Chapter 19 I usually engrave your preferences in my heart
Zhan Yao looked at the self-cooked demon in front of him, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Are you so familiar with him that you eat together?
The demon's eyes were firmly fixed on Zhan Yao, this is the woman who haunts her dreams!
Zhan Yao didn't want to have much to do with this national male god who directly revealed the identity of the deity, and said, "No need. โ
The demon in front of him is still too dangerous!
The demon in front of him has a good skin, handsome and extraordinary, and the jade tree is in the wind. His eyes are as bright as peach blossoms in March, and as deep as a galaxy.
The demon smiled, with a charming look, "Emperor Zhan, you shouldn't know how to cook, and it's also very troublesome to take out in this community." โ
This is a high-end community with strong confidentiality, and naturally strangers will not be allowed to come in, so the general takeaway express delivery must be confirmed by the head of the household in person!
Because, the paparazzi are the easiest to mix in these crowds!
Zhan Yao blinked, how did this person know that he couldn't cook?
And the food outside is also very unclean, I just moved in not long before I found a suitable nanny, usually go out to eat.
Because, since Xue'er had Xia Chengyu, a male ticket, her craftsmanship has fallen to the point where it is difficult to swallow!
Thinking about his nowhere to go, Zhan Yao felt a sense of powerlessness.
I saw that the demon's thin lips opened lightly, and said: "My skills are good, I can use garlic vermicelli steamed lobster, garlic fried fish, hot and sour fried squid......"
Zhan Yao was stunned, these are what he likes to eat......
After many years abroad, how much I miss the food of China, which has the taste of home......
And I don't pick my mouth, all the major cuisines in China have their favorite dishes, sour, spicy, sweet and salty, and I don't like them, and I like them lightly and strongly......
My favorite of many Chinese delicacies are these three things......
How did the person in front of him know, and he directly said that he was Zhan Yao......
The demon's eyes were clear, and he looked at the woman he loved in front of him stupidly, and his thoughts seemed to have reached the innocent era of the past.
"Brother Yuexiao, my mother's cooking is very delicious." Dumpling has loved food since she was a child, and she has a mother who is a good cook.
Fan Tuanzi frowned again, and said, "But when you grow up, you must be able to cook to be a good wife and mother, but you are not interested in medicine......
Wen Yuexiao held the delicate little hand of the powder dumpling and said, "Medicine, leave the cooking to your brother Yuexiao!" โ
When he was a child, Wen Yuexiao was determined to get this petite dumpling, but unfortunately fate made people......
The eyes of the word fan dumplings flashed with anticipation, and said: "That's great, Brother Yuexiao, you have to remember that the favorite of the medicine is steamed lobster with garlic vermicelli, fried fish with garlic, and fried squid with hot and sour ......."
The dumplings counted the dishes they liked to eat, and the little handsome guy next to him looked at him gently, and said, "Brother Yue Xiao has always kept it in mind." โ
Medicine, in fact, you have engraved all your preferences in your heart......
When he was a child, Wen Yuexiao held the little hand of the dough, and his heart was full of tenderness.
I really want to hold her hand forever......
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Zhan Yao was stunned, he actually went directly into the house of this strange man who knew his true deity?
Is this the charm of Chinese food?
The dishes he said were really exciting?
Could it be that he once really recognized himself and Zhan Yao?
Wen Yuexiao, this name is really familiar, really familiar......
A vague figure appeared in Zhan Yao's mind, as if he was a child, and he shouted affectionately, "Yaoyao-"