Male God Please Lie Down

It tastes very delicious. It tastes delicious. It is really smooth and moist. In terms of taste, it is crispy and waxy, soft and crunchy. It is even more rare that it tastes from the entrance to the chewing. It's like a whole body, and it's absolutely not juicy and light. It can be called a must.

Every time, after eating the dishes made by Yin Qingming, Ye Wuchen felt that she knew her for the first time.

After the introduction, Yin Qingming also sat down and ate with him.

When two people ate, Qingming made a meat dish, a vegetable dish, and a soup.

After eating, Ye Wuchen went out again because of something.

Yin Qingming continued as usual, eating and drinking, nothing else to do.

At night, she fell asleep to a certain point and woke up automatically.

The biological clock has been fixed, and it is usually at this point that it is time for Ye Wuchen to eat.

But when I opened my eyes today, Ye Wuchen did not come.

Yin Qingming sat up holding the quilt, a little dazed.

When he was startled, the door was pushed in.

Ye Wuchen walked in with a touch of cold wind.

Seeing Yin Qingming sitting there, Ye Wuchen's mouth was filled with a smile, "Are you waiting for me?"

He asked with a smile.

"Uh……"

Yin Qingming was slightly startled, and finally lifted the quilt and stood up.

She was wearing a jacket, and put on the clothes one by one.

"His Royal Highness, I came back very late today!"

The two of them talked and laughed as they walked outside.

"Ok!"

Ye Wuchen nodded slightly, and then said, "The truth about your family's affairs has been revealed."

"what?"

At the words Ye Wuchen said, Yin Qingming opened his mouth wide in shock, looking at him incredulously.

"Yes!"

Ye Wuchen stretched out her hand and gently closed her mouth.

"How to say!?"

Yin Qingming asked again.

"I'll tell you when it's finished!"

After speaking, Ye Wuchen floated towards the kitchen.

Yin Qingming stomped his feet, and quickly followed.

After Ye Wuchen walked into the kitchen, she looked around, and finally decided to live in to make noodles.

The first is simple. On the second night, before going to bed, eating a little porridge or this kind of noodles is the easiest to digest.

At the moment, I knead a dough with eggs first, and then roll it out into fine filaments by hand.

In the pot of chicken soup, the silver silk noodles are cooked thoroughly.

This put the noodles in a large bowl with only a little soup in it.

Later...she fried the shrimps, sea cucumbers, magnolia slices and other auxiliary ingredients, made toppings, and poured them on the silver noodles.

A fragrant bowl of noodles was delivered to Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen took the chopsticks and ate.

Yin Qingming made another pot of tea and put it aside, resting his cheeks in his hands, quietly staring at Ye Wuchen while eating noodles.

Ye Wuchen looked up and looked at Yin Qingming's gaze without squinting. He faintly shifted his eyes away.

He continued to lower his head to eat the noodles. After he finished eating, Yin Qingming put on the hot kerchief and asked him to wipe his hands and mouth.

After he finished wiping, he quickly brought him a cup of fragrant tea and rinsed his mouth.

The mouthwash was quickly picked up with a jade pot, and then he passed the veil and wiped his mouth.

After this series of things were done, I then really handed over the tea I had just made.