"What? My dear sister, are you giving in? But it doesn't matter, as long as you just call me good brother, we don't have to compete." Wu Chen brushed the wide sleeves of his white monk's robe and smiled considerately (cunningly).
"Who said that?"
"Let's compete!"
But Hua Qingcheng raised her hand lightly, scratched the tip of her nose with her thumb, then lifted up her sleeves and tied them tightly, looking eager to try.
Lose the battle, not the battle. As the head of the family, how could she admit defeat? Otherwise, what would happen if the wife's authority was weakened in the future?
"One hydrogen, light the incense!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, her personal maid immediately lit a stick of incense.
"I declare: the competition begins!"
Hua Qingcheng held a barbecued pork bun in each hand, taking a bite from the left and then the right...
Wu Chen, who was sitting opposite him, took half a bun in one bite and had finished ten in less than a moment.
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness!"
…
Seeing that Hua Qingcheng had not eaten even half of Wuchen's, one hydrogen, two helium, three lithium, and four beryllium immediately began to cheer her on.
As for Xia He and Qiu Shang, they knew their master's appetite very well, so they stood calmly by and watched quietly.
After a fragrant...
"Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess ate twenty-nine, and Su Mu Cejun ate one hundred and twenty-one. Su Mu Cejun wins!" Although the result was not what he wanted, Yiqing still had to announce the result of the competition.
"How...how is it? Good...sister, I...I won, right?!"
"Hurry... hurry up and call me good... ugh... good... ugh... good brother!"
Wu Chen endured the immense feeling of nausea, touched his round belly which was almost as big as Mu Lige's, and looked at Hua Qingcheng with a playful expression.
"Burp~"
"Burp~"
"Well, my word is my bond, and I will accept the loss."
Hua Qingcheng burped twice. Seeing Wu Chen trying so hard, she couldn't bear to cheat.
"Good brother~"
Hua Qingcheng's voice was clear and penetrating, which made Wu Chen smile.
"Ugh~"
However, after hearing Hua Qingcheng call him good brother as he wished, he could no longer hold back and started vomiting violently.
"Hydrogen!"
"Hurry! Go and invite Han Liangce over! Su Mucejun is too full..." Hua Qingcheng exclaimed.
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