However, now the clingy one is acting up, putting on a cold exterior and seeming unapproachable.
But Song Xiwei felt that this kind of Aoqian had a different meaning.
She didn't feel like she was being treated coldly at all.
When they arrived at the destination, Song Xiwei finally understood why Aoqian had reacted so strongly earlier.
The delicacies on this table are more abundant than any meal we've had before.
Moreover, based on her experience of eating Aoqian's cooking over such a long time, these meals were not made by someone else.
No wonder Aoqian was so emotional.
I almost let Aoqian work for nothing.
Song Xiwei's cooking skills are no match for Aoqian's exquisite skills, but she knows very well that cooking requires care and patience to do well.
Aoqian simply created these delicious dishes in the kitchen, and I should cherish them no matter what.
Song Xiwei, ever the social butterfly, picked up her chopsticks and had just picked up a piece of braised pork rib. It looked so tempting, just the way she liked it. Just as she was about to take a bite, Ao Qian slapped her hand. "Did I tell you to eat it?"
"Eh? Didn't Your Majesty say that I should have breakfast with you?" Song Xiwei looked at Aoqian with a surprised expression.
In the past, every time they ate, Aoqian would watch her finish eating.
She wouldn't believe it if you said that such a large table of delicious food wasn't specially prepared for her.
Because these flavors are all her personal preferences.
"I asked you to keep me company, not to eat. Put your chopsticks down," Ao Qian said expressionlessly.
Song Xiwei was stunned.
"Are you serious?" she asked Aoqian.
"When have I ever not been serious about you?" Ao Qian's eyes flickered with a fire that Song Xiwei could not understand.
Under Aoqian's intense gaze, she lost her balance and dropped the braised pork ribs from her chopsticks, forcing her to put them down.
But in her heart, she felt that Aoqian was just saying it casually, and that he couldn't possibly finish all that food by himself.
She thought to herself that she would definitely find a way to back down later.
However, Aoqian began his performance.
"This gourd-shaped chicken dish, with the feet, beak, and internal organs removed, uses chicken from Luhua City, which is very tender. After adding cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns, and star anise, it's steamed in a rich broth for a full hour. Then the chicken is soaked in the broth to absorb the flavor, and finally, the oil is heated and the chicken is fried until crispy and golden brown. This gourd-shaped chicken, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, isn't even the best dish of today's breakfast..."
Aoqian usually doesn't write such long essays when he has cooked a meal.
Today, however, he changed his ways and actually talked a lot about the process of making the dish before even putting down his chopsticks.
Just by listening, seeing, and smelling, Song Xiwei originally thought that her fasting technique was so well-practiced that she could completely resist her cravings.
But now my mouth is completely watering.
I'm already drooling uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, Ao Qian continued cooking the next dish...
Song Xiwei couldn't bear the torture any longer, and before Aoqian could give her a way out, she begged for mercy.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong. It wasn't that I wanted to have breakfast with you; it was that I was craving it. I was craving the breakfast you made for me. I really know I was wrong." Song Xi looked at Ao Qian with a bitter expression.
She imitated Aoqian's pitiful look.
She blinked at Aoqian, trying to squeeze out a few tears of grievance, but Aoqian ignored her expressionlessly.
"It's your business if you're craving it, but am I supposed to cook it for you just because you're craving it? Do you think I'm that degrading? Isn't my time precious? Am I, the Demon Lord, just your cook?" Ao Qian coldly shut her down.
Song Xiwei was initially pretending to be wronged, but now she was genuinely wronged.
"Didn't you make it for me to eat?" Song Xiwei was afraid that Aoqian would say no, even if it was just said in anger, she would still feel very sad and upset.
"So what if I made it for you? All you do is yell at me and give me perfunctory answers. You think three meals a day are nothing special and you don't care how much I put in for them. Anyway, I won't bother you anymore. I'm not making a fool of myself." However, Aoqian did not deny it, but his words still pierced her heart with pain.
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