This kind of taste is indeed very pleasing, there is no stamina, the taste is sweet, and there is no lack of wine aroma, and the ginger roll drank all the cups in one go.

Put the empty cup on the table, and there is already a smart housekeeper who quickly removed the cup and replaced it with a new one.

Jiang Juan glanced at the side where Qi Xi was sitting again, this time Qi Xi was not drinking, he took a silver fork and was eating a small snack next to him.

Most of the food eaten by the interstellar people is not like this, and Ginger Roll has never tasted the food cooked by the royal chef, but Dr. Erun has heard it mentioned that the food she makes is much better than the chef here.

Jiang Juan didn't think that her cooking skills were the best in the world, but she had studied this aspect of food for a long time, and her skills were among the best, and she didn't have too many illusions about the food on the table.

After all, from the point of view of appearance, it does not conform to the aesthetics of ginger rolls, and one or two dishes are acceptable.

At this moment, Qi Xi's fork was a piece of orange snack, square, but the size of a knuckle, he unhurriedly handed the fork to his lips, opened his lips, and bit the snack in.

Jiang Juan felt that this was not a delicious dim sum at all, but a delicious highness.

She also forked a piece of exactly the same thing, and found that it was not unpalatable in the mouth, on the contrary, the taste was quite good, and there was nothing stiff or weird.

Of course, compared with what she usually does, there is still a big gap.

Dr. Erun next to him has been fed by the food she made these days, and he is not very interested in seeing these foods, but when he saw that her expression was normal, he also symbolically forked a piece and put it in his mouth.

After only two chews, he leaned over to the ginger roll and said, "Roll the roll, this thing is really unpalatable." ”

Dr. Eron's face was about to wrinkle into a bitter gourd face, and he looked so unpalatable that it exploded.

Jiang Juan took a small fork and forked a piece of it on his table, and then, it also became a bitter gourd face.

It's all the same dim sum, but are they made by two chefs?

Jiang Juan kindly brought the plate of dim sum on his table to Dr. Yilun: "Doctor, you can eat my plate, it tastes okay." ”

Dr. Erun tasted a piece of it in disbelief, and when she finished eating, she did not immediately express her thoughts, but ate the other snacks on her table, and after eating, ate what was on her own table.

Jiang Juan didn't understand what he meant by doing this, and stared at him with his head propped up until Dr. Erun put down his fork and said, "Feelings are a banquet for a person and a group of people. ”

Jiang Juan was even more confused: "Doctor, what do you mean?" ”

Dr. Yi Lun's heart was very sour at the moment, his gaze drifted lightly in a certain direction, and he quickly retracted his gaze, and sighed at Jiang Juan: "It's not interesting, Juanjuan, you will know later, now all you can do is to share the food on your table with the doctor." ”

Ginger Roll generously brought everything to Dr. Eron's table.

Dr. Erun thought to himself, someone is probably going to be sour, too.

Because he was afraid of being discovered, Jiang Juan didn't pay too much attention to Qi Xi's body.

She wasn't sure if His Highness had any memories of the game, or if he had memories of the game, but she just thought of it as a game.

Jiang Juan thinks that the luckiest one may be His Highness, and he still remembers and likes her.