The little black-bellied princess: the bewitching demon pupil

Chapter 453 Extra Story: The Little Witch's Battle of Love 6
Because of this, Cong Ao was even more troubled.

As a child of the Cong family, whether Cong Ao is willing or not, his innate talent has attracted the attention of others since he was a child, and even many weak-willed people are unintentionally influenced by him to do some extremely crazy things .If Ye Mi is as crazy and obsessed with these people, then Cong Ao can naturally despise her and hate her, but every time she gets close is just right.

Just like now.

"Brother Cong, try this dumpling while it's still warm, it won't taste good when it's cold!" Holding a bowl of steaming dumplings in his hand, Ye Mi looked at Cong with a sweet smile. Ao, with countless expectations in his eyes, "My mother made this specially for my father. It is impossible for others to eat it. Mi'er took a lot of effort to make mother make more..."

During the few days when Cong Ao was at Ye's house, Ye Feitian also returned home from outside.

Speaking of this dumpling, no one had ever seen it before Dongfang Tongxi made it on a whim by chance. Ye Feitian also fell in love with the dumplings made by Dongfang Tongxi since then.It's just that Dongfang Tongxi is not impatient to serve these meals on weekdays. If Ye Feitian hadn't been out for a long time this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't be so easy to persuade Dongfang Tongxi to cook for herself.

In Yemi's heart, the dumplings made by mother are the most delicious things in the world, so she couldn't wait to bring the dumplings to Cong Ao.

As for Cong Ao, looking at Ye Fan's eyes full of expectations, he wanted to refuse but couldn't open his mouth. In addition, he was indeed a little curious about the taste of the delicious food made by Dongfang Tongxi himself, so he sighed secretly. He took the bowl and picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

only……

Reality is often crueler than imagination.

Almost as soon as he tasted the dumplings, Cong Ao opened his mouth and spat out the contents.

If the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, and five-flavored thing he just tasted is a delicacy, Cong Ao really has to admire Ye Feitian, how much patience does he have to eat this thing as a delicacy?

(End of this chapter)