Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 236 Don't I know how much he weighs?

An Zihao looked at Grandpa An and the old housekeeper who were surprised and speechless, "Do you think there is any problem?"

Grandpa An and the old housekeeper shook their heads in unison: "No, this egg soup... looks very delicious."

An Zihao narrowed his eyes, and pushed the bowl of egg soup on the table between Grandpa An and the old housekeeper.

"In this case, you can eat well."

An Zihao's face was filled with a gloating smile.

Gu Qianyi hurried forward, put the delicious dishes in front of Grandpa An and the old housekeeper, and forced An Zihao's "egg soup" away.

An Zihao sat on the armchair and looked at Gu Qianyi calmly, with a meaningful smirk at the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to eat?"

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, and took a few steps back without hesitation: "No, no, I don't need it." An Zihao tilted his head and looked at Gu Qianyi: "I thought you pushed the egg soup away to Eat alone."

"No, no, I don't think it's good to drink soup at night, it's not good for the stomach's digestion." Gu Qianyi laughed twice, and silently pushed the egg soup away.

An Zihao glanced at the egg soup that had been pushed far away, and he had already walked to the side of the egg soup: "Why, it's good to drink some egg soup at night."

Gu Qianyi couldn't help but glanced at An Zihao, but shook his head at Grandpa An and the old housekeeper.Never drink egg soup...

"Stinky boy, why are you shaking your head. Could it be... you made this egg soup?" Grandpa An glared at Gu Qianyi, and said angrily.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, what? !She made this egg soup? !how is this possible!Even if she didn't learn cooking, she has been cooking in the Gu family for so many years.How could such a "dark cuisine" be made? !

An Zihao put his arms around his chest, apparently not wanting to admit the origin of this "egg soup".

The old butler also shook his head helplessly at Gu Qianyi: "Master, you should cook noodles next time. Stir-frying may really not be suitable for you."

Gu Qianyi opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.What Grandpa An and Uncle Zhang think is right, they think that I can't cook because I'm in An Zihao's body now.So another way of thinking is, they think that An Zihao doesn't know how to cook.

Thinking of this, Gu Qianyi felt slightly more comfortable.She nodded slightly: "I also know that I'm not good at cooking, so next time I'll just cook noodles."

After finishing speaking, Gu Qianyi did not forget to raise an eyebrow at An Zihao, the meaning was obvious.

An Zihao rolled his eyes at Gu Qianyi lightly, as if he didn't care at all.He pushed the sweet and sour cabbage and braised pork on the table in front of Grandpa an and the old housekeeper.

"Grandpa and Uncle Zhang, let's try my handiwork. This Zihao will definitely not be able to learn how to cook in a short time." An Zihao's face showed no trace of guilt, he was so calm, as if he really cooked this dish. generally.

Grandpa An nodded without doubt: "I know, this brat made the egg soup that is so dark at first glance. Don't I know how much he weighs?"

The old butler has thoughtfully prepared a bowl of hot white rice for Grandpa An: "Master, let's eat first, I've been hungry for so long."

As soon as Grandpa An took the rice, the old housekeeper smiled at Gu Qianyi: "Since the young master made it with all his heart, I'll eat it."

(End of this chapter)