Chapter 412 Medicinal Diet

but.

  The fish made by my daughter must also be eaten.

  Chi Yun nodded and agreed without hesitation, but Yu Guang still couldn't help but looked into the kitchen.

  ……

  Daughter has a serious face.

  Fu Shiyan still looks dignified and elegant.

  Slow cooking is obviously an action that is contaminated with smoke and fire, but it looks very serious when a man makes it, as if it is dealing with art, and generally teaches people that they can’t fault it for a while.

  But this is not the most important thing.

  Poor Chi Yun took a few bites with a reluctant expression on his face, and finally remembered something slowly, like waking up from a dream, lowered his voice, and then pulled his wife aside.

  While everyone around was paying attention to other things, he quickly lowered his voice, expressing his inner doubts.

   "Wife, my daughter's cooking skills seem to be different from what I imagined..."

   But as soon as this word came out, Qiao Yuechu's stare immediately got.

   "What's different, you just said that our daughter's food is delicious, I don't care, I will finish it quickly!"

  Chi Yun: "……"

  There are also netizens who are also depressed.

  The netizens hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but laughed.

  【Hahahaha, mom, you completely forgot about your facial expression management just now! 】

  【Hahahahaha, I guess what this mother is thinking is, anyway, it's not me who eats, since it's you, then eat it all. 】

  【It's a wife, that's right. 】

  【But if anyone can let me eat the food that Weiwei personally cooks, don’t say it is a dark dish, even the double darkness, I can also tolerate it! 】

  Everyone quickly said that if you can eat yourself, you can bear it.

   just then.

  Chi Wei did not know where he conjured another bowl.

  The little girl's expression was faint, and she didn't have any emotional fluctuations, but as soon as the things were put out, everyone was stinky immediately, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

   is a bowl of chicken soup.

  But the air is full of the smell of herbs, covering up everything else.

  I saw Qiao Yuechu's look a little bit confused before a glance, but he didn't hesitate to bring this bowl of chicken soup to Qiao Yuechu. before.

  The little girl had a faint expression, but she could hear a concern in her voice. She quickly explained the reason why this bowl of chicken soup was so smelly.

  "The soup boiled with the collected herbs can beautify your face and prolong your life. You should like it."

  In fact, recipes are also amazing things in this world. If you make them well, you can use recipes to control your body’s balance, but if it’s not good, that’s another matter.

  But Ikemi. The touch-screen menu will naturally not have any major problems. It may be a little hard to explain in terms of taste, but the function is definitely immediate.

So after the chicken soup was cooked, the first reaction of the little girl was to serve the mother a bowl. After all, the mother seemed to really pay attention to maintenance, not to mention that she had spent a lot of time and money just now. It took a lot of energy to make myself look a little younger.

  It would be better to solve it from the root cause.

only.

  Qiao Yuechu, who was suddenly stuffed with a bowl of chicken soup, has not reacted until now. What happened in this?

   However, I subconsciously took a sip of the medicated diet.

  (End of this chapter)