Chapter 361 Tushan Honghong: He likes what I cook.
Chapter 361 Tushan Honghong: He likes what I cook.
"Really? Thank you, Sister Rongrong. Sister Rongrong is the best! Sister Rongrong is so pretty, I won't dislike her~!"
Dongfang Qinlan stuck out her tongue playfully, chuckled, took Bai Qiuen's hand and followed him, looking very cool.
Bai Qiuen didn't say a word the whole time, just covered her face and lowered her head, hoping that Chen Xun didn't see her...
However, the moment he passed by Chen Xun, his eyes met Chen Xun who was also looking at him.
The eyes of both of them are so deep, calm and unfathomable that it is difficult to see each other's emotions and thoughts from their eyes.
In just a second, the two of them tacitly looked away and no one spoke, because they both knew what was going on.
The four of them entered Yaoxianzhai together and soon saw Tushan Honghong at a dining table on the third floor.
The table was filled with delicious food, steaming hot, obviously freshly cooked and not much had been eaten yet.
However, Tushan Honghong did not eat it, but picked up some food for a little boy next to her.
The only one eating was the little boy. There were two female shop assistants standing behind Tushan Honghong so that they could receive orders from the boss at any time.
"Sister Yaoxian, don't you want to eat? Do you think it's not tasty? Or is it just not to your liking?" Dongfang Yuechu looked inexplicably cute with his cheeks bulging with food as Tushan Honghong fed him.
Seeing that Sister Yaoxian kept picking up food for him but didn't eat a single bite, Dongfang Yuechu couldn't help but put down his chopsticks in confusion, and his chewing speed slowed down a lot.
The voice was unclear, but Tushan Honghong could understand what Xiaoyuechu was saying.
She pulled the corners of her mouth, trying to show a natural smile and replied, "It's delicious, but I can't eat so much... If you like it, I'll leave it all for you.
Eat slowly, there’s more! I’ll make more after you finish eating…”
That’s right, these foods are all made by Tushan Honghong herself. Look, Xiaoyue seems to like them so much, so they must be delicious.
It seems that Tushan Honghong's cooking skills have improved a lot over the years...
At least it's comparable to the skills of chefs in ordinary restaurants.
"Hmm~! What Sister Yaoxian cooks is so delicious! It's almost as good as my dad's. Mom can't cook as delicious as Sister Yaoxian's!" Dongfang Yuechu gave a very approving evaluation after swallowing the last bit of food.
In fact, there is one thing that Dongfang Yuechu didn’t say clearly, that is, his mother, Dongfang Qinlan, actually can’t cook...
"Just catching up?"
Tushan Honghong's ears drooped unhappily, and she couldn't help but mutter something in her heart, and her smiling expression faded.
Dongfang Yuechu's evaluation seemed to make her a little dissatisfied. This was not the answer she expected.
The gap between reality and expectations is too big, there will always be some disappointment.
Although Dongfang Yuechu didn't mean that her cooking skills were bad, she understood that Dongfang Yuechu was implicitly telling her that the food she cooked was not as delicious as his father's.
In other words, does that mean that my cooking skills are not very good?
Tushan Honghong's mood became slightly depressed when she thought of this, but she did not show it. Except for her pair of folded ears drooping slightly, outsiders could definitely not see any displeasure in Tushan Honghong's expression.
Although Dongfang Yuechu was lured over by Tushan Honghong with just a candied haws, he seems to have a special talent in observing people's emotions.
Dongfang Yuechu keenly noticed that Sister Yaoxian's beautiful folded ears drooped slightly, which happened the next moment after he finished speaking.
A thought involuntarily emerged in his mind: Sister Demon Fairy seems very unhappy?
why?
Because of what I just said?
Dongfang Yuechu, who was only eight years old, seemed to be particularly sensitive to emotions. He quickly guessed the reason why Sister Yaoxian was unhappy.
After all, his mother was unhappy sometimes, and as long as he made her happy, she would reward him with a candied haws from the candied haws string she had left over.
"Actually, Fairy Sister's is the best, the flavors are just different. I still like Fairy Sister's cooking~!"
When Dongfang Yuechu saw that Sister Yaoxian was unhappy, he quickly reorganized his words and smiled as he handed the fried meatball skewers that he was reluctant to eat to Tushan Honghong's mouth.
Tushan Honghong was stunned when she heard Dongfang Yuechu's words. She looked at the fried meatball skewers that the other party handed to her mouth, and then glanced at the little guy's slightly reluctant eyes. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
"Thank you." Tushan Honghong subconsciously opened her mouth and bit the first meatball, then reached out and took the meat skewers from Dongfang Yuechu's hand.
"It's delicious..." Tushan Honghong ate slowly and elegantly. It seemed that as the boss of Tushan, Tushan Honghong paid much attention to the details of etiquette.
Of course, facing most unreasonable guys, Tushan Honghong still feels that fists are more practical.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Fairy Sister opened her mouth and took a bite of the fried meatball that I handed to her,
For a moment, Dongfang Yuechu seemed to see a hint of pink blush spread across Sister Yaoxian's face.
At that moment, he suddenly felt that Sister Fairy had really turned into a fairy who had come down to earth. His heart skipped a beat and his breathing slowed down involuntarily.
There was only one thought left in my mind, if only Sister Yaoxian could stay with me forever,
Every time he saw those adults looking at Sister Fairy with a look that made him uncomfortable, he felt very unhappy.
Dongfang Yuechu unconsciously had a subconscious reaction, which was to hate all the opposite sex who approached Sister Yaoxian with bad intentions.
But he is only eight years old now and cannot truly understand how he feels...
At this moment, Tushan Honghong suddenly felt a few eyes on her, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
Looking in the direction of the gaze, she saw several familiar people.
It was Tushan Rongrong and the others who had just entered Yaoxianzhai and followed Tushan Honghong to find her.
"...Third sister?"
When Tushan Honghong saw who was coming, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted her facial expression and looked at them calmly.
Then Tushan Honghong finished the fried meat skewers in one bite, put down the bamboo sticks, and looked calm as if nothing had happened.
"Sister, what are you doing..." Tushan Rongrong's mouth twitched, her expression a little broken, she seemed to have seen something extraordinary.
But she still maintained her tone as calm as possible, pretending to have seen nothing and asked.
"Hmm~?" Tushan Honghong tilted her head after hearing this and looked at her third sister in confusion, not understanding what her third sister's expression was.
Why is my third sister looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?
Bang~!
Dongfang Qinlan didn't pay attention and didn't hold the meatball firmly in her hand. The meatball, which was only one left, fell freely to the ground, bounced a few times and made a slight sound.
Because the entire third floor was contracted by Tushan Honghong and there was a soundproof formation, the sound of the meatballs falling was enough to attract the attention of everyone living there.
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