didn't pay much attention to him. On the contrary, Mr. Qin is chasing after our marshal. ”

“…… Is it possible, caught up? ”

"I guess so! If you think about it, the marshal has personally cooked for this Mr. Qin. Tsk, in the Marshal's Mansion, except for Lord Yunkuo, where can anyone enjoy this honor. Isn't it what is it that you have chased? ”

“…… Oops, what if you catch it. The marshal is a young man, and his lovers are all over the world. Things that the whole empire knows, liking the new and hating the old is definitely a good character of our marshal......"

"Anyway, Mr. Qin is definitely different, the marshal has never cooked for his lover before."

“…… Well, you're right. ”

“……”

Although the distance between the people outside is quite far from the kitchen, there are too many people, and the discussion is really not small.

One by one, they all entered Qin Zong's ears.

The man leaned against the wall.

Feng's eyes were as heavy as an abyss, and he raised his lips as if he was smiling: "Young talent, merry all over the world." ”

"Sounds like a good compliment."

Marshal Yan of the Megatron Empire heard this, and his fingers trembled.

She furrowed her pretty eyebrows a little bitterly: after grabbing her little tail, she didn't seem to be about to let go.

I'm ready to sign up like this forever.

She had to think of a way to get herself out of trouble.

Countless thoughts flashed through Young Master Yan's heart, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

The fish is cut into slices as thin as a cicada's wings.

The texture is smooth and delicate.

Pick up a slice and you can almost see the sunlight passing through the slices of fish.

Yan Tao pursed his lips and smiled.

To deal with a foodie, it is natural to grab his stomach.

And her family indulges ...... It's a hidden foodie.

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