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Chapter 442 Chapter 442: There are also old tricks like amnesia

Chapter 442 Chapter 442: There are also old tricks like amnesia
Chu Yao tasted all the four dishes and one soup, and looked at the man opposite him with bright eyes.

Bo Nanxian met her gaze, with anticipation hidden in his eyes, and his voice was calm: "Is the taste okay?"

Chu Yao shook her head, and the man's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly.

Shaking your head, do you think it's not delicious?
He was feeling uneasy, but Chu Yao gave him a thumbs up, with a bright smile on his face, "It's delicious."

Bo Nanxian's frowning brows instantly relaxed, and her thin red lips also evoked a smile, "Then eat more."

He used the serving chopsticks to pick up the vegetables and put them in Chuyao's bowl.

She lowered her eyes and began to eat seriously.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious, Chuyao cast admiring glances at the man from time to time, and finally she praised: "You are a good cook who was delayed by the boss."

"Really?" A smile flashed across Bo Nanxian's eyes, "It's a pity that I don't cook for others casually."

Having said that, Chuyao suddenly remembered something, and a trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful peach eyes: "That's not right."

"what happened?"

"You... didn't you know how to cook before?"

Chuyao still remembered that she had eaten coriander salad made by a man... oh no, it was cucumber salad.

It was quite unpalatable. At that time, she thought it was shameful to waste food, so she tried her best to finish it.

I have to say that Chu Yao really got to the point. Bo Nanxian met her gaze, and there were three points of bewilderment, three points of bewilderment, and four points of shock in the dark and deep eyes.

He really doesn't seem to be able to cook.

Who made this table dish?
Bo Nanxian frowned and looked at the fragrant four dishes and one soup on the table.

Chu Yao looked at the man's expression and asked, "Did you learn to cook later?"

Bo Nanxian: "..."

No.

He remembered very clearly that he had no experience of learning to cook at all.

Could it be... talent?

Because he likes Chuyao so much, he directly inspired this talent?

Obviously it's impossible, there is only one reason, but Bo Nanxian doesn't know.

This is a skill added to him by the person who modified the plot of the novel.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Chu Yao didn't ask any more questions and continued to enjoy the food.

Bo Nanxian looked at her, and was about to say something when a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he pursed his thin lips, and said hesitantly: "I used to like to cook."

"Ah?" Chu Yao seemed to have discovered a new continent, "Then why didn't it happen later?"

"Well, I lost a memory."

"........."

There is also such an old trick as amnesia?

The original book didn't introduce too much about Bo Nanxian, so Chu Yao didn't find it strange.

"That's it." Chu Yao nodded, without further questioning.

The two ate four dishes and one soup for a CD, mainly relying on Chu Yao's combat effectiveness.

Bo Nanxian was very happy that she liked to eat the meals she cooked, but worried that she would be too full, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine, what's the matter?" Chu Yao blinked suspiciously.

The man said lightly: "It's fine."

After Chuyao thought about it, she immediately understood what the other party meant, and quickly rolled up her sleeves, "Don't worry, I'll do the dishes."

"No, I'll come."

Chu Yao felt that he was just pretending to be polite, "You cook, I wash the dishes, it should be."

"I'll just come." Bo Nanxian said, holding the girl's slender and white hand, and said in a deep and serious voice, "You eat, I wash the dishes, it should be."

Chu Yao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect such a good thing to happen?
Can you enjoy delicious food without doing housework?
(End of this chapter)

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