100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 447 I lost

Jun Zijue put this spoonful of soufflé into his mouth.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he felt as if he was embraced by his mother, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Very smooth and comfortable.

He closed his eyes, immersed in this wonderful feeling.

The fluffy structure brings the ultimate taste and brings a top SPA to the tongue.

At the same time, the rich milky aroma and egg aroma constantly tease the taste buds, make it bloom, make it numb, and make people want to have a second bite, unable to extricate themselves.

"Huh—it melts in the mouth, soft and smooth, with distinct and unified taste." Jun Zijue opened his eyes and exhaled softly. "This French soufflé is impeccable."

Such an evaluation made everyone burst into joy.

"This evaluation is stable."

"It seems that Young Master Mu can win back a city for us."

"Huh, the second best, it's not a joke. Don't forget, when Mu Shao won the second best, he did it completely as he wanted, and he didn't take it seriously at all."

……

Luo Xiaoxi glanced at Ye Cangqiong, and found that this guy was still calm in the face of everyone's support for Mu Jinyang, and he was not worried that his French soufflé would lose.

She couldn't help frowning, thinking about the key to winning this French soufflé.

Mu Jinyang has played to the limit in this dessert, no matter in terms of texture or taste, it is impeccable.

If in this state, Ye Cangqiong still has the certainty of winning, could it be... relying on cooking skills?
"Okay, don't waste time." Ye Cangqiong raised his head towards Jun Zijue, and said flatly: "Taste mine quickly, and then end this food battle, I want to go back to take a shower and sleep now! "

"Wow, today is my experience of being so arrogant!"

"Hmph, let him be arrogant, and I'll just wait for a slap in the face."

Everyone hated it, and was blown away by this arrogant and arrogant Ye Cangqiong. They put all their hopes on Mu Jinyang, waiting for a slap in the face.

However, Mu Jinyang's eyes fell on Ye Cangqiong's French soufflé, and a trace of doubt floated on his face.

Souffle, the best tasting time is the moment it is just out of the oven.

Now that Qian Yu tasted his first, this undoubtedly gave him an advantage, and Ye Cangqiong left it for a while, it will definitely affect the taste, where is his confidence?

Jun Zijue walked over, glanced at Ye Cangqiong lightly, also puzzled where he came from for his calmness.

Then, he took the spoon and gently inserted it into the soufflé.

At this moment, the corners of Ye Cangqiong's lips raised slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

With a click, a wave of heat gushed out from the gap in the soufflé, bringing out an unimaginable fragrance.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Everyone was dumbfounded, completely unaware of what was going on, "Isn't this soufflé left for a while, why is it still able to emit such a strong aroma?"

"Also, the elasticity of this soufflé seems to be even more amazing than that of wood."

They all saw that the soufflé was vibrating constantly under Master Qian Yu's spoon, very elastic.

Luo Xiaoxi's pupils shrank, and she stared at this Shu Fulei, as if she saw some mystery in it.

Not only her, Mu Jinyang also saw the mystery of this soufflé, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a wry smile.

"I lost."

(End of this chapter)