Qin Fanfan had just walked in when Xie Chuxue followed in with a swagger. He smiled and waved, "Hi, everyone. I'm here to reward you."
"Dear nephews."
"What?" Ye Qiao didn't understand.
Mingxuan: “…Run!!”
Ye Qiao, a newcomer, didn't understand what he meant by reward. Ming Xuan grabbed her and tried to run away, explaining as he ran, "It means that Junior Master Uncle is going to cook for us as a reward."
The experience of Xie Chuxue roasting them was still fresh in people’s memory.
Is his cooking good enough for human consumption?
Xie Chuxue's dear nephews ran faster than dogs.
Facts have proved that your uncle-master is always your uncle-master. They were caught after running a few steps.
“Don’t be so dejected.” Xie Chuxue said in a lively and cute tone: “Hey, hey, hey, aren’t you going to compete? I’ll cook for you in the top ten finals.”
"Reward Ye Qiao. Rewarding her is enough."
"Oh, right, right. And Mingxuan, they are both at the front of the competition. We can survive by eating some dirt."
Struggling was useless. Xie Chuxue brought the prepared chicken soup to each of them. Ye Qiao hesitated for a long time and looked at the senior brother for a few seconds. Seeing Zhou Xingyun drink it, she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
Zhou Xingyun showed no emotion and replied in the same low voice: "It tastes bad."
Ye Qiao swallowed and took a tentative bite.
She found that saying it tasted bad was a compliment to Xie Chuxue. It could destroy the kitchen and even poison the king's cooking skills. It was hard to imagine how Mingxuan and the others grew up safely in Xie Chuxue's hands.
"Aha." After Ye Qiao finished drinking, her face twisted and she decided to save herself.
"Ah? Song Hansheng." The girl lowered her eyes and opened the jade slip and pretended, "What? Ye Qinghan wants to invite me to dinner?"
"Oh oh oh, Duan Hengdao and the others are here too, right? I'll be over right away."
"What? You mean Si Miaoyan and the others are here too? Okay, no problem. I'll go right away."
“???” Under her pressure, it seemed as if all the disciples of the five sects came to her for dinner.
Ye Qiao used this as an excuse to quickly run away.
Xie Chuxue muttered, blinking her light brown eyes: "What a blow."
Only four people were left with their eyes wide open: "?"
No. Take me with you.
Is there any meal they can't have together? ! !
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