Chapter 392 (1/2)

But Ji Feiyue thought of the last time who told her about Wei Jinchen's cooking, so she couldn't help swallowing her saliva and pushed his chopsticks away with a dry smile.

”That... That, I eat, I eat.” Ji Feiyue didn't say that she didn't want to eat, because it was too hard. After all, people worked hard to make a big table.

It doesn't matter whether it's delicious or not. What's important is that he has that intention.

Wei Jin Chen didn't say anything. He put the eggs in Ji Fei Yue's bowl and put the chopsticks down. He just watched Ji Fei Yue slowly pick up the tableware.

Su Li is also curious about the taste of his young master's cooking this time. It should be OK. After all, the selling looks are better than before.

With two strong lines of vision, Ji Fei Yue's hand holding chopsticks does not shake, how can she suddenly have the illusion that she is going to the battlefield?

Ji Feiyue is a little sad about his idea. He picks up the egg with chopsticks and slowly puts it into his mouth.

Sweet taste gradually full of the whole mouth, let her can't help blinking.

How is it sweet?

She thought he made salted eggs.

However, Wei Jinchen's dishes are far more delicious than she imagined. She can't help nodding, ”they taste good.”

Smell speech, in the Mou of Wei Jin Chen apparent peep out a few minutes joyful, push a dish of Shanghai green to Ji Fei Yue's front again, ”taste this.”

Ji Fei Yue picks the next eyebrow and picks up the Shanghai green in front of him. Without saying a word, he bites.

A strange smell suddenly filled the mouth.

Sweet again!?

What the hell?

He didn't put sugar as salt, did he!?

Ji Feiyue's head crossed several black lines in an instant.

”How does it taste?” Wei Jin Chen doesn't make a voice to ask a way.