Pillow Love: The princess pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger

"Get up!" Gong Zhuowan quickly restrained his expression and said to Zhao Chunhua.

Only then did Zhao Chunhua lightly salute, stood up, and said, "General, please come in. The cold dishes are all ready. When the general arrives, the hot dishes will be served immediately."

Zhao Chunhua is surprisingly gentle today, his clothes and attire are so in line with Gong Zhuowan's mind, he is very surprised why Zhao Chunhua has such a change, it should be said... why does Zhao Chunhua suddenly have such a change?

Gong Zhuowan didn't ask anything, but just followed Zhao Chunhua into the room.

After the two walked a few steps, Gong Zhuowan noticed that the furnishings in the room were different. [

There was no more Zhao Chunhua's style in this room, and it was no longer the seriousness that gave people a headache at first glance. Instead, it became warm and warm, which made him feel... a feeling of being valued by others.

Maybe this is the man's self-esteem at work, but he really feels very comfortable.

Zhao Chunhua took two steps, and seeing Gong Zhuowan's expression, he knew that his plan had succeeded a lot, and he was secretly happy, thinking that Gong Ziluo's method was indeed not generally effective.

When they reached the dining table, the two stopped.

Gong Zhuowan looked at Zhao Chunhua, pondered for a moment, and then couldn't help asking: "You prepared this?"

The two sat down, and Zhao Chunhua personally pushed the bowls and chopsticks in front of Gong Zhuowan. She had never done these things herself before, but asked the servants to prepare them.

She nodded and said: "Yes, I have already thought about this arrangement, but the master hasn't come for a long time... It is only today that I can use it."

She lowered her head, with a faint blush on her cheeks. Although the words were complaining, her coquettish demeanor was not annoying at all.

Gong Zhuowan couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, and felt that Zhao Chunhua was so bright and charming, he really was a coquettish attitude that he had never seen before.

"Hmm... I just ignored Madam." Gong Zhuowan said.

Although it was not a particularly pleasant sentence, it was very useful to Zhao Chunhua's ears.

How long has it been since she heard Gong Zhuowan treat her so softly?

Just as she was thinking, there was a knock on the door, and the maids filed in, pouring in four dishes, two soups, and one dessert.

The soup is bright chicken and mushroom soup, and the dessert is stewed pear and bird's nest. There are four dishes, one is green vegetables, one is hot and sour bean sprouts, one is hob fish fillet, and one is fried liver tip and braised pork ribs.

These are the most homely dishes, but looking at them makes people move their index fingers, Gong Zhuowan was even more surprised.

After the dishes were served, they brought three more main dishes, rice, porridge, and a green jade dumpling, which looked very special.

"General, these are all prepared by my concubine himself. If you don't do well, don't make fun of me, general!" Zhao Chunhua said to Gong Zhuowan with a smile.

Gong Zhuowan asked in surprise, "You prepared these by yourself?"

Zhao Chunhua nodded, and said: "Yes, it was all prepared by my concubine. General, try it. Speaking of which, you haven't tried my craft yet!"

It's one thing for a woman not to cook, but it's another thing to know how to cook. A woman like Zhao Chunhua who assumes the identity of a mistress usually doesn't cook herself, but she knows how.

Gong Zhuowan looked at the colors on the table and knew in his heart that Zhao Chunhua had put a lot of thought into it.

After thinking about it for a while, he looked at Zhao Chunhua and said with a straight face: "They all look good."