The Fat Chef rubbed his hands and asked smilingly. Qin ruocheu looked at Shen Musheng and Shen Musheng said, "first, the soup is better for girls, then Dishes can be a little spicy There are no other requirements. There are two more signature dishes. By the way, the crabs in this season are very good, and there are some steamed crabs. "

After Shen Musheng finished, the Fat Chef smiled at Qin ruocheu and said, "it's best for girls to drink black chicken soup to make up their bodies..."

Shen Musheng looks at Qin ruocheu with his eyebrows raised. Qin ruocheu is stunned and nods, "I can do it, I don't pick food..."

Shen Musheng just nodded. The Fat Chef happily closed the door and went out. Qin ruocheu was still biting his lips. She remembered that Shen Musheng didn't seem to eat spicy food very much. During the meal, the aunt at home took care of Shen Musheng's appetite and didn't cook spicy dishes. Shen Musheng once told her about it

Qin ruocheu looks at Shen Musheng, who is drinking tea quietly. "You don't like spicy food. How can you order spicy food?"

Qin ruocheu blinked and waited for Shen to answer. Shen gave her a cold look and finally focused on the cup in his hand. He frowned a little. It seemed that the tea was not very appetizing to him.

"I don't like it. You like it..." Shen Musheng's thin lips lifted lightly, and a word floated gently into Qin ruocheu's ear.

Then Qin ruocheu blushed. She really liked spicy food. But since she lived in the imperial court, in order to take care of Shen Musheng's taste, she basically put an end to spicy dishes. Sometimes, she can't help salivating.

But Qin ruocheu didn't understand, "I I didn't tell you. How do you know? " Qin ruocheu asked with his head raised.

Shen chuckled and did not answer Qin's question.

Qin ruocheu started to pucker up his mouth and turned his eyes to the strange old pine tree that was facing the sliding door

When Shen Musheng heard Qin ruocheu's childish mumble, he couldn't help laughing again.

After a while, the door was pushed open. The Fat Chef came in with a casserole in his hand. Qin ruocheu's nose smelt a fragrance sensitively as soon as he entered the door.

"Wow It smells good! " Qin ruocheu turned around and couldn't help shouting.

The Fat Chef laughingly put the steaming casserole in the middle of the table, and then lifted the lid of the casserole with his hands wearing insulating gloves. "White jade black chicken soup, stewed with the black chicken just killed, Huaishan, and all kinds of Chinese herbal medicines to replenish blood and improve Qi, although it's not the old soup slowly stewed on a small fire, the taste is definitely not worse than the old soup..."

Listening to the introduction of Fat Chef, Qin ruocheu's eyes had already fallen into the casserole.

Especially when the lid of the pot is opened, the fragrance can't stop it. Qin ruocheu swallows.

When the Fat Chef went out, Qin ruocheu couldn't wait to get the spoon. When his hand reached half, he was beaten by Shen Musheng. Qin ruocheu took back his hand wrongly, and watched Shen Musheng take the spoon, then scooped up half of the bowl of chicken and soup.

Qin ruocheu is not happy. She is hungry. Shen Musheng, a big man, wants to rob her. It's so ungracious

Qin ruocheu despised Shen Musheng from head to foot. In this gap, Shen Musheng had put the spoon down.

Qin ruocheu was just about to get a spoon. He grabbed a small bowl with a strong arm and put it down in front of her. He also took the empty bowl in front of her.

Qin ruocheu's head was blank for three seconds when he looked at the black chicken soup, which smelled hot. Then he looked at Shen Musheng.

Shen Musheng didn't even look at her. He was still in the soup. "Didn't he drool because he was hungry just now? Are you ready to eat? "

Qin ruochu quickly picked up the spoon and took two mouthfuls of it, which was inconvenient. He changed it into chopsticks.

The chicken stewed in the fire is ready to melt at the entrance, with a faint taste of traditional Chinese medicine. It's really delicious. Qin ruocheu nodded as he ate it, and said, "well It's so delicious... "

Shen Musheng slowly took a sip of soup and looked at Qin ruocheu's snacks in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile. He never knew that Qin ruocheu had such a side, but he was still such a deeply hidden snack.

Most of the bowls were eaten. Qin ruocheu didn't feel it at all. It was mainly because the bowl was too small and beautiful. Isn't it good enough to eat? And it was still so hungry.

It can be seen that Qin ruocheu was not full. Shen Musheng opened his mouth before she started to add the second bowl.

"Keep a little stomach. I will eat later. How can I eat when I'm full of soup..."

Qin ruocheu left his mouth. Although he was hungry, he knew that Shen Musheng was right.

She put down the spoon and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"Today, I was brought out for dinner, and I ordered some soup specially according to my taste What is the purpose? " Qin ruozu's eyes stared at Shen Musheng, as if they were in Shen's heart.

Shen Musheng coughed and looked away What's the purpose? Can't you come out for dinner? "

In fact, Shen Musheng was really afraid of Qin ruocheu's anger. This meal was more or less like an apology. After all, the appearance of an Qing and Shen Shen had an impact on Qin ruocheu's speech, even though she didn't have any complaints.

Qin ruocheu still had a smile on his face, but when Shen Musheng didn't pay attention, he lowered his eyes and hid all the emotions in them.

When he raised his head again, Qin ruocheu recovered his beautiful face. "It's very lovely. You have such a big son without any reason. Smile. In other words, it can also be called my mother..." Qin said in a joking tone.

Shen Musheng's eyes were deep and fixed on Qin ruocheu for a moment. He understood Qin ruocheu's temperament a little, knowing that this was not what she would say.

“…… What are you looking at me for? I'm telling you the truth. You don't like Shen Shen. He is also your son anyway. Moreover, Shen Shen is very nice and lovely... " Qin ruochu's eyes also set on Shen Musheng.

Qin ruocheu had a sweet smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. She didn't know why she said such words. It was clearly not her intention, but Qin ruocheu just couldn't control herself.

“…… Enough. " Shen Musheng squinted his eyes. His face was cold as if he could make ice.

Qin ruocheu's smile froze, and then an inch disappeared. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and clutched her hands.