Hua Yi did not dare to be interested in this at all, “Mind your own business.”
She feigned a yawn and dismissed Yun Xi early. After lying under the quilt for a while, listening to the noises outside, she rolled over and got up again, put on an outer shirt and went to the kitchen, grabbing duck necks in the stove to nibble on. Although the chef Jiang’s handiwork has never been sent to her room, but Hua Yi night and night to the kitchen, quite a bit of “mountains do not come over I’ll go over” bold, eat a lot of flavor, not happy.
I do not know whether it is recently eaten too much, or the reason why the weather is warming up, Hua Yi’s appetite is suddenly poor, the next few nights did not go to the kitchen, go to bed early will be the Lord of the Week, and do not want to get up in the morning, should be the old saying that the spring sleep does not sleep in the morning.
She did not go to the kitchen, but someone disappointed, the moon in the middle of the sky, Teng Feng Yuan from the kitchen beams tumbled down, black silhouette hidden in the darkness of the night, with a little bit of the vexation of the world. So after a few days, he called Jiang chef over, not salty and said your craft seems to have regressed.
Just in the prime of the river chef scared shivering like sieve chaff, flopped down on his knees, “I don’t know the girls’ tastes, please forgive me, I will go back to try to figure out.”
Jiang chef is the palace chef, the craft is not bad, helpless to be ostracized by the villain was expelled from the palace, was Teng Feng Yuan recruited over. That night Jiang chef night did not sleep, busy researching new dishes to go, the heart complained, I do not know which woman told the godfather, really is a woman and the villain is difficult to feed also.