My princess is too naughty

Chapter 439 Do you suspect that I added ink to the soup

Si Yuan sat on the stone bench in the gazebo and waited for a while, before Le Yao led Shu Lei to arrive late.

I saw Shu Lei following Le Yao with a tray in her hand.

"You finally showed up and asked me to eat, but there was no one there." Si Yuan held his chin in his hand and looked up at Le Yao.

"If you don't like it, you can leave. Anyway, I invite you, love to come or not." Le Yao motioned Shu Lei to put down the food, and then sat down by herself. "Xiao Lei, sit down and eat together."

As soon as Shu Lei put down the food, she heard Le Yao asking her to eat together, so she shook her head quickly. "No, anyway, there is still food in the kitchen, the slaves should go back and eat by themselves, so as not to disturb the world between you and the prince."

Shulei doesn't want to be a light bulb here, let the prince and princess have a good sweet time.

"Concubine Ai cooks in person, why not come." After speaking, Si Yuan picked up the spoon, intending to scoop up a bowl of soup, but when his eyes touched the soup in the pot, he couldn't help frowning.

Why is this soup so dark? Leyao failed to cook it, or something else. . .

He hadn't filled a bowl of soup for a long time, Le Yao impatiently grabbed the spoon in his hand, and filled a bowl of soup for each of them.

Then he drank it by himself, it was delicious, why did this man look like he was about to eat pig food in pain. "Are you afraid that I will be poisoned?"

"No, it's just why it's so dark?" Si Yuan asked.

"Because the material is so dark, don't you suspect that I added ink to the soup?" Yao said with a smile.This soup is indeed as black as ink, because I put in enough ingredients and put three Heimanhua at a time.

"What did you put in it?" Si Yuan asked puzzled, even if it was Shouwu, sesame seeds and the like weren't so dark, it was really like putting ink, but Le Yao wouldn't do that.

"Of course it's a good thing, and you might not be able to buy it even if you have money. Drink it first and then tell you." Le Yao picked up Si Yuan's bowl, brought it to his mouth, and fed him.

Si Yuan was still a little awkward, but as soon as the soup touched the taste buds, it was not as weird as it seemed, and it was delicious.

"How is it?" Le Yao put down the soup bowl, looked at Si Yuan expectantly and asked.

This is the first time that I personally cook for a man, and I feel very nervous.

(End of this chapter)