Princess Against the World

Ah Niu paused for a moment before serving the rice, then smiled and said, "What? Does it taste bad??"

Ling Luoyu took a bite of pancakes, and his eyes flickered: "No, it's just that I'm used to the taste of this kind of home-cooked dishes, why don't you make something like a big restaurant!"

A Niu raised his head in shock: "The taste of the big restaurant...?"

"That's right, the taste of a big restaurant!! You are all home-cooked dishes, and I can cook them too, nothing special..."

There was a hint of disappointment in Ah Niu's eyes, and then the indiscernible flash disappeared: "What do you want to eat?"

"What to eat... Anyway, I haven't eaten it, so I'm curious. For example, the taste of dragon liver and phoenix brain... Anyway, it's not the taste of your vegetables and mushrooms..."

Ling Luoyu's chopsticks were picking and pulling the vegetables casually, turning a blind eye to Ah Niu's excitement.

The room fell into a momentary silence, and Ling Luoyu could clearly feel the breath oozing from A Niu's body.

It was an aura of oppression, a bit tyrannical and domineering.

But that breath disappeared in a blink of an eye, and when she caught it again, it had already disappeared.

A Niu put down his chopsticks sullenly: "What you said... I can't cook... I can cook these simple dishes!!"

After a brief pause, he pointed to the food.

"Chicken and vegetables are all stolen from others, and mushrooms are picked in the mountains... If you want to eat dragon liver and phoenix brain, I don't have that... and I won't make it!!"

Ling Luoyu bit the pancake, looked at him sideways, and teased and chuckled calmly.

"I thought you could do everything... Seriously, it's not uncommon for a big man to cook vegetables, but pancakes are unusual... Who taught you??"

She talked and talked, and then brought the topic to the person who taught him how to cook.

Ling Luoyu had an intuition in her heart that the person who taught Ah Niu to cook might be the center of the story.

Sure enough, whenever this person was mentioned, Ah Niu's eyes would turn wrong.

He sat there silently, biting the pancake in his mouth, chewing and swallowing unconsciously, then took another bite, and chewed and swallowed again.

Ling Luoyu didn't urge her, but just sat there silently eating with him, but her eyes were fixed on him.

After a long time, she tilted her head and whispered: "The one who taught you how to cook...is your wife?!"

Ah Niu seemed to have been touched, suddenly raised his head, and looked into her eyes burningly.

"What do you mean??"

"It's nothing... I just think that those who can cook are all women... You know how to cook, you must have learned from your wife... What? I'm wrong? Is it because you don't have a wife, or is it from your daughter-in-law? Learned?!"

Ling Luoyu continued following this question decisively and sharply.

Ah Niu's reaction proved her guess was right! !

The man who taught him to cook has an absolute story.

Ah Niu's breathing gradually became rapid, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"What about you? Do you have a sweetheart?!"

Ling Luoyu raised her eyebrows indifferently, thinking that your words turned quickly, and your ability to climb up the pole is not small.

Immediately took a sip of gruel: "Do you think a person with my appearance...will have a sweetheart?!"

"Then how about I be your sweetheart..."

"puff!"

Ling Luoyu's mouthful of porridge, including water and rice, sprayed on A Niu's face.

"You... what did you say??"

"I said... I'll be your sweetheart!!" There was rice hanging on his head, but he didn't intend to wipe it off at all.