Minister Ben Hongzhuang: Lord Xiangguo, I am happy!

Chapter 470

Su Su almost gave up on this arrangement.

In the same way, beat the egg yolk and white sugar into a sticky paste, add flour, and continue beating.

After this step, Su Su was paralyzed.

She found it difficult to make a cake and wanted to give up.

But it was already halfway through, and it was impossible to give up, so she continued to fight.

After the fight was almost done, the hatchback mixed and continued to fight.

At the time of Chen, this arduous task was completed.

Su Su began to bake cakes. There were no ovens in ancient times, so Su Su could only steam them.

It is true that imagination is plump and reality is skinny.

Su Su's long-awaited cake is out, yes!

Judging from the appearance, I can barely see the past.

But I don't know what's going on inside.

Anyway, Su Su didn't plan to eat it.

Su Su went back to Fengyuan, and when she stepped into the room, Nan Fengchen sat at the table dragging her chin, blinking at her.

The hope in those eyes made Su Su inexplicably guilty.

She pursed her lips and said, "what are you looking at me like that for?"

"Su'er, what have you been up to?"

"Exercise, exercise."

"Go there to exercise?"

"Walk around the house."

Nan Fengchen frowned, why didn't the little lady say that she prepared breakfast for him?

it's wired!
Su Sule's hands were sore, and she fell on the bed after entering the room, like a puddle of stagnant water.

Nan Fengchen frowned, he got up and walked to the bed, looked down at her and said: "Su'er, I want to have breakfast."

"Hungry? Then go to the front hall! My aunt must have made millet porridge."

"..."

Nan Fengchen frowned, what was his wife doing after staying in the kitchen for an hour and a half?
"Won't you eat with me?"

"Go! I'll take a break."

Nan Fengchen didn't ask Su Su what she was doing in the kitchen. Seeing that she was really tired, he covered her with a quilt and went out.

He didn't go to the vestibule, but to the kitchen.

The cook in the kitchen was tidying up the kitchen, sighing very sadly.

One night, every stove was full of flour, so it was hard to clean up.

Nan Fengchen stepped into the kitchen without saying a word, and started to search.

He obviously saw his wife making breakfast for him, but she didn't.

Not for him?Who is that for?

My heart was sour, and my good mood fell to the bottom.

"Miss, what are you looking for?" The cook turned around and saw Nan Fengchen looking everywhere, and the vegetables were thrown on the ground.

Nan Fengchen couldn't find Su Su's breakfast, and heard the cook call him Miss, very gloomy.

He glanced at the cook sullenly, and the cook took two steps back in fright.

Nan Fengchen turned around and left, very impetuous, wanting to hit someone to calm the restlessness.

He went to the front hall and saw several aunts having dinner.

He walked to the table and looked at the breakfast on the table.

Nan Fengchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked: "Su'er made breakfast, have you eaten?"

Seeing that Nan Fengchen's complexion was not very good, the aunts shook their heads violently one by one.

Seeing the aunts shaking their heads, Nan Fengchen's face darkened even more.

Lan Niang looked at Nan Fengchen cautiously and said, "Has Su'er made breakfast? It might be for herself."

"..."

"Yes! Su'er is delicious, I must eat it by myself." Aunt Suxin continued.

"..."

"Actually, you can't eat the food that Su'er cooks, even porridge can be overcooked."

"..."

Nan Fengchen was very depressed, thinking that his wife was not making breakfast for him in the kitchen, he felt like a failure.

He has no place in his little lady's heart.

Alas, a little lost, a little sad.

(End of this chapter)